It was raining. It was cold. The sleeve of my shirt sticking to my skin, my flats wet and ***** from the mud and rain.

Suddenly, the rain stopped pouring down on me and a shadow loomed over me. I looked up, I saw him.

He was the one who shield me, rather than shielding himself. Held me so close, just so I wouldn't get wet. We laughed at how ridiculous we look as people stare at us. Cramped together under the small pink umbrella; our shoulders touching, our hands touched slightly.

If I knew what he had thought at that moment,
I wouldn't know what I'd do.

{ E.I }