secreto de amor . (SLOW UPDATES FR)

chapter 8

although jean did say people would come by everyday, he didn't mention anything to you about connie and giving him a key to the apartment.

"i only did it to keep a man in the house for you. so if anything goes wrong, you can call him and he'd be there since he's more accessible than our parents or elliot." you've never been to his house but you were told connie also has an apartment up the street from where you lived so compared to everyone else, it was closer. but then you remembered how jean came into your room to ask about connie when there was nothing between the two of you.

"you act like i'm some damsel that needs saving. you'll be home in a few days right?"

"yeah i come home monday." it was currently wednesday so it had been a week since he left and he had another 5 days to go. you'd probably be okay with connie for 5 days.

"good."

jean laughed. "don't tell me you're tired of him already?" you found out about the key on monday of that week but you barely saw him after that. he'd probably stop by before work then leave and maybe call if you're lucky. he wasn't doing the whole babysitting job well but you really didn't care. you barely left the house anyways.

"he's barely here."

"oh you miss me? that it?" you rolled your eyes even though he couldn't see.

"no. i'm hanging up now." and that's what you did. you'd talk to him some other time, he'd be fine. as if on cue, you heard the front door open so you left your room.

"sorry i was... working." connie said as he took his shoes off and plopped down on the couch. he had a duffel bag with him and you found it odd.

"what's that?"

"a bag, duh."

"don't get smart. what's it for? what's in it?"

"clothes n stuff. i wanted to tell you earlier but i was way too busy—"

"to stay here?"

"yeah, jean literally asked me to."

"tonight?" you held your nose as he stood up and got closer.

"yeah—" you put a hand in front of his chest to stop him.

"you're loud... again. take a shower, please." even though you were asking him to shower because you didn't like how he smelled, all he could focus on was the sound of your voice. he didn't know if it was the weed or you making his heart beat with haste.

"you got it." he grabbed his bag and went to jean's room.

"wait he said you can sleep in there?" you watched him.

"uh yeah? i wouldn't be if he didn't." you turned around and went back in your room as connie got undressed and went into the bathroom. things were fine and you nearly forgot connie was there until you heard music blasting from jean's bedroom and you were reminded that you weren't alone.

"this nigga bro..." irritated from the noise, you got out of your bed and walked over to jean's bedroom and knocked on the door. normally you'd just barge in because you were used to jean staying there but you didn't know what to expect with connie so you knocked this time.

"hey."

"you do realize the music is really loud right?" you crossed your arms over your chest, appearing as intimidating as you possibly could but it was hard because it wasn't affecting connie at all. plus you were losing focus with the random man with little clothes in front of you. your eyes couldn't help but comb through connie's body. the way his black tank top and basketball shorts attracted you to his build. you liked that he wasn't too buff with muscle but he wasn't too slim either. looking at him was satisfying to you, even when you didn't mean it.