Gareth's POVWe soon reached our destination. The trip was just starting and I was already finding it hard to control myself. I couldn't resist to look at briar. She looked so damn gorgeous. I thought that coming on this trip would be a way for me to get over her, but it seems like I was falling for her even more. I can't seem to think of anything else but her.On the trip, I had the job of taking all the students to the bus, according to their sections. We had a total of almost a hundred students to handle. Just thinking about the number gives me a headache. But then knowing that Briar was also one of them, I did make sure to take the responsibility sincerely. Especially knowing how last time, me not being aware of that man had been meandering with wrong intentions, attested my senses to be a lot more prudent than they already were.My eyes roamed around to make sure that all the girls were in cues and checking out of the airport safely. I was in the very end, taking everyone with me
Briar's POVDo I really like him?I don't know if this was just mere infatuation anymore because I could sense something deeper than just surface attraction. I've realised that his presence, make me alert and aware of my surroundings. I get way too affected when he's around. I try to look my best, because I like when his eyes stay on me. I love the feel when he only looks at me; when he gives me priority over everybody else.And likewise, I absolutely hated it when I found him looking at someone else, or the reason of his smile was not me, but someone else. I want him to be near me, close enough. I liked how I get goosebumps when he's around. I enjoyed the rush in my belly and the heated-up cheeks I get when he was the subject of any conversation.Now, do you call it just infatuation or something more? I don't know. But I know that this feeling was growing very quickly, and soon I won't be able to control it.We were dragging our suitcases to our room. Luckily, we got a double room su
Gareth's POVWhy am I so stupid? Or do I really lose my mind when she's around? Why can't I act like an educated adult? It was funny how I knew the answer too well to these questions, yet I kept asking myself in a sheer attempt of getting a different answer each time. But well, it remains the same. It’s her.I left her in the room as I don't want her to face any unwanted troubles, especially because of me. She would be coming after me, when there will be no one to notice her. Again, a similar, well-known thought appeared in my head. Just maybe if I hadn't really kissed her in the first place, everything wouldn’t be as chaotic. Every time I do something like this to her, I just push her farther away from me.Had I really made up my mind that, I want to keep her close? What am I even thinking about? How can I... How can I just fall for someone who's literally half my age? Have I really reached a stage where I can’t control me and my emotions for her anymore? It was like a trampoline of s
Briar's POVMr. Wilson came on the right time, otherwise I don't know what would I have done without him. The entire situation was pretty much taken care of, by him but recalling how anxious we both were in that situation still leaves me in goosebumps. Though I had in my mind that I would give him his room keys back, the whole trip to the museum just went in my failed attempts to admire him from afar.Yes, knowing he was the prettiest existence in that building, I couldn’t focus on anything but him. As if his face was a beautiful combination of sunlight trapped under his gold skin, with his aura reflecting the surface of a moon. He shines unrealistically, emitting a ray of allure just like his perfect cologne. It was actually infuriating to admit how madly attracted I was to him.He owns that fragrance of his and knowing no matter how many whiffs I take off of his surroundings, I am never truly satisfied. I tried taking pictures of him, trying to remain in disguise but the camera didn
Gareth's POVA bleak midwinter’s day; it was hitting my skin a little too hard. The rimy lamps in the garden did make the ambience look pretty, but it was an indication of the chilly air covering the place. It wasn’t snowing, not according to the weather forecast that I read; it wouldn’t be snowing anytime soon. Not at least while we will be touring around the city.The trip was most probably going to last for the next entire week and I was looking forward to it. Night was the only time I rest, but I was unsettled. Was it because of her? Yes, obviously. I just can’t help but get irritated by the fact that she was laying in a room right adjacent to mine, just a few feet distance and yet she was horribly afar.I had a taste; just one bite and I’m sold to her. She’s unnecessarily addictive. Wish I could’ve fixed these issues up, but my heart crumbles like a glass. I can’t deny how I feel empty without her. I decided to take a few minutes and roam around the resort but I was already sneez
Briar's POV Last night was tiring. We didn't sleep. Obviously, who sleeps on the trip, before dayspring when you hear the birds chirping? But I can’t deny how tiring it was. We were at the breakfast table in the hotel’s restaurant. I forced my eyes to open and encountered sleepy Bianca and Charlotte eating their food. Ariana's head was down resting on the table. She was sleeping. I refused to believe how we were supposed to get ready for our day in the next hour. We all looked high on air and water, because we didn’t drink, but we were close to collapsing on the floor any minute. Keeping the fork on the plate, I threw my head back, yawning. It was about a few seconds later when I felt something cold against my cheeks. I opened my eyes in shock and found Rosé sticking two freezing coke cans on my cheeks, laughing. I sighed, shaking my head. She gave me a kiss on my forehead, lifting my neck making me sit straight. "Don't throw your head back like that, you will have pain in your nec
