Why Are You So Scared?

Jason's Pov

"You're angry with me," I told her gently. "But you don't hate me. You can't hate me. Not really."

She could not even deny my words even if have wanted to. Hating somebody was not her thing to do not to mention how much she loved me. I can't help but feel amused by her attempts to hide her feelings from me. She thinks that she's being subtle, but her body language gives her away every time.

I've known her for months now, and we have gotten closer than before. Lately, there's been something different between us. A tension that was not there before. I can sense it every time we're together, and it's only gotten stronger with time.

She's tried to keep it hidden, but the way she looks at me betrays her. There's a longing in her eyes, a hunger that she tries to suppress but can't fully contain. Every time she touches me, her fingertips linger just a little too long, as if she's trying to convey something more.

I find it amusing that she thinks I don't notice. But how could I not