---Craig's pov---

He's not avoiding me? Does he really think I will believe that?

"You're not avoiding me? Really?" I ask staring at him as he squirms trying to get away from me.

"N-No..." He says hesitantly.

"Really? Okay, so why are you eating out here instead of the cafeteria with us? Why do you always walk to and from school, instead of riding the bus? You're obviously avoiding me, or at least someone in our group," I said staring at his eyes, which were currently on any spot that wasn't me.

He clears his throat and twitches and shakes a little more, then he starts laughing nervously, "I-I-I'm not a-avoiding anyone! Th-That's ridiculous!" He says his laughter getting more strangled and forced as he continues.

I sigh and bring my face closer to his, to the point where our noses touch.

He jumps and his eyes shoot to mine at the contact.

"W-What are y-you doing?!" He shouts and his eyes grow even wider.

"Whatever I want," I state leaning in even closer and connecting our lips together.

When I do, he squeaks loudly, but clamps his mouth shut again, placing his hands on to my shoulders.