Chapter 20 It Was Terribly Fucked Up

• I looked at him, feeling conscious of his gaze. I laughed it off awkwardly and sat straight up, sipping on my wine. "What are you even looking at?" I said, biting my lips, forcing the smile off. "That's so cliche." I added, rolling my eyes. 
• Me, as beautiful as the stars? He can't be serious. But then again, I was praised for my looks now and even back then, so I can't really blame him.
• I stared back again at the stars as he chuckled at my remark. "You do look beautiful though." He said, and grabbed his can of beer, playing with it on his palms before sexily sipping on it.