Natasha.

I looked at his hands and I saw him holding my books. He really helped me get them.

I smiled and I opened the door, stepping aside so he could come in. He walked in and and he dropped the books on my bed.

"Thank you so much," I smiled, but his face didn't even move a bit.

He brought out a cellphone from his pocket and I looked at it closely to see that it was my cellphone.

He handed me the cellphone and as I grabbed it, he wouldn't let it go. I looked up at him, confused.

"Next time, don't call my name out like that...