•Chapter 7• | Together |

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together, together it was us. i guess we were finally both happy, considering the place we were in. i was still asleep dozed off covered in cozy blankets and pillows secured by his warm soft muscles. and i finally felt... fine. for once in my entire life i didn't feel like shit. i actually felt okay, he makes me okay.

i was taking in the warm vanilla smell through my nose consuming my lungs with a warm sensation covering my back and face. his fingers were hot and smooth rubbing along my back soothing my sleep away as i slowly awoke to the sun and me being wrapped in his arms. it was relaxing. all my worries washed away when i was with him and it made me feel so much better. as i started getting used to the light in my room and the sleepiness i was having, i tilted my head off his chest and lifted my eyes to meet his gaze.

he rubbed his hand in my short brown hair brushing away the few brown locks covering my face. "g'morning sleepy head. glad to see sleeping beauties awake." he says softly with a smile. i lean into his hand resting my eyes closed, giggling stupidly saying "good morning to you too dork." we both are smiling at each other holding one another tight. we lay like that for awhile tangled in each other before slowly waking up for school.

i had woken up earlier than usual so we had a minute or so to appreciate each other before we had to leave out into the cold to suffer though 7 hours of hell. neither of us liked school that much, plus we couldn't see one another all day like we wanted. i guess we had to make the most of each other before we have to go to class. we headed out to the car after having breakfast and getting ready. we got in the car and after a laugh filled 15 minute car ride to school with his hand in mine the whole way there, we finally arrived in the middle of the parking lot parking in a quick motion.

i was nervous what people would do or how people would look at me considering it was pretty obvious we were... what- are we? i think we're dating? i honestly wasn't sure but i liked how we were. no labels and we just liked each other. each other's presence. he turned off the ignition and opened the door which i didn't notice because of the nerves getting to my head, he got out of the car opening the passenger side door and helping me out. he noticed my nerves pretty quickly, so he grabbed my hand giving it a quick squeeze of reassurance before closing the door behind us.

i could see the staring from a mile away. people were staring at me for once in my life. i was never the center of attention so this was all very overwhelming. i mean some new low life with his hands wrapped in the hottest guy in schools. who wouldn't stare? "clay.. people are looking?.." i say in discomfort and a little embarrassment. i was nervous looking at the many people who were staring. "let them." is all he replies with. his reaction made me feel a little better than where i was before. it gave me hope and happiness. he didn't care about what others thought, so why should i?

we entered the building together hand in hand heading right to math class. we sat down and basically just paid attention to each other the whole hour the teacher was explaining the new concept. i didn't mind and he didn't either. we were all that mattered and we were both fine with that. eventually class ended and we had to depart despise how much we wanted to.

english rolled around, a class i sooner grew to hate. when i came into class i got the same stares from the many people in class as before leaving me a embarrassed and a annoyed mess. i flopped down into my chair covering my face with my hoodie trying to prey the class would go by quickly. unfortunately jack made that obviously impossible.

"so you and clay huh?" he says with disgust flowing through his voice. i didn't like his tone nor wanted to speak to him anyways, so i quickly snapped back "yea? what's it to you?" he was taken a back only the slightest. i could only tell he was surprised by his change in breath flow. he slightly rolls his eyes and huffs out a breath before stuttering, "i'm gone be honest i- i don't like it. he looks at you like.." i was taken aback even more annoyed then before shouting a little louder than before. "like what jack? go. tell me." i spill out. he widens his eyes and looks down with a hurt and annoyed glance. "like you're.... dinner." i looked up at him in unbelief and was taken by surprise at what he said and honestly i was having enough of him. eventually i snapped.

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