As Leo drove me back home, I started to feel suffocated. Both my hands were interlaced with each other, twisting uncomfortably on my lap as I eyed Leo trying to make sure he didn't catch me.
I wasn't shy. But I was quite scared of the situation I'd placed myself in. My emotions were all over the place and I didn't even know what to make out of them. A part of me felt hugely guilty after seeing Damien's reaction to all this. But why should I care? He has Katie Collins - Mrs. Boring Drama Queen. And so what if I'd almost kissed Leo? It had nothing to do with Damien!
I shouldn't have such intentions towards a guy I'd only met a few days ago. But a part of me disagreed with that. When I'd told Leo about everything, he'd completely understood. And he'd been the one to hear it. That held a special place for him in my life. Why did I have to blame myself for that?
Before I could indulge myself further into any more confusing thoughts, Leo pulled up in front of my house and turned off the engine. I didn't get out.
We both sat in silence, not looking at each other and not daring to say a word. I couldn't help but wonder what he was thinking.
"Makayla..." He whispered my name softly and I looked at him. He was looking at me intently, confusion and doubt on his face. Taking in a deep breath, he composed himself before speaking once more. "I'm sorry."