Asleep {Kiani} -Book 1-

Dream?

"Come on silly. What happened?" I had now made my way over next to him.

"You'll laugh" he mumbled

"No I won't!" I defended

"I was scared, I didn't know where I was and you weren't there.. I thought you hated me and left.." He hid his face more

Did he really miss me that much... That's faltering actually...

"Aww! It's okay. You are in a new place. You probably are just a little homesick. I smiled and hugged him. He hugged me back.

"I got the guest room set up, we kinda fell asleep before food, so you hungry?" I ask

He nods and so we walk into my kitchen.

"Is cereal okay?" I continue

Will nods again. I pour him and I a bowl and get out the milk.

"Hey, for real, it's okay" I reassure him and give him a big smile.

He smiles back and we quickly eat up our 'dinner'. I show him to the guest room afterwards and help him get his things from the car.

"Thanks buddy." He says and takes his bag from me.

"No problem, I think I'm going to go to bed. See you tomorrow. I'm glad you are here though" I yawn.

I get very tired very easily.

"Okay, goodnight, and I'm glad I'm here too!" He laughs a little.

I walk to my room and lay on the bed for a few, just looking up at the ceiling. I'm glad we have gotten so close as friends. I really do care about him, friends or more than that, and I always will.

*Will's POV*

"I- l like you Jordan.." I told him.

We were curled up on his couch just mindlessly looking at our phones and some reason I just felt like spitting that out.

"What? You like me? You fucking gay freak!" He immediately spat out

He stood up and pushed me away from him.

"J-J-Jordan I'm sorry, please don't hate me..." I felt myself began to cry.

I felt a sharp pain on my cheek and I knew he had slapped me.

"Get out of my house you faggot!"

I felt my body sit up roughly pulling me out of that nightmare- no hell. I noticed two things I was crying in real life and Jordan was missing from the couch. I pulled my feet close to my chest and hid my face.

"Jordan!" I yelled out.

I didn't know if it was that dream me doing that or the real me. I heard footsteps quickly run to me. He asked me to tell him what had happened. I couldn't stop thinking that he would hate me for anything I did. I finally told him a half truth and he said it was fine and I was just probably homesickness... No I just kinda like you and I'm terrified you will hate me for it...

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AN.
It hurts me to write words like that :/ I have to always hear them from school and it makes me sick.

Did you really think I was making Jordan an asshole? Haha no he's very nice and sweet, just as always.
-also I know I may suck at spelling and grammar and even writing but it's something I enjoy so yeah... Hehe