Twelve

Naya's POV

It was as if the whole world came to a pause, with the way Zach and I were staring at each other. We weren't saying anything, yet so much was being communicated between us.

I wanted to look away from him, I really did, but I couldn't. It was so hard to look away from him, it kept on looking as if something kept on drawing me to him, telling me to move close to him, and just...stay with him.

"You're drooling." Zach suddenly said, and I snapped out of my weird thoughts. I threw a scornful look at him, and he shrugged.

What was I doing? I asked myself, and subconsciously moved my fingers to the side of my lips, to see if I was really drooling, even though I knew that he was just playing around with me.

I wasn't drooling.

"You were staring too," I said and scoffed at him. I don't why he said that I was drooling, when I wasn't. I just hoped he didn't think that I was attracted to his face, his well sculpted muscles and his chest?

"Ugh!" I said to myself, and slapped myself out o