Soon, it's bedtime. His mom's orders.
We get ready for bed, I take the bathroom, and Jake has to use Cris' closet to get ready.
While I get ready for bed, I think about what I should do, before I do the thing that I've been waiting to do.
I decide that I'm going to get up at 2AM and use the restroom, then I'll do the thing I've been waiting to do! Great plan.
I pee, and wash my hands.
I walk out of the bathroom, and into Cris' room.
Jake passes out, and falls onto the ground.
I sigh, and grab two pillows. One for him, and one for me.
I drop one of the pillows on him, and say, "Must've been tired," to Cris.
"Yeah, goodnight!" he says as he face plants onto his bed.
"Night!" I say, as I lay down onto the floor.Cris' POV:
Those words hung in the air. I didn't know why I hadn't fallen asleep yet, considering I'm very tired. I hear shuffling. I check the time. 2AM. Huh it feels like it's been five minutes since we head to bed. Time flew by since 10PM. I don't think much of it, and look onto the floor. My eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness of my room. What the. There's only one lump on the floor. James probably went to the bathroom. I suddenly hear someone open my bedroom door and closs it. I quickly pretend to be asleep.
"I love you...." James whispers as he leans on my bed. He kisses me.
I'm shocked, but allow him to still kiss, what he thinks is asleep, me. He leans off of my bed, and lays back down on the floor.
I don't know how I feel about this. My feelings swirl through my head. Soon the lyrics, "Maybe it's just jealousy mixing up with a violent mind, or maybe I'm just dumb," from Green Day's album Dookie, swirl through with alongside my feelings.James POV:
I hope he doesn't know....
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A Valentine's Day special (a short story Fanfic with GD references:))
Cerita PendekJames has always dreamed of getting a boyfriend or girlfriend, to celebrate Valentine's Day with. He has a crush on Cris (btw, this story is basically like the short story I had to write for school, but not set in 1999, aight.), but is afraid that w...