𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃 𝐍𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐄 had woken me up from out of my sleep, and I'm glad it did. At first, I stayed attached to the source of the heat, and thought nothing of it. But then I realized, I was attached to heat.
I mentally facepalmed myself, realizing that I had fallen asleep and was SLEEPING on Jackson.
After quickly coming to the realization, I glanced to my right for confirmation. And sure enough he was sitting there, staring at me.
I looked around the room to see if anyone else saw the whole thing only to see no one else in the room. I checked my phone to see what was going on, only to notice... 'Oh my god, school is over.' Thirty minutes well over.
"I-uh... sorry," I stumbled over my words as I hurriedly packed up my stuff as he was picked up his phone from the floor.
I have to get the fuck outta here before things could get anymore awkward. And I desperately needed to go home. Every time I come to school, the more stressed I get. And every time we were together, something weird has always has to happen.
I scurried to the door, feeling him grab my wrist to put a halt to my fleeing. I snatched it back not liking the electric shock I got every time he touched me. I feel kinda bad since he looked a little sad... just kinda.
"...I'm hosting a party at the pack house this weekend... you should come." I couldn't help but to look at him like he was crazy. Like why the fuck is he telling me this? I thought he hated me.
But since this was making me inexplicably uncomfortable, I just spouted out an answer so I could do what I do best and run away.
". . . I'll think about it. But I have to go." I scurried off, not once looking back. I knew damn well I didn't have anywhere to be, but he doesn't need to know that.
So many things were running through my mind that were mainly questions. Like why would he stay with me until 2:30 in the afternoon when he could've just left like everyone else? And what the fuck was that even about?! But most importantly... why was he being so nice? I shuddered a bit, feeling like this was a test of some sort or even a trap if you will.
