serotonin

chapter twelve

dear cass,
how many bfs
do you have now?
17?
-lauren

dear paulina,
HARRY'S HOUSE
SLAYED
-lauren

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unknown : 'here'

i walked over to the door and opened it to find jack walking up the porch steps. it was pouring rain and it looked as if jack had been standing outside in it for ages "sorry, i came as fast as i could"

"coach rough at practice?" i cleared my throat after asking, letting him inside. no one was home and i was quite thankful for that. cass was at emma's for the night, dad was out with laura at the movies. suddenly because he's got a girlfriend he now doesn't have any 'after work meetings' which i find actually insane.

"no, i had to run it..." his voice was shaky "god it was awful, i really don't know how you do it"

"did" i corrected him. he nodded in acknowledgment in toed off his shoes. his hair was wet but not from the rain. he took off the hood of his head and hung the coat on the hook, his back thrown onto the floor next to his shoes. "how do you think you did?"

"i took your advice but i really struggled" he said honestly. i could tell by the way his eyes made contact with the floor. for the past week and a bit he's been teaching me how to do math and i've been giving advice on how to be comfortable with being captain "i tried though"

"that's good" i leaned against the wall watching him shiver "you want warmer clothes or something? you're drenched" i noted. jack nodded and he followed me upstairs to my room. he didn't come fully into my room though, he just leaned against the doorway as i looked for clothing.

we were roughly the same size, he was an inch or two taller than me but it's not like my clothes would be skin tight on him. i pulled out some grey sweats and moved on over to my closet. just behind the door held my uniforms for school but i ignored those and let my eyes wandered through my hoodies. i picked out my black champion one and walked back over to jack "here"

"you're the best" he mumbled, taking the clothes. i just gave him a smile before turning around to grab my maths homework "you don't mind if i change here do you?"

"you seriously asking me that question?'

"well i just..." panic crossed his eyes and i immediately spoke "jack we shared a locker room for like two weeks. actually we still do for gym. it's fine" he still looked a bit worried but he just nodded and pulled off his hoodie then shirt. i never actually saw him shirtless accept for quick glaces in the locker room when all the boys were talking and bantering about the practices or games.

he kicked off his wet jeans and through them onto the floor next to his other wet clothes. i grabbed hold of my book and pencil before letting my eyes land on his body. he was only in his boxers and i found myself scanning his body. this boy had absolutely no imperfections. he had a soft six pack and his muscles were toned but not too harshly. my eyes stayed on his body while his pulled on my sweats.

he turned his head and smirked "like what you see?" i shook my head and felt that new sensation that i really didn't enjoy come back "you wish" was all i mustered out before walking towards my door. he already put on the black hoodie before i even made it out the door but he was still smirking. even with my back to him i still felt it.

i walked down the stairs, hearing jack follow me. he went the opposite direction of me to grab his bag then rejoined me in the living room. i was sat on the end of the couch and jack sat down right next to me, our legs two inches apart "right, so this test of yours"