Gareth's POVPast midnight keyboard sounds could be heard as I was working on my laptop, when I suddenly heard some rustle outside the door. At first, I didn't care to see who's there thinking, 'Why do I care?' But realising the fact that I was the principal of a school and the bustle could be made by my students, made me jolt up.Shutting my laptop, I got up and was halfway to open my door, when the bell rang. I took a few more steps forward and lifted my hand up to open the gate. To my surprise I encountered something that I was expecting in the most unexpected situation."Gareth!" He said with a huge grin on his face.Dominic Anderson, a trusted associate, a business partner and most importantly, a close friend of mine. We shared many projects which led our friendship to get stronger, even after graduating from college together. Dominic is a kind of person who all the girls crush over, at least once in their lives. With his light golden-brown hair and a pair deep green ocean eyes a
Briar's POVThe day was already started and we were in our room, getting ready. Mrs. Jones gave all the students exactly one hour and wanted us to report to her soon. Since the weather was a bit colder, I decided to wear my black short leather jacket, paired with black skinny jeans and a grey turtle neck, with my feet adorned with my black doc Martens lace up boots. The outfit looked minimalistic, but at the same time it wasn’t; a major reason why it was my favourite attire. I was almost ready when Ariana tapped my shoulder."Keep my phone in your bag, my nail paint is still not dry." She said making a cute face, as she blew air over her nails."I told you to put it earlier. See mine." I smiled, showing my red painted nails to her."Ugh! You know, I'm careless. Now, keep it, please?" She said pointing towards the table. I shook my head and picked her phone up. Suddenly our doorbell rang and Charlotte went to see it. The person who came in was one of our classmates, Jess, short for Jes
Briar's POVI looked up at the sky thinking to myself, how I would miss this soft fragrance of the freshness of this place. Sounds cliché as it is, but I can't possibly forget the memories of this neighbourhood. But the daylight was slowly dominating the ambience all across darkness I encountered.It's interesting to feel a strange harmony with this environment as if I'm deeply connected to it. I felt a huge load on my shoulders but at the same time I was relieved. My head was almost digging in the hand rest of the couch in the front yard, near our fireplace. The pain on the temple of my head felt nice as I waited for mom. Aurora invited my entire existence to start something new it seemed.We were leaving for the airport."Briar, is this your charger?" Mom asked, with a white adapter in her hand."Nah, mine is in my bag." I said pointing to my handbag on the table in front of me."Alright. Well, go to the car, dad is there. I'll be there in a minute." She said and went back inside.I
Briar's POVI held her tightly, burying my head further in her neck. I tried pouring out all that I had inside in the form of tears, but unexpectedly lamenting didn't change the dense feeling. I felt my chest filled, and the feeling of guilt was still the dominant one. Mom made me sit on the bed, taking a seat in front of me. The environment was a bit better now. Her soft hands touched mine as she made slight circles with her thumb on the top of my skin. I was calm and collected, definitely better than what I was a few hours ago."Since when do you him?" mom asked looking at me curiously.I gulped to make my dead dry throat a little soft. But even after trying to come up with an answer to her question, nothing but air came out of my mouth. I looked away, slightly biting my lip trying to gather some courage to answer."Uhm a f-few months." I said in a low voice."I see." Her usage of minimal words made my nervousness build up even more. I tried to hide it but who can possibly shield th
Briar's POVI could feel warm sunlight hitting my face as I walked in my neighbourhood. A place I loved hanging out at whenever I came back home in vacations. But today that road looked like a curse to walk on. Dad didn't utter a word to me the entire plane ride. Although he was completely silent, his words rang in my ears constantly. ‘I’m ashamed of you. I’m ashamed of you. I’m ashamed of you.’The more I considered it, the more I wanted to cry. I was being consumed internally by this guilt. Just because I followed my heart's desire, why have I had to endure so much sorrow and suffering?We arrived at the front gate after I dragged my feet around the driveway. I recall how this location had a distinct atmosphere only a few months ago. I was incredibly drawn to the slight scent of grass and the freshness. But right now, everything was excruciating, to even just sit there.I took a deep breath as mom quietly gestured me to come inside. I followed both of them inside, only to make the b
