He always looked at you, you always caught his attention with just a simple action, a single movement. He was tired of not being able to do anything but watch you from afar. He wanted to talk to you, and well maybe do much more than just watch…

"Damn, he's so adorable"

He had said to himself as he watched you from a table on the other side of the dining room. He watched you smile and something lit in his stomach. I wish it was an upset stomach because love couldn't be. No way