Chapter 124 Photos
After years together, Brad knew me well and had his own ways of handling me.
Dragging me out the door was his simplest and most effective move, even if it was a bit rough.
"I like it," I said, burying my face in the flowers and blushing.
'Brad's pursuing me, so why am I acting so useless?' I thought.
When he was away, I felt heartbroken. When he was here, I couldn't face him.
Brad's eyes lit up. "Let's go to your favorite sandwich place."
Ignoring my struggles, he grabbed my hand, squeezed it, and put me in the passenger seat.
I kept my head down, too embarrassed to look at anyone, especially Brad.
'I haven't even agreed to be his girlfriend yet. Isn't holding hands too much?' I wondered.
From yesterday, I learned that communication was key, no matter the conflict.
I misunderstood Brad and got jealous. I felt guilty.
With guilt weighing on me, I couldn't face Brad. The more I thought about it, the more I couldn't lift my head. His intense gaze was almost burning me.
Brad, enjoying my awkwardness, started the car, a smile playing on his lips.
I placed the flowers on my lap and was about to open the window when Brad leaned over.
Startled, I closed my eyes and pressed against the car door.
'Is Brad going to kiss me? Isn't this too fast? Should I push him away or accept it?' I thought.
Then I heard a soft click and a laugh.
I opened my eyes to see him smiling mischievously. He was just fastening my seatbelt. I overthought it!
Embarrassed, I picked up the flowers to hit him, but he dodged and pinched my cheek before sitting back up.
"Don't get so close," I warned, pressing against the car door.
Brad smiled gently and drove onto the road. "Alright, we'll save it for later."
'Save it for later? That's not what I meant!' I thought.
He was always cold to others but warm to me.
I believed feelings grew over time. Being with someone like Brad for a lifetime didn't sound so bad.
While eating, Brad placed his hand on the table, his long fingers smooth and elegant. It reminded me of his first post on News Feed, those two hands clasped together, and that message.
My mood soured, and even the delicious sandwich lost its taste.
Brad, always perceptive, quickly noticed and asked what was wrong.
I didn't want to bring it up, but remembering the mess from my last assumptions, I decided to be honest.
To my surprise, Brad said nothing. He opened his phone's camera, grabbed my hand, and took a close-up. Right in front of me, he found a picture frame with a rose background and placed the new photo in it. Then he showed it to me, raising his eyebrows.
One look and my face turned red again.
The two photos were almost identical.
Turns out, those two hands, one big and one small, were mine and Brad's.
I had been fighting with myself all along. How embarrassing!
"Why did you post such a misleading picture?" I grumbled.
Seriously, if I misunderstood, how could others not?
Brad explained, "I just wanted to tell you that as long as you haven't found someone you love, I'll wait for you. No matter how long it takes, I'll wait, as long as that person is you. I didn't expect it to cause a misunderstanding. It's my fault for the way I did it. I'll change in the future."
'Is there anything more touching than this?' I thought.
I felt like, as a love idiot, my days of falling for Brad were not far off.
After finishing a plate of sandwiches, I started wondering, 'Is this really Brad's first time in a relationship? His tactics seem too seasoned.'
After breakfast, I went to the dorm to get the books I needed for class.
When I opened the door, I saw three women from my class crowded on my bed, excitedly discussing something, while Mindy leaned against the headboard, listening to music with her headphones on and ignoring the madness on my bed.
Seeing me enter, they collectively pounced on me, pulled me in, and pressed me into a chair, holding a phone up to my face.
They were as excited as if they had won a five-million-dollar jackpot.
"Jane, you're on the news."
I glanced at it; it was the school's internal forum, with my name firmly in the top spot.
[Jane's New Boyfriend Breaks Countless Hearts]
[Brad's Found Someone Special, Seen Personally Picking Flowers]
[NCU's Most Compatible Couple Emerges – Come and See]
For the first time in my life, I experienced the overwhelming power of the internet.
The photo was taken when he handed me the flowers this morning, with him looking down, eyes gentle, and me looking up, gazing at him affectionately.
"The photo angle is pretty good, but I remember keeping my head down. Did we really look at each other? I don't remember." I scratched my head, unable to recall what I looked like when I looked up.
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