“You like me, admit it.”
Lex glanced around, checking if anyone was listening. He hid his face in his locker. “I can’t do this now.”
“Well, you have to. I’m not waiting for you any longer. I’m not going to keep pretending this isn’t happening.”
A hand gripped Lex on the shoulder and pulled him back from the safety of his metal box. Shaking it off, Lex met his tormentor’s gaze. Those blue eyes, so clear he thought he might drown in them, were clouded with sadness. His gut clenched in fear.
“Tell me, Lex.”
Lex sucked in a deep breath. Gripping David’s shoulders he smiled. “I like you too.”