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**He has come to her room to see why she's upset. Lots of confessions
coming with this scene. They both belong to a secret society called
Chargers where he's a Lead, and she's a recruit.**
“Ever since I
noticed you, I’ve been plagued with the desire to be with you, touch
you. Then when you were invited to Chargers, I suddenly got to. You
finally knew who I was after looking through me for so long.”
confession knocks the wind out of me, and I lean forward to draw a
breath. He’d been noticing me all this time, and I hadn’t even given him
a second of my life. “That’s…rough to take in, Treston. I was blind.”
“No, I try hard to be a nobody at school.”
“Everyone at school is a fool, because your act isn’t that great.”
He pouts. “You just know me now.”
“You’re right. But I don’t know how I missed you.”
He squeezes my fingers. “When I marked you, I was so shaky I thought I’d mess up.”
“I don’t think that’s even possible?” My lips curl.
stares at my bedspread. “You mess me up all the time, Simone. I thought
for sure you’d notice my feelings. Whenever we did anything, I chose
you. Your invitations. Bringing you to headquarters. Watching you for
“No, I thought you despised me.”
Like he’s digesting the conversation. “How could you think that? You
always caught me staring at you. The night I tried to help you after
Andre kicked you out of his truck, I thought for sure you knew of my
obsession for you.”
Obsession? Oh my God.
I take a deep
breath. “No. Every time I saw you looking at me you seemed angry. I
thought you hated me, so I tried to hate you back.”
clenches. “Never have I felt a negative thing for you. What you saw was
my feelings for myself. I felt so pathetic, the way you affected me so
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