He looks at her when she asks what it smelt like to him. â€œWell I canâ€™t exactly explain the smellâ€¦itâ€™s sorta a musty sweet smell.â€ Is all he says and the listens to what she says. His eyes widen a bit and then they go back to normal. â€œI did what?â€ he snaps.  â€œWell you know I didnâ€™t mean those things right?â€ he asks. Of course he was lying, what he had said last night was true. â€œI didnâ€™t mean to kiss you.â€ He says. But the truth is, he actually wanted to kiss her again. Her scent was driving him crazy, so he takes a step back and then goes over and sits on the bed. He grabs the remote and begins to flip throug the channels pretending to ignore her. He was only doing this cause he was afraid that he was going to hurt her. He then looks at her, it was getting to over whelming for him. â€œIâ€™ll be back, I just need some air.â€ He says and leaves the room. Within a half and hour he comes back, but of course keeps his distance from her. He was leaning against one of the walls. Then he looks at her, â€œAbout me wrapping my arms around youâ€¦even though I was asleepâ€¦it feltâ€¦it felt right for some reasonâ€¦â€ he says, actually admitting what he was feeling.<br/><br/>Then he doesnâ€™t look at her, he began to focus on the faded carpet of the room. He was afraid of what she might say or think about what he just said. This showed his insecruity that he had towards himself and why he didnâ€™t like getting close to others. â€œSorryâ€¦Iâ€¦did meanâ€¦toâ€¦â€ he says as he continues to look at the floor.