I got kind of sick and he helped me out. Then half way into our journey, we were on the train, and he was lying down and the train jolted and I fell on top of him (with my back on his chest) and he put his arms around me and we stayed there. Then we got up after a little bit, and we just talked with the group. Then when we only had an hour or so left, he was sitting up kind of and I was lying on his chest. On of his arms was across my stomach and holding my hand (waffling!) and his other hand was on my neck/cheek... his fingers playing with the tips of my short hair on the back of my neck. My hand, the one that wasn't holding his, was doing the same thing, my thumb caressing his cheek. We talked and he looked at me so tenderly. He kept trying to make me smile. It worked. He also smiled (mostly with his brilliant eyes, but sometimes with his mouth). I loved it, but then we had to get out, because the bus was at the school.
Then on Monday, he was all cold again. Like nothing had ever happened. Like, I was nothing to him. I'm SO confused. But I know the bus ride happened because, I have witnesses. I didn't make it all up in my head!!! I know I didn't! I just am confused. So, anyone want to give some advice? I would love a hero right now. Preferably male, but all heroes may apply! :) Anyone?
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