All Chapters of The Way He Looked at Me: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Would ruin everything.“Boys!” my mom called as the light started to fade. “Come inside now. It’s getting dark!”Nate groaned, clearly not ready to leave, and I didn’t want to go either. But Theo checked his wrist like he had somewhere else to be.“I should go,” he said.“You can stay for dinner,” I quickly offered. “We’re having burgers. My mom always cooks a lot. I can ask her if you want.”He shook his head. “I’m fine.”“Will you come back tomorrow?” I asked, unable to hide how excited I was. “We can play again, right? Can I join too?”

Vincent povNate stood by the stove, quietly humming the same tune again the one that never stayed in my head long enough for me to name, even though it felt familiar. The soft sound mixed with the small noises in the kitchen, calm on the outside  but something about it felt strange, like something was about to happen.Across from him, Theo rested one arm on the open fridge door, cooling off while he searched through the fruit drawer. When he straightened, he picked out an apple pink and fresh, the kind my mom always bought from the Sunday market. A Pink Lady. Juicy, sweet  better than the ones from the store.But in Theo’s hand, it looked small.He turned it in his fingers without thinking, holding it so easily that it made my chest tighten for reasons I

I had never been afraid before.Not like this.And thenNothing.No footsteps. No warning. No sound.Just impact.The boy in front of me Jimmy Saxon vanished.One second he was there, the next he was airborne, eyes blown wide with shock as his body launched across the hallway. He slammed into the lockers so hard the metal buckled under him before he dropped like a puppet with cut strings.I didn’t even hear it happen.I only saw what came after.Theo.He was already moving.Not running. Not fighting.Unleashing.He didn’t look human in that moment. He moved too fast, too precise like something ancient had slipped into his skin. Every st

“Don’t start with that ‘Nate and I both’ thing,” he says. “I don’t even think it’s correct. Just say ‘Nate and I think.’”I blink.Then answer anyway.“It is correct. We’re both thinking about it together, that’s why I said it.”“Oh, so now you think?” he snaps. “That’s new.”I almost laughed.Actually, I do but I quickly stop.This is why it’s hard to stay serious with him.Nate a

“And now?” Mae asked.“Now?” I whispered, staring at the dark ceiling. “Now I can’t stop thinking about it. Can’t stop feeling it. And… I think it’s not over. Not by a long shot.”Outside, the city pulsed. Neon signs blinked at odd angles. A faint rain slick reflected the gold of streetlights. I knew that something was waiting. Something that would drag me back to that night whether I wanted it or not.And deep down, I wasn’t sure if I was ready for it.Not ready… but completely unable to look away.Because it was coming.I could feel it.And when it hit…