Chapter 24: Chapter 23: Emotions all over

As I'm dragging George away his fingers slither in to mine and he strongly turns me around, hands still interlocked. Saying nothing, he steps confidently towards me. My body reacted and I continued to move back until I hit ,smack, against the wall. I felt squirmish for some reason and avoided eye contact. When I attempted to escape his left arm blocked it, landing closely near my face, which was now becoming hot. I was trapped, enclosed within his arms. Over and over again he tried to meet my eyes, but shyly I looked away. ' What's wrong with you? Joy. Joy. Joy' He said impatiently. As the words left his mouth , i scanned through my head trying to figure out what I had done wrong. Who knows? Then out of nowhere.. ' Do you like me Joy, do you?' Finally my shaken eyes lifted up to meet his serious face. My mouth suddenly felt dry , out of all the times why now? Stuttering I couldn't get a word out but only looked into his eyes nervously. I..I do I like him? I never thought seriously about it before,just kinda pushed it to the back of my head. ' Well if you don't,then who are to stop me talking to Rosè, I see how you and Namjoon flirted earlier. His vile hands around your waist.' George's voice raised into an angry and upset tone. Luckily no one was around,or so I thought. Unknown to me and to George, Rosè was secretly hiding and listening to our conversations,well our one sided conversation. 'And if you do Joy, If you really do like me...' his eyes were filled with desperation, was he sending me a signal. Did he like me? ' then do something about, I can't wait forever.' With those last words he released me from his prison and stormed off. My heart sank to the deepest and bottomless part of my body. I've really messed up haven't I. Running my fingers through my hair , I let out a heavy sigh and fall onto the floor. Then that, that ugly brat Rosè just happens to walk past at that moment. She walks like a supermodel, looking at me for a moment,then snarks judgingly before raising her head high and sashaying off. Ugh this girl. Does she think she better than everyone. I restrain my anger as the feeling to hit her slowly fades away. Does she think that she can steal George away from me. I'm gonna get her. Wait no, I sound childish.