The Boy Next Door

Chapter Eight: Why now?

The days of the exams passed quickly, and they were uneventful in terms of anything involving the somewhat growing relationship between Jason and I. Before I knew it, it was already Friday, we finished our last exam earlier today and now we're currently on our way back to our apartments.

       "I need to get something in my room. Drop your stuff in your apartment. I'll meet you outside your door. I have somewhere to bring you," Jason says to me with a smile as he enters his apartment.

      "Okay?" I say out loud to no one in particular as I dug out the keys to my apartment. I did as he said and dropped by bag. I left a note to Miranda saying that I would be out with Jason.

      "Let's go?" I say to Jason as I lock the door. "Why are we actually going outside again? I was looking forward to reading this book to celebrate end of exams. Oh and what's with the basket?"

       "We have a date remember? And that's a surprise," He replies with a chuckle. As he says this he leads me to the stairs.

      "We do? I don't particularly remember" I say teasingly hoping that he wouldn't notice my cheeks starting to blush.

      "Yup, we do." He replies while grinning at me.

Damn it why does he look so damn cute when he smiles like that.

We climb all the way up to the roof. He opens the door for me and I see that roof is set up with fairy lights. Did he really do this for me?

      "Well, don't just stand there. Come on," Jason says waving me over to the area where he placed pillows and blankets.

      "When did you do all of this?" I ask in awe.

      "I did it this morning, Jude just made sure everything was perfect as I left it this morning."

He invites me to lay in the makeshift bed and I do. This is actually very comfy. It's actually a bit cold but I think I'll manage. Or maybe not, but I'll try.

      "Here," he says as he takes off his sweater and hands it to me. I wear it with slight hesitation. It is literally one of the comfiest things in the world, cause it's too big for me and not to mention the fact that it also smells like him.

      "Thanks," I mumble as I blush. He doesn't seem to be affected by the wind, or maybe it's just because I get cold easily. "So what was that thing that you were supposed to tell me?" I ask only now remembering our conversation at the start of the week.

       "I'll tell you that in awhile. First, let's eat!" He says to me with one of his smiles. He brings out some Chinese takeout from the basket, making me laugh inwardly. How authentic of him.

He hands me a carton and we both dig in. We keep light conversation as we eat and stare at the view in front of us.

      "I can't delay this any further, can I?" He asks as he puts away our now empty take out cartons. What is he so nervous for?

       "No, you can't," I say, truly curious about what he has to say but at the same time a bit teasingly to hide my curiosity but I keep my focus on the view instead of him.

      "Okay then. Here it goes. Celia, I like you. As in more than a friend. I always have."

My head immediately snaps to his direction. 

      "No you don't. You're lying to me.This so isn't funny. I didn't think that you would be cruel enough to do this." I say in a straight face, as I start to stand up.

      "Celia, listen to me. It's the truth. Please believe me." he says standing up and staring directly at me.

 I look in to his eyes and surprisingly I see his sincerity. 

      "I just wanted to tell you this. I know that you probably don't like me back. I just wanted you to know."

      "I don't think you understand the difference between us. You're the popular guy and I'm the nobody. Things would never work. You should just make the sensible choice, and pick one of those popular girls who would fit your image, and forget all about me. I'm not worth your time."

I say while walking out.

When I got out of the door, I immediately start running to my apartment, and straight for my room, when I noticed I was tearing up.

      "Why, when we were just getting close again. I'm happy, I mean he likes me. But I mean it's me, it's just impossible, I can't be with him, he's Jason, the popular one and I'm just me, a nobody. Ugh, why the fuck did this happen now? Why, when I just admitted to myself, that I fell for him. I mean I know, I wished for his feelings to be the same and all but I honestly thought it would never happen. I never thought that he felt that way, I never even thought he could feel that way. I just can't believe it."

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AUTHOR'S NOTE

       Hey! So yeah, here it is. This was actually the only chapter I had on hold, hope you enjoyed it. I know Celia's last statement was pretty everywhere, but I just wanted to show that her thoughts are really just everywhere, plus it's the first time I didn't have anyone help me in editing it, I'm sorry about that, I promise to work on my English though.

It might also take me a while to get another chapter up with the holidays coming up and all, and but once I get the copies or just restart and start from scratch haha.

Anyway, once I get the time to start editing, I will. Thank you again for supporting me it means a lot. 

Stay happy!!!  

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