Autumn's POV

We were walking side by side as we head back to our house which is just a few blocks away from us. And while we were walking, I can see a few girls taking a glance in his direction.

Who wouldn't?

The thing is, they don't actually know that he's gay yet he can easily get so much attention by simply walking on the street. What more if he's not gay? The fact that I know about his sexual preference doesn't stop me from getting attracted to him.

And yes, I am attracted to this guy.

As much as I hate to admit it, I can't simply disregard this awkwardness that I am feeling. Sometimes, I feel like it wasn't just me who's feeling awkward about everything. There were days when I can see him staring at me, at my direction. So at some point, I was kinda hoping he likes me the same but that's a little too far-fetched.

I respect his sexual preference and I don't want to cross that boundary between us.

"Do you work there every day?" I heard him ask. I sip a little of the drink he bought for me. I haven't even thanked him properly for it.

"Not every day, but yeah, almost," I answered. Though I can't see how I look right now, I am sure that I am blushing.

Damn. Why can't I control myself when I'm with him?

"And you walk all alone like this? Every single day?"

I was startled at the tone he used. He seemed worried, and a little angry for some reason. Is he mad that I walk alone every day? Is that it?

"Ah, yes, but most often, there are a lot of people walking with me,"

"But that doesn't sound safe still. Especially since you're a girl,"

An awkward laugh escaped my lips and I can't help but get shy. Does he care about me?

"No, seriously, it's fine. It's just a ten-minute walk. Nothing will happen,"

"I can fetch you,"

He suddenly stated and that caught me off-guard.

"Huh?"

"I go out around this time so I can go and fetch you so we can walk together. I mean, it's better to be safe than sorry you know. And I won't take no for an answer. I have a sister too so it's not like it was something new to me,"

I bit my lower lip at what he said and can't help but be conscious a bit. This was the first time we actually had time to really talk with each other. it's a bit awkward but I feel like I like it. And somehow, I felt a little more secured walking with him.

"oh, one second. Can we do a little detour for a moment?" he asked and I just nodded. We stopped by a convenience store and I watch as he grabs a basket. I followed his every movement and took notice of every thing he gets.

I can't help but smile every time I saw him picking up some sweets. I guess he really does have a sweet tooth. He also took another pack of hot choco.

"You really love drinking that, huh?" I can't help but ask. He looked at my direction and tilted his head.

"Yeah. you can make yours. I don't mind sharing," he added and my cheeks blushed red once again.

"I can give my share with the groceries, you know,"

He turned around and I was startled when he lifted his hand before wiping something on the corner of my lips. My heart started accelerating at an incredible speed.

"It's fine. You can just stay pretty and think about something else. Or you can do the cooking. I'd like that instead," he stated and my heart little did a mini somersault.

What the actual fuck what that all about?