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Chapter 24

Jackson

I wake up and feel the warmth of the covers over me.
I take a deep breath and go to roll over to my side when realize that there's a head laying on my shoulder.

I would freak out but I immediately see Ameeriah's hair that's covering her face and her closed eyes.
Her breathing is steady and she looks so calm.

Before I get to gaze at her any longer, it's like my body fully sent me back into fight or flight mode with a pit in my stomach and a heavy weight on my chest whenever I remember everything that my sister told me yesterday.

And then all the memories come flooding back and I feel like I'm gonna pass out.
I try closing my eyes and taking a couple deep breaths because I don't wanna wake Ameeriah up.

I still can't wrap my head around the fact that my fucking dad is cheating on my mom with my high school best friend's mom. What the fuck.

I feel like I need to throw up.

I feel my breath begin to quicken as I look back down at Ameeriah with her head that's on my shoulder.
It calms me down because I can't freak out and wake her up. I try closing my eyes again and in a couple of minutes I fall back asleep.

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When I wake up again, I turn to feel Ameeriah on me but she's on the other side of the bed with her back facing me.

It looks like she's scrolling on her phone, but I can't really tell.
I stretch and she turns around.

"Hey," she says quietly. "Morning."
"I'm sorry about last night," I mumble out quickly.

"What are you sorry for?" She tilts her head in confusion. "We got back from Max's late so I stayed here, there's nothing to be sorry for. If anything I should be thanking you for letting me stay."

My eyes search her face intently.
I know she knows what all happened last night.

In our eye contact, she just gives me a soft smile and I exhale out of my nose slightly.

She's fucking incredible.

"Do you wanna go grab some breakfast? I don't think I have anything here and I'm kinda hungry," I say.
"Yeah I could eat," she says as she rolls out of bed and I do the same.

I head to the bathroom to find a spare toothbrush and leave it on the counter after I brush mine and splash some water in my face.

I tell her that she can use whatever and then I walk to my closet to put on a different t-shirt before we leave.

From the living room, I can see past my opened bedroom door that the bathroom door is cracked slightly, so I walk over to see if she's ready to leave yet.

"Meeriah you ready?" I say softly, walking into my room.
As I look into the cracked bathroom door, I see her headed turned slightly so she can't see me.

She pulls her hoodie off that she put on last night, but as she does, her shirt comes up with it and I see her.

I fucking dart my eyes across to the other side of the room and walk so quickly back to the living room.
My eyes widen as I can't get that fucking imagine of her black bra out of my head.

I gulp and try to shake myself out of being painfully turned on right now as she walks out.

"Ready to go?" She says and just her being out of the room reminds me one more fucking time of her bra.

That I saw.

I've seen plenty of bras, yet for some fucking reason her bra is about to bring me to my fucking knees.

"Yeah I," I stammer and clear my throat. "Yeah let's go."

We decide to go to a little diner on campus and as soon as we walk in, as we're waiting for the host to walk us to a table, someone comes up to us.

"Ameeriah?" Some guy asks wearing a baseball cap.
"Oh hey Gale!" She says with a smile.

Huh? The fuck is a Gale?

"It's nice to see you again," he says and I scrunch my brows. Who the fuck does he think he is?

"Yeah you too," she smiles. "Did you just get here or are you already finishing eating?"
"We just got done," he says nodding to two guys a couple feet behind him. "At least this time we meet there's no ball coming towards your face," he laughs.

Balls? What that fuck are we talking about?

My face contorts in even more confusion as I look down at him, he's got to be only like 5'9.

"Well I'll see you around. We go to the park a couple times a week for a game if you wanted to come join us one day," he says with a smile and they say their goodbyes and he walks off.

Ameeriah goes back to looking forward as we wait for the host as if nothing happened.
"Right this way," an older lady in an apron says as we follow her to our table.

"What the fuck was that?" I lean over to try and lower my voice as we walk.
"Huh?" She kinda laughs as we sit down.

"That," I say with my eyes closed for a second. "What the fuck was that," I say waving my hand over to where we were standing.
"That was someone I met the other week," she says nonchalantly.

Instead of saying anything, I just raise my eyebrows so she'll say something else.
"What!"

"I was standing right there Ameeriah," I say.
"What does that have to do with anything?"
"Oh I don't know! I could have been your boyfriend and—"
"But you're not,"
"But I could have been," I emphasize. "And he just waltz over here and gets all giddy? Like what the fuck?

She opens her mouth to say something but I just keep talking.
"Also game was literally fucking terrible why would you give that guy the time of day?"

"Can you chill Jackson?" She raises her brows slightly, "Like is that possible? Can you chill?"

I just roll my eyes and slump back in my seat to look at the menu and she lets out a little laugh.

We both order chocolate chip pancakes.
I get an orange juice and she gets a black coffee.

"Are you in biology this semester?" She asks in between bites.
"No I took it last semester," I say as I stuff my face with pancake.

"Ugh," she sighs. "I had a really bad professor and I want to keep my A but I feel like this next exam is gonna—" she cuts herself off. "Never mind I don't know why I'm telling you this."

"No keep going."

"Well I have Hawkins but—"
"I had Hawkins," I say and her face peps up.
"Really?!" But the excitement is shortlived when she says, "Wes said you hate school so I don't know if you'd be much help," she kinda laughs.

"Well first off," I say as I stick another bite of pancake in my mouth. "Wes is a bitch and just because I'm not good at every fucking subject like he is, doesn't mean I hate school."

I take a sip of OJ and then say, "I'll have you know I love science and I made an A in her class last semester."
"Color me surprised Jackie, so does this mean you'll help me?"

I smirk at her use of the word Jackie and nod my head. "I'd be honored," I say and we finish eating our breakfast.

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I looooove slow burns guys the tension is so much fun to write
Also jealous Jackson?????? Mhmmmmmmm
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