Same Mistakes - Jace Norman

Chapter 8

A/n : I feel so so so bad I haven't been updating regularly. I'm so sorry! I know I shouldn't be making up excuses. All star cheer has been taking up my time these days. And also school and it's hard keeping up. I am trying to focus on my work and what's going to help me on the long run. Yes, this fandom is important to me, but there are certain times in life where I just have to step back. I'm so so so sorry and I'll update as much as I can 💘💘 ALSO, TYSFM FOR 1 K READS OMG ILY.

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What have I done. I quietly thought to myself. I love Jace, as a brother. I shouldn't be dating him. What am I even doing ?

I paced back and forth in my room. I didn't want to hurt him. But I have no choice. I don't want to date him , never in my life. Hard to believe that I am right now.

Yes, I felt the tension when he kissed me. And sure, I want that feeling every day. But it's just too awkward. At least for me.

Jace tweeted this last night : after 7 years, you finally realized that I was the one for you.

No. No I didn't though. How am I going to explain this to him? His fans have already started rumors about who the mysterious girl is. Maybe I can tweak the truth and tell him that I just don't want this drama.

But I'm going to hurt him so much. And it's going to break my heart to see him upset. After all, we just got back from being in a huge fight. I don't want to lose him again.

My mind is spinning with confusion. I need to do what's right. But I don't want to hurt him.

I need to call him. I opened my contacts and clicked on Jace's name. This was my last and final chance. If I hit the call button, we're done. I might tremendously hurt him, but I need to think about myself also. But, I love the feeling I get when I'm with him. His love and compassion. I feel safe.

I hesitated and dropped my phone. I just can't do this. I pulled my hair, trying to relieve stress.

I curled up in my bed and closed my eyes. Before I even knew it, I had fallen asleep.

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The death alarm woke me up at 6 am for school. I trudged out of bed to go shower.

After I wrapped a towel around my head, I got dressed. With a plain white and flowy t-shirt from Abercrombie and army green shorts from Abercrombie as well. I threw on some stud earrings as well as a silver necklace.

I went down my stairs to go eat breakfast.

"Hey honey!" My mom tiredly said to me. She was trying to be enthusiastic, but that doesn't really work that well at 7 am.

I walked into my kitchen and took a long glance at it. It is truly gorgeous if you ask me. My parents own their own business. My dads a builder and my mom, a renovator and a house designer. We built our own house with a couple of quick supplies and a bunch of dads building buddies. And boy, my parents made it everything they have ever wanted. My mom designs the house in anyway she can. Our living room gets changed every season. Changing the couches for a more warmer feel during the winter, or spicing up our curtains, mom does it all.

I opened my pantry door. Out of the many choices, I just decided on flavored oatmeal. Peaches and creme.

I quickly finished eating and ran up stairs to finish my hair and makeup . My hair was pretty much dry by then. I let down my long, straight brown hair. It flowed down to half of my rib cage. I heated my curling iron up and got my make up ready.

Today I went for a natural and simple look. I started with concealing some of my blemishes. My under eye circles and an acne scar on my forehead. Then I used bb cream and foundation to start the base of my makeup. I applied my urban decay naked palate and started to wave my hair.

While curling my hair, I thought of the time that Jace told me I looked pretty with curly hair. That's the day I started continuously curled my hair , mostly every day.

Looking at the time, I ran downstairs to get to school.