You were hanging out with a few of your friends, one of them being James. At times you could feel his eyes following you, trailing up and down your body quickly before looking elsewhere. You didn't think much of it so you didn't speak up.

You now sit at a table in a restaurant, listening amongst the group of people around you talking up a storm as you all eat. You look over at James and he glances back at you. He softly smiles at you as he cards his fingers through his mullet, fixing the front of his hair before going back to talking.

You didn't understand why but you felt a bit flustered. Such a small gesture yet it had you thinking of the other situations from earlier. You couldn't do anything about it, however, as he was quite older than you and your friends wouldn't understand.

Late in the night, you were staying with James at his apartment.

"Something bothering you, mate?" He questioned, causing you to snap out of your thoughts and look at him, his gaze soft yet piercing through you. "You just seem a bit... off, is all."