Dia burst in on me as I was pacing up and down the room, unable to sleep, unable to sit down or lie still.
"Uhh... Why are you still up?" She asked quietly. I looked at her, and I had a funny feeling in my heart. A warm feeling...
"I could ask you the same thing.." I replied, just as quietly.
"I couldn't sleep." She murmured, edging a little closer.
"Why'd you lock me out earlier?"
I looked away, unable to answer her question. When I had been silent for a good few minutes, I heard her approach, and she turned my face toward hers.
"Ace?" She whispered, her hand on my cheek. I gulped."Ace! Come on, you can't stay silent forever! Tell me... Was it Joker?" I looked down, trying to stop the tears from leaking out. When they came, I wiped them away with an angry fist.
The whole time, her wide hazel eyes were staring right into mine, the corners of her mouth, looking beautiful.
And that's when it hit me. Like someone had punched me in the chest, I had to stop myself from reeling backwards. I wasn't ill. I wasn't sick, not at all.
The only sickness I had was love sickness... Should I tell her? I thought about it for a moment... No. What if she didn't feel the same way?
If she doesn't like you, why was she so keen to be your friend? If she doesn't like you, why is her hand still on your cheek? If she doesn't like you, why does she always stare at you?
A little voice in my head kept rabbiting on. But I couldn't work up the courage. I stepped back, and walked back over to the bed.
"I'm fine." I said.