Travis' POV

"Where are we going?" I asked because we were in a hurry. One that Carlos drives.

"Just shut up and follow me!" He snapped, not harshly but excitedly.

We made for the stairs and then to his room.

"What's going on—" He shuts the door and pins me upon it, before I could even ask.

His hands held mine upon the wall.

I swallowed, looking directly into his burning eyes.

His breath was burning hot. I could feel it over mine.

He was so close that our noses touched.

I gasped in panic and gently.

Something's wrong…

I'm not pushing him away. I don't flinch.

I just stand...