Misjudged

Charlotte's POV

After saying goodnight to Jack, I didn't dare to look back since I didn't want to look like a fool. I couldn't deny I was falling for Jack more every day, and I was afraid to throw myself at him and kiss those sweet lips of his and be wrapped in his strong arms.

I went straight to my bed and collapsed on the soft mattress, sighing heavily. I should stop this craziness before I look pathetic in Jack's eyes. He stopped flirting with me ever since Cecily showed interest in him, and I hate every time they shared sweet smiles with each other.

I don't want to tell Cecily I like Jack more than she does, but I don't want to hurt my friend and ruin her fantasies. But I have an episode every time I see them happily talking and having so much fun. I don't know when I drifted to sleep. I woke up with a loud banging on my door.