"Do you like me, Denver Brooks?" Amelia's abrupt question stunned not just him, but her as well. Silence engulfed the two as only the rustling sound of leaves and the chirping of birds filled the atmosphere.
When she got no reply for a while, Amelia pulled away her hand awkwardly, "Uhhhh~ …. Forget what I said. *Smack on the forehead* look at me, blabbering absolute nonsense." Then, without waiting for him, she started to march forward, her face resembling the color of a beetroot, 'Aishhhh~ …. What the~ … what the fuck did I just say? Dear god, please save me from this embarrassment. It is all because Perry filled all that garbage in my head. He definitely doesn't like me, I can tell~ …. What if he tells others about this~ …. What do I do now?'
My girl once again was entangled in her thoughts. Denver's sudden voice pulled her back to reality, "Don't you want to hear my answer?"
