Emotion

In the morning, we went to the field where Liam always play football with his friends. We both cheered for Liam's team. After his match, he came over to where we were. I noticed him looking at Liza. He smiled at her and wiped his sweat and took his shirt off. He had never done that before. Now Liza is here, is he showing off? I tried to hide my jealousy but I'm not really good at it. I made an excuse and left them. Liam didn't call me to stop me. I felt like I was not needed there so I went to the park and cried on my own. I cannot really take it out on Liza.

I took my phone and message James, telling him how sad I am. For the reason of my sadness, I couldn't tell him. He didn't reply. I felt more alone. 'Why can't he like me?' I cried more with that thought.

After I calmed down, I sent a message to Liza telling her that something came up and I cannot see her before she leaves. I cannot face her, I don't have the confidence to look at her without feeling envy. She replied with "OK!" 'I bet them two are having fun and they are getting to know each other right now.' Another thought that upset me.

It's around 7 pm when I decided to go home. When I got home, Liam was there at the door, it seemed like he's about to leave. After seeing me, he rushed to me, "Where have you been?" he looked worried.

I stared at him, I felt like crying. 'Is he concerned about me? What about Liza?' So many things are going on inside my head.

"Summer! Are you okay?" he asked as he held my arms.

"You should go home, I want to rest now. Perhaps we'll see each other tomorrow." I replied lifelessly and walked to open the door. As I got in, I went upstairs and locked my door. I cried until I fell asleep.

Monday morning, Liam was there waiting for me. We walked together slowly. He gave me a box of Lindor chocolates. It's my favourite flavour too, strawberries and cream. I accepted it and said thanks to him. We didn't talk, we just walked slowly.

In the afternoon, I went to the post office early and started working ignoring everything else. Mr Phillips didn't say a word but I felt that he is satisfied with me today. Liam came in late, which is unusual for him. He came to me and he told me that he went to my house so we can go together to the post office. I just nodded and said "Hmm."

I really don't feel like talking to him, the idea of Liza and him hurts me so much, I know I shouldn't but I can't help it.

We continued to work quietly until it's home time. He walked with me and he asked me, "What's wrong? Are you upset?"

My tears are forming I can feel it, so I looked down to hide it. I'm sure he noticed it. He stopped walking and held my hand to stop me from walking then he lifted my face and he can clearly see my tears are flowing.

He wiped my tears and asked me, "Why are you crying?"

I wanted to cry on his chest for a little comfort, but I'm afraid he'll push me away. I shook my head and told him it's an allergic reaction due to pollen.

He then let me go and we continued to walk. "Can you help me tomorrow? I really need to…" I didn't let him finish and I just agreed to whatever he was going to say.

"I'll pick you up from your house tomorrow. I talked to Mr Phillips about not doing work tomorrow and he agreed."

I just nodded.

In the morning, he wasn't there. I walked by myself and head to school. However, at hometime, he picked me up from school. Joey nudge me and told me that my boyfriend is there. Liam was there at the school gate. He looked so dashing. My friends started to say that I'm so lucky to have a boyfriend like him. I couldn't say anything. I couldn't tell them that he's not my boyfriend. I kept quiet.

When he saw me coming towards him, he walked to me and grabbed my hand. We walked while he held my hand. I felt like I've been tamed. I just followed and let him lead me home. But he didn't send me home. Instead, we went to his house.

As we entered his house, he said, "My mum is not here, only the two of us."

It made me blush. He then let go of my hand and he went upstairs. I was left at the bottom of the stairs.

"Are you coming or not?"

In my head, I have a lot of thoughts. 'What are we going to do?' Is this it? I'm gonna give in to him? Are we gonna do it?'