Be My First 2 - Together Forever

Chapter 42 - Morning

Jack's POV:

I rubbed my eye, waking up. After an overwhelming wave of deja vu, I widened my eyes in panic. Paige was right next to me.

It was a dream?

I held my hand over my heart, feeling like I'd lost a whole day. I got out of the bed and went to my phone on the nightstand.

Sure enough, it was the same day. 10:30am. My horrible dream was nothing but a nightmare.

I heard Paige move around. She poked her head up.

"What are you doing?" She groaned.

"You're okay right? Nothing happened?" I asked.

"What?" She squinted at me.

"Were you like, kidnapped?"

"Um, no? Are you okay?

I smiled. "I'm fine, I just had like a horribly vivid dream about you being gone."

"Oh, well I didn't leave. It's all good." She grinned.

I smiled at how tired she looked. I set my phone back down and walked back over to the bed.

Paige's POV:

"What?" I said. He hovered over me with a dumb grin on his face.

"Nothin." He shrugged. After saying that, he slowly began to fall on me. He plopped down on the fluffy comforter, squashing on top of my body.

"Jack!" I laughed, trying to escape my arms from underneath him. He rolled over.

"What would you do if you lost me?" He asked, staring at the ceiling.

"Um.. I really don't know. I'm basically always with you." I said.

"Yeah, but how would you even react to losing me? What if I broke up with you?"

My heart dropped. "You're breaking up with me?"

He chuckled. "No! No. I just want to know what you'd do."

"Don't even make me think about it! I'd go crazy, for real. I'd probably- I don't even know."

"You'd probably what?" He looked at me.

"I'd probably cry for a really long time."

"You'd cry? That's it?"

"What do you want me to do? Jump off of a cliff?"

He laughed again. "No. I was just curious."

"Yeah, I really don't know. It'd be bad, that's what I do know. Well.. What about you? What would you do if you lost me?"

He shook his head. "I'd die."

"You wouldn't even cry?" I giggled.

"Oh god." He playfully rolled his eyes.

I'd die if I lost him too, but I hate being sappy and honest about what I'm feeling. It makes me feel too vulnerable to him, and I don't like that. He's superior, or at least that's what I've always thought. So I always try to put myself far ahead rather than far behind.

I heard Kenny talking to Sam.

"They're up." Jack stated.

I climbed out of the bed and opened the door, walking through the hall and into their room.

"Whassup." Sammy nodded at me.

"Where's Jack?" Kenny asked.

I glanced at Jack J on the giant beanbag, still passed out.

"Bro, is that even a question? He's in Paige's room." Sammy grinned.

"No he isn't." I said.

"Oh, where is he?" Sammy looked confused.

"Nahh, he's in my room." I giggled.

"Keep that bed... In shape..." Kenny said.

"What?" I smiled.

"Don't.. Like.. Mess it up."

I covered my face for a moment as Sammy began to laugh.

"He came in there to sleep, if I must remind you." I shook my head, blushing.

Kenny laughed. "I didn't say anything! I'm just saying. Don't break it, or do some weird stuff."

Sammy began laughing even louder, and so did I. I turned my head away and looked at Jack, who was walking into the room.

"What?" Jack grinned at Sammy slapping his knee.

"Nothing." I covered my face.

Kenny laughed. "I was just making sure that the bed in there isn't in rough shape from you two 'sleeping.'"

Jack furrowed his eyebrows. "Yeah bro, I sleep like a maniac, it's probably snapped in a couple places. Sorry." He said sarcastically.

Jack J stretched, making a high-pitched sound that sounded like a baby dinasour giving birth.

I laughed. "Good morning, my beautiful tyrannosaurus rex."

He grinned. "Ah, another day of boarding. Divine." He said in a British accent.

"Ah, yes. Wonderful." Jack said in the same accent.

"Yo. We're talkin' pancakes. Cheryl is like Martha Stewart, she makes the world's best pancakes." Kenny said.

"We're talkin' pancakes baby." Sammy motioned his arms and said in a weird voice.

"Like, the best pancakes baby." Kenny said it in the same weird voice as Sammy.

Jack, Jack J, and I, all laughed. Pancakes did sound good.

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This is just a little side note that I'll be taking off soon:

I thought about it a lot and making the whole thing a dream was easier! I wrote out something different and it just really made things horribly complicated, so I had to change it up. Hopefully you guys are okay with that. I have a lot of editing to do in the first book, as well as this one, so I still do slip up sometimes and change things around. No worries. Thanks :)