meme | accepting

       sam didn’t know what today’s activities could even be labeled as.
       a hang out? sure. even if it was just them two, alone. “don’t be
       awkward, or geeky,” the strong hope those words would stay true
       was given extra weight after he complimented her, called her cute.
       he didn’t realize how abruptly he blurted it out to her. the words
       just hung there in the space between them, surrounded by SILENCE.

       it was killing him. say something, please, his wide-eyes conveyed, but
       all he registered from her was a turned head, gaze averted. 

       great going, he frowned, too, looking away. he potentially lost another
       friend all because of being open with his thoughts. maybe this situation
       could’ve been avoided, or maybe he should keep his mouth shut. would
       she not speak with him anymore? or —

       he hears laughter from her, drawing his eyes back to meet hers. she’s
       looking at him, or at his head. when sam reaches a hand up, he feels
       the soft petals, the stem which moves the locks of hair she tucked it under. 

       she’s giggling & the frown etched on sam’s face instantly washes away.