"Are you okay?"
That was the first thing I said when I got out of the bathroom. I saw Aaron frozen like a status with his lips parted. There was something in his eyes that was foreign to me. It was like his eyes were burning, like he was on fire and about to burst in flames. The weird part was that the heat from his eyes was making my body burn in places no one dared to touch before. I swallowed a couple of times before I waved my hand in front of him.
"H-Hi," said Aaron. My forehead creased and if Aaron doesn't get his act together, the lines I have might stay permanent.
"I said, are you okay? Do you need to use the washroom? I'm done now." I told him because nothing of this made sense.
He shook his head, but his eyes never left my face. "No. I'm just— I was checking on you if the