Briar's POVMy mind was occupied, I couldn't think about anything. I felt like my inner self was becoming numb as even the smallest sound in the room was ringing in my ears. It was an odd sensation. The fear was too strong. But I was also worried for him at the same time. Yes, it was illogical of me to worry about anyone other than myself at that time, yet I was unable to stop thinking about it. My hands kept shaking as though my body had lost all of its vigour.I could hear heels stomping on the wooden floor and the room felt chilly. Because of the deathly silence, I was sure of what the rumours were about and could hear every word in the area. Everyone was at leisure and had a current ‘hot’ issue to discuss. But I couldn't possibly care less. I had something more important to think about. My parents.I have no idea how I will respond to their questions. It would be an understatement to say that I was frightened because the thought of not being able to look them in the eyes while we
Briar's POVNext morning, I woke up all refreshed, expecting that a new day would be better. Although my body hurt, my mind was renewed, giving away how lazy I felt. It appeared as though my weekend's fatigue was still with me. I still continued to push myself as the memory of the last weekend hit me. I missed our little date, just when I woke up.Gretchen tapped my shoulder from behind as I was combing my hair. I turned around and grinned at her in anticipation of her asking me to mend her shirt or inform her of whether or not her uniform was in good condition, but she gave out a different vibe with her expression.I arched my brows in an effort to decipher the meaning behind her look. She was horribly composed while also being shocked. I was frightened since I couldn't read her face. As my breath became uneasy, a sudden feeling of unease crept across my entire body."Gretchen, what is it?" I asked her and she looked at me as her breath became deeper.It felt as if she doesn't know h
Briar’s POVIt had been a few days to our argument and even now, whenever Gretchen finds me going to meet him, a sheer displeasure on her face sits like a crown. Obviously, she wasn’t satisfied with the conversation we had that day, but her situation was helpless, because I wouldn’t stop, and she couldn’t stop me either. Though, a huge part of me felt bad for not being able to talk to her nicely ever since, at least now my relationship wasn’t totally hidden.Gretchen managed to cover up for whenever I went missing and I was taking good advantage of it. I didn’t lie to myself and shamelessly admitted how this temporary arrangement in my head seemed like a beautiful fashion. I was succumbing Gretchen to my plan, and everything sat pretty in my brain and he was becoming a part of every word I had with Gretchen.Like a lost being in a dense forest following a sole energy in order to escape the chaos of life, I was floating in his addiction. Within a stretch of over a month and a half, Gar
Briar's POV"Are you crazy?!" Gretchen frowned at me. She clearly looked extremely annoyed.She was the one who knocked on the door and as assumed by my intuitions, she knew about me and Mr. Wilson's relationship. I wonder how? But if I ask her at the moment, she'd probably beat the shit out of me. Yes, she would, not even kidding. I had nothing to defend myself with, because no matter how much I try to normalize this, our relationship can never be accepted by people. At least not initially."Do you have any idea what you are doing?!" Gretchen asked angrily and my face was down in embarrassment. "Answer me, Briar! Your silence won't clear my confusion." Her voice reflected the motherly disappointment and sisterly concern.I struggled to find the right words to respond, but it was impossible. What was there left for me to say to her? Who is she to comment on my relationship, should I say? I would go ahead if I wanted her to scream and possibly murder me in the process. She was simmerin
Briar's POVSince it was the weekend, I was in the dorm. Never have I wanted a weekend to end so soon. However, this time was unique. I tried to meet him—but was unable to. I tried to see him—but was unable to. I kept checking my phone as I tried to get the will to text him but did not want to bother him. Why would he make time for me when he has so much else to do? Even though I know he cares for me, I do not want to bother him only because I missed him because he might be busy. A little too much.I sat on the desk, completing my history assignment because everyone had already submitted but Mrs. Jones had granted me two more days to submit my work because I was busy with other student council duties. Though I had time, I was determined to do my work before time as to maintain a good reputation in front of her.It had always been my utmost admiration for her that interests me in the subject even more. Perhaps my everlasting crush on her just never seems to stray me off my path. I stil
Briar’s POV“Do you like churros?”“Hm?” He looked up at me, while I was leaning on his desk in front of him. Almost ten o’clock late at night and he was still working in his office. He usually asks me to hang out with him, even when he has work, which makes my heart warm.“We can make them together.”“You want to?”“Hmm.” I smiled and he chuckled.“You need to stop being so cute.” I could not help but chuckle when he poked my nose. “Have you made them before?” He asked.“What if I say no?”“Then I’ll have to order a pizza as well.” He said making me chuckle and continued, “ugh, I love making you laugh.”“Do you?” I said and made my way over to him, while he just watched my movement and after reaching near him, I sat on his lap. Wrapping my arms around his neck and noticing his arms circling around my waist like an automatic movement made me blush.“I actually love it more, when you do this.” He said and I kissed his cheek.“Oh, this is my favourite part.”“Really?” I said and kissed