Love Misunderstood

It's been two weeks since working on this project, apart from me not murdering Megan yet its going great. We are just finishing up for the day, and I have noticed Jason is acting more nervous than usual. He kept fiddling with his pen and avoiding eye contact from all of us, particularly Millie. I think he really likes her. It's sweet that he blushes when she gives him a compliment mentioning him being smart or that she likes his glasses. I gather up my stuff and start to head to the door, and someone grabs my arm. I look to my left over my shoulder and notice it is Jason. I wonder what he wants.

He doesn't start talking to me until the others have left; then he opens his mouth, and I can tell whatever it is is bothering him a lot.

"Hey, I know we only talk during the class and the project, but I was wondering if you could—never mind."

"Wait a second, you can tell me if you want." He looks at me and then past me at something, but he just looks back at me again more confidently.

"I was wondering if you would help me get to know Millie more; every time I look at her, I almost forget where I am. I don't know much about her, and I thought that maybe... I don't know; help me learn things about her." He kept looking down at his shoes and rubbing the carpet with them to distract him from looking at me.

That was incredibly sweet of him to ask me about her. I tried not to act all lovey-dovey with his situation, but I did let him know that I knew quite a bit about her as she was pretty popular but not the bitchy kind, unlike some people.

"Since we don't have to do the project tomorrow, would you consider meeting me at the café down the road to show me what she likes?"

"Of course. I'd love to help you out. Do you think she likes you back?" As our conversation progresses, we start walking towards the exit. I can tell he has calmed down a lot since then.

He blushes. "I have seen her look at me when she is with her friends, and I've heard my name once or twice when walking near them."

"That's a good start. What time do you want to meet tomorrow?"

"What time do you finish?" Jason asks, looking at me.

"Three."

"Oh, good, me too. I guess we could meet at the entrance at the gate?" He looks at me hopeful. I nodded in return to him. He looks behind me at something again, and just as I am about to turn around to see it, he speaks again.

"Could you do me a favour and not tell anyone? Nobody knows I like her, and I would like this to stay between us."

"Of course, but why are you telling me this? I mean, Caden can help you; he is also a guy. So why me?" He ponders the thought for a second before answering me, and then he finally speaks after a few seconds.

"I want what you and Caden have." Now this takes me by surprise; we haven't even confirmed to each other if we are in a relationship or not. Caden looks at me. Then I am brought back to my mind when Jason continues. "I look at Millie the way Caden looks at you, like there is nobody else in the room they would rather be looking at or being with."

"I'm sure Caden doesn't do that," I say confidently.

"Maybe you were doing something and never caught him in the act; it's clear whatever he feels for you is real. Today, when I was thinking of asking you about Millie, I looked at you for a second, and when I looked to your left, I saw Caden's face; he looked like he would gladly punch my lights out for looking at his girl," I am quick to interject.

"We aren't dating; I am not his girl,"

Yet. With hope in my mind.

I look back, and Jason's face is priceless.