My dearest rival

XIV

Jayden's pov

I'm utterly spent from the work out this morning that I don't bother going to the gym afterwards, what I usually do on the mornings.

It's been roughly half an hour since I took a shower and ate, and I've been laying on my bed ever since. My friends had the kindness to let me a plate of pastas that someone made- most likely Mateo, the others can't cook that well- and the cold shower did wonders to my muscles. Especially one part of my body.

It's not as I didn't have one special moment of this morning on repeat in my head, and that same moment kept me staring at the showers tiles for longer than I'd like to admit.

I which I could ask her what the hell perfume she's wearing because that scent got me asking crazy and if it works that well on me maybe I should change cologne to get her as obsessed with it as I am with her.

That thought also made me check my instagram and when I saw she accepted my follow request and send one herself my heart did a little jump in my chest that I did not thought possible. I accepted as fast as I could, making me wonder after when she sent it and if that made me look desperate to respond to it the minute after.

Of course the notification erased itself so I stared in the void for an extra five minutes debating the statistics of me accepting it a second or two after she sent it.

I draw a whole graphic on the shower glass and I used my competence in mathematics to find a result. That did not led me far and I figured I'll have to wait for the next time I see her and wait until she brings that up and then I could sleep.

Now that I'm trying to focus on a show on the tv, I think that makes me want to see her. Now. But it's not like I know where she lives and even if I did I'd she was home when I came. And I could not exactly send her a text to ask, as much as I want.

I'm telling myself I want to see her so I can stop stressing about the fact that I'm seeming desperate but I don't know if it's just that.

Maybe I just like hanging out with her.

Yeah, no, that's probably not reciprocated so might as well shut that possibility right now before it grows on me.

I change position to try to understand whatever the hell are the actors doing on the screen when a loud noise startles me. I stop rustling the sheet for a few seconds, but no sounds follow so I figure this must be one of the guy dropping something.

I lay back down and drop my head on the pillow, closing my eyes and letting the blackness and numbness take control of my overdriving mind.

**

I open my eyes quietly as another loud noise wakes me up from my sleep. I rub my eyes and wait for another noise but none comes. Not even the quiet steps of the guys or the scrunching of the packets Max loves to eat.

I call out each of their names to be met with a loud silence, and that when I finally remember that the noise must be the door closing each time. I also suggested to change it for situations like this but obviously no one listened to me and here we are.

Grumpily, I reach out for my phone and see I've blacked out for about an hour and a half since it's already three in the afternoon. I get up and throw some better clothes on, figuring I might has well do something productive for the rest of the day. I grab my phone and head out for the door. I text my sister and ask her if she wants to meet somewhere. She responds quickly and tell me she's out with her friends but she'll be done in thirty so we can meet at a coffee shop somewhere close to where she's shopping at the mall.

I agree and she text me the adresse, and I hop on my car for the quick journey.

I didn't have time to buy shoes last time I was at the mall, because someone ran into me and occupied my time making me forget why I came on the first place.