Eleven.

Stella POV.

I ran through the wind, I ran as fast as I could, I ran off without thinking, I didn't look back, I didn't need to know if he was following me or not, I was worried about looking back and seeing him behind me, I don't know what got into his head, but I knew that I should keep some distance, a lot of distance between the two of us, I don't know if a crush is worth this, but I knew I'm better off.

I didn't know the way back home, and I wasn't very familiar with the area yet, I could call mom and ask her to come and get me, or maybe I could get near Dad's work and he could drive me back, I'll lie and tell him I got lost and came here to catch a ride with him, he wouldn't be mad if I'm here for a ride. Now that I had made up my mind, I kept on running, when I got near I'll ask where his work was, but for now, I'm still running, I felt, I didn't dare to look back but I had the feeling that I was being followed, and the best way to lose someone is to get out of their sight.

I ra