89 Flustered

Justin was drawing a blank. How had she come to the conclusion that he didn't like her that much? Had she not seen how horribly flustered he got every time he was around her when he was usually an emotionless robot? Did she not notice how anytime she needed something he would run to her aid at the drop of a hat? Of course, there were a lot of things he did for her that she didn't know about, but even so…what he did to her knowledge should have been enough to convince her.

"Trust me when I say I like you a lot more than you like me." He'd liked her much, much longer so he firmly believed his affection ran deeper. Come to think of it…he didn't know why she liked him in the first place. What had made her notice him. "I answered your question. So why do you like me? I liked you from the start and it only grew stronger. When did you change your mind? And why?"