𝙵𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎

Cʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 10

𝙵𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎

I sit nervously in front of my brothers, my mom told my dad that I have a boyfriend and I'm grateful to her for that. My brothers look at me as I sit in my bed.
Paddy is sitting next to me, Sam is sitting on the dressing chair, Harry is on the floor and Tom is at the head of the bed.
"Come on, Jersey, tell us what's going on." Harry whines from the floor.
I breathe in and out deeply. ,,I have a friend."
Harry sits up as does Tom, Sam stops turning back and forth in the chair and Paddy gets more comfortable in bed.
,,Who is he?" Tom asks.
"Hayden Christensen." I say quickly, avoiding Tom's gaze.
"Hayden Christensen? The guy who played Anakin Skywalker?" Paddy asks excitedly.
I nod.
"He's much older than you." says Tom.
I nod again.
,,Jersey. Come on, we all know how it ended with Chris."
I look at Tom and I swallow the lump in my throat.
"But Hayden is not Chris." I say.
"Tom brother, come on." says Sam.
"If Jersey is happy, then we should be happy for her." Harry gets up from the floor.
Tom gets up from the bed. "If he breaks your heart, then you don't have to come to me." he says and storms