How my life changed

Chapter 9

Hiccup's P.o.v.

Classes just had ended and I was on my way back home. The line was still on my shirt. I still had no idea how I should get it out or how I could even explain it to Pitch. So I get myself ready for the worst that could happen when I unlocked our front door and peeked in. It was quiet. Does that mean Pitch is still asleep? Quietly, I walked in the apartment and closed the door behind me. Still, no sound. I walked to our kitchen and still heard nothing, the kitchen was also empty. I put my bag down on one of the kitchen chairs and walked to the bedroom. Pitch was still sleeping on the floor and I had to suppress a laugh when I remembered that he actually always had problems with his back. I'm sure he will have fun with that when he wakes up. Quickly and quietly, I took a new shirt out of the closet and walked back out of the bedroom. I changed my clothes in the bathroom and threw my old shirt immediately into the laundry basket. Things like this are burned in my brain since I got beaten for the smallest things. I would never forget anything like that ever again. I made my way back to the kitchen and looked around. I sure was hungry... I could try to cook something, even when I am not the best in it. Noodles should work somehow.

I knelt down in front of the closet and looked for a fitting pot. We rarely cook. Mostly only canned food for me and pitch orders himself something. I still don't know how he earns his money, but apparently it's a lot.

When I finally found the right pot I smiled and grabbed it and stood up. Unfortunately a little too fast and I hit my head. "Owww...", I mumbled quietly to myself, rubbing my head.

I heard some noises in the bedroom. Probably the loud noise must have wakened him up. But that wouldn't be so much of a problem. He would still have a strong hangover and also normally doesn't mind if I would cook something. As long as I wouldn't burn the kitchen down.

While I was boiling some water, I heard how the bedroom door opened and a grumbling Pitch walked to the bathroom.

Note to myself: Thank Toothianna next time when you see her.

I put the noodles into the pot and waited. While I was waiting Pitch came in the kitchen and took a glass water and swallowed a few headache pills. I wonder if that is healthy? I hope not.

"What are you doing?", grumbled Pitch and took another sip of the water.

"I'm cooking noodles."

"Good boy.", Pitch said and walked back to the bedroom. Probably to change his clothes. But he kept holding his back with one hand which made me giggle. Luckily, he didn't hear me.

When the food was ready, I put it on two plates and put them on the table. Pitch was now back and sat down at his seat. I gave him a glass of water and finally sat down in my place.

We ate in silence until Pitch interrupted it.

"By the way, I am not here over the weekend. Some job thing, don't ask. I hope you know what that means? Stay here all the time in the house, talk to no one and take care of this apartment."

My eyes widened a little but I tried to stay calm.

"T-The whole weekend?"

"Are you now deaf too? Yes, the whole weekend."

"O-Okay...", I said, staring at my food. But that means... I could go to Jack at the weekend! I could immediately feel how a warm feeling spread in my stomach. This day seemed to not be as bad as I had thought. I just had to somehow pass the time until Friday...

We finished the meal and Pitch went back to the bedroom. He probably wants to sleep over his hangover. I shrugged and cleared the table. At least Pitch doesn't bother me like this. After I washed and dried the dishes I put everything back into its place. Then I took a new glass and filled it with water. I took a sip and looked around. I have to take care that Pitch doesn't notice that I am happy about him leaving over the weekend. He would suspect something too fast. I put my glass down and went into the bathroom and took care of the laundry. After that, I took care of a few other small tasks and smiled with satisfaction as I finished everything. At least the apartment is now clean. I took my bag and sat down at the table in the living room and took care of my schoolwork. But my thoughts were interrupted every five minutes. By Jack. Or more by the thought that I could spend time with Jack at the weekend. Maybe he was the one who could help me get out of my whole situation...? I hope so. But I don't care how it will end, I just cared how happy I was at the moment. I wasn't happy for such a long time now. The last time I was happy... that was a few years ago when Pitch wasn't here for two weeks because something from his job. These two weeks have been really great. But this happiness is different...

I shook my head and tried to concentrate on my homework. Usually I had to pretend that I would need a lot of time for my homework because Pitch wanted me to be busy for at least three hours. But this time, I didn't even do that. Jack distracted me so much that I still wasn't finished after four hours.

"Are you still not finished, Hiccup?", Pitch asked annoyed. He was sitting a bit away from me and watching TV.

"I've just finished.", I lied and packed my things together. It seriously didn't interest me if I was ready or not. I just wanted to finally be able to go to bed so it would be tomorrow quickly and I could talk to Jack. But I have to hold myself back. Even if this is a great opportunity, I shouldn't frighten Jack. And Pitch is not allowed to find out.

"Well, then go to sleep now.", commanded Pitch without even looking away from the TV. I nodded and walked quickly in the bedroom and changed to my sleeping clothes. A plain white shirt and some boxers. Then I layed down on the hard bed frame and groaned quietly. "Come on Hiccup, you will do it. Somehow...", I whispered to myself and closed my eyes.

The next day I could't wait to have math. One of my classes I had with Jack and I would even sit next to him and could talk to him! I sat down on my seat and excitedly looked around. Snotlout just came in but was immediately stopped by someone. Jack....? The two talked about something and Jack even smiled. I could literally feel the jealousy build up in me. What did he want from Snotlout? Why am I even jealous because of snotlout? I know that Jack isn't even into guys... But maybe I can get him as a friend. But not if he is friends with Snotlout. That would make it impossible for me to talk with Jack.

Snotlout nodded and went to his seat while Jack looked directly at me and walked to me. I blushed a little and quickly looked back down at my hands. Why has Jack to look so good...? Practically every girl and even some boys are laying at his feet. I mean... I do that too somehow...

He sat down beside me and took his stuff out. I watched him a little from the corner of my eyes and was waiting for the right moment to talk to him. But just as the moment was good and I wanted to talk to him, the teacher came into the room. I sighed and looked at my hands and then at my papers.

That's it! I smiled and tore off a small piece of my paper and began to write on it.

"Hey Jack. I'm sorry that I was so mean to you lately. You really aren't the reason for it, so don't worry. And if you want we could work on the project together. We could go to you at the weekend, I have time. :)"

I folded the small piece of paper and shoved it to Jack without anyone noticing.

He looked at me confused and then he looked at the paper. He took it, opened it and read it. I excitedly watched as he read it but then looked back to the teacher when he started to write something on another paper. After a short time, Jack pushed another piece of paper to me and I took it. Slowly, I opened it and read it.

"Hey Hiccup. :) Of course, we can work on the project over the weekend. I'm glad it's not my fault you ignored me. I almost thought I did something wrong ^^ I'm waiting in front of the school on for you on Friday. Then we can go to my place :)"

I smiled and nodded to Jack who also smiled at me.

Only a few days to survive Hiccup! Then you can be with Jack and... be his friend...