151. Jason

When she removed her hands from his he felt devastated. He never knew just how much she was hurting inside, he thought she must be feeling irritated by him. His eyes gathered tears but it was difficult to notice. 

His beautiful green eyes hold so much pain within, that even when he cried, no one would noticed. He faked a smile but couldn't hold it for long. He stopped talking, and retuned his hand. 

He stole glances at her as she continued eating her fruits. Every glance he wondered what was going on in her mind, when their gaze met, she would look away. 

She didn't finished up, but he became so uncomfortable. When she insisted they leave he didn't make a fuse about it, they left straight to the car without talking or staring at each order. The ride home was a quiet ride that kept eating him up. He would steal glances at her but she never liked at him. 

He felt like a terrible per