Cookies ~ a short Jailey fic

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟽

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"Normal dialogue"
'Thoughts'
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"Why are you red?"
Sean squints at Hailey, his suspicion visible on his features.

She looks away, her hand moves towards her face suddenly, covering whatever she could manage with the palm of her hand. "Uh—"

'Oh god'
Sean's eyes widen. Realizing a bit too late.

"HOLD THAT THOUGHT—" he lifts his finger infront of her face. his eyes closed, cringing  internally "—I don't want to know anymore"

This only seems to fluster hailey more, her ears sting. Her embarrassment melts to anger.

"WHAT THE HELL SEAN- Its not—"
Hailey snaps, her movements exaggerated. She clenches her jaw, looking at sean with mixed feelings.

Right now she can't think straight, her mind a jumble of thoughts and emotions, shes not mad at him, shes mad at herself.
Embarrassment, desperation, denial, hopelessness engulfs her completely.

All because of him. Its all his fault.

She never felt this out of control before. And he doesn't even feel the same way. Her feelings are not supposed to be returned, after all. He likes someone else, which is painful to admit.

Her feelings never mattered anyway, its only natural for her to hide them, shove them deep, deep down, where they can never be seen. ...

So why is she the one hurt now?

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Jake sits down, golden locks pressed against the cold wall behind him, some falling down into his eyes.

He drags a hand over his face, his eyes rolling shut. His tensed body relaxes slightly as he lets out a long breath.

'I feel weird'

He pulls one leg closer, resting his chin on his knee. The other leg is left sprawled out on the floor. His eyes fixed onto one point in the room, betraying no emotions hidden behind them, occasional glances to the doorway leading to the kitchen, but no plans to actually make his way through it.

'What was i about to do then? since when was i this impulsive towards her?'

He buries his head between his knees, hugging his body close.

'If Sean didn't.. I would've—'

His ears sting, further proving his point. His finger traces his lower lip absently.

'If only.. she did first'

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Sean is still in the kitchen, he managed to get the cookies out before they are burnt, but sadly some did not escape the cruel fate of being forgotten in the oven.

Hailey stormed off  a while ago, leaving him alone for a while.
He didn't understand why she was angry, and why she left the house in a hurry, but he did not question it, as he figured that he shouldn't get involved in her and Jake's "tense" situation.

He took out his phone and texted someone in a hurry.

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Sean: Im telling you something's going on between them

Milly: WHAT
Milly: UR JOKING RIGHT??

Sean: Im not. Ill fill you in later.
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Milly chucks her phone away from her, careful not to accidentally throw it on the ground.

She grunts in frustration.
"WHY IS IT WHEN IM GROUNDED ALL THE FUN STUFF HAPPENS"

her legs swing back and forth, hanging from the bed. She lets out a sigh of defeat as she lays back, short hair falling around her head. Her signature hat thrown somewhere in the room.

"Its about time they realize" She mutters, twirling a lock of her hair between her fingers. A chuckle escapes her lips.

"Those idiots"

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⇢ ˗ˏˋ 『 A/n: It feels amazing to finally post chapter 7, even though its shorter than i thought😔😔 i cannot for the life of me figure out why i forgot how to write for the past couple of months. Its been especially stressful even after mid-terms and Ive been feeling the weight of school double in the past year. So I apologize for the millionth time for taking such a long break. I do hope most of you didn't forget about this fic 🤭 』