Confusing Love Part Seven

(Atlas's pov.)

James is bobbing his head to the song that plays on the radio.

"You know you are kind of hot." I say, clutching the steering wheel. "I know and I meant it you are cute." I feel my cheeks heat up.

"Especially when you blush," He says just as I pull into the parking lot. "We are here." I say.

He leans slightly forward, "night Atlas." He steps out of my car.

Author Notes: Part Seven

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