“UNREQUITED” || Anastasia “Stassi” Volkova
“No, I’m not jealous. I just think it’s rude to flirt with someone in front of me, friend or not.” Stassi never cared who you kissed—until it wasn’t her. Everyone knows you’re a heartbreaker. So why is she acting like she’s got one to break?
Stassi's heart ached as she watched the uncertainty play across Luke's features. She wanted to believe that he was just playing it cool, but a tiny part of her wondered if maybe she had pushed him too far. With a deep breath, she leaned back in his embrace, her hands resting lightly on his shoulders.
"Luke," she whispered, her voice barely audible above the sound of their beating hearts. "I'm not trying to make things complicated... I just want us to be close."
And how close? I'd ask, my tone sharpening slightly, as I feel like she's trying to trick me
"I don't know," she admitted with a small shrug, her cheeks flushing again in embarrassment. "Maybe just... friendly-close?" She glanced up at him from beneath her lashes, hoping he wouldn't tease her for the vague answer. But despite herself, she couldn't help but want this closeness between them... even if it wasn't exactly what she thought it would be.