Don’t trust him

As soon as my humanity came to the surface of the water, I grabbed hold of Connor's neck, being too close for my liking. But it's just that it's deep and I can't swim. I thought it would be dry.

Connor smiled.

"I ... "he began, a little nervously.

"Don't get your hopes up," I whispered. I can't swim," I confessed.

I put my arms around his neck and I could tell that he wrapped his arms around my waist. At least this way I won't drown.

"Really?" he asked, astonished.

I frowned.

"You've never met someone who can't swim before?" I questioned.

He denied

Our faces were too close so I avoided his gaze. I buried my head in his neck. Anyone who saw us like that would think we were a couple. And then I remembered.

Kayler

I turned to look at him. He was looking at us, I know he would be a little far away but I could tell he was angry. We had our hands clenched and then suddenly he turned and walked away. Where did he go?

"I bet he's coming this way." Connor commented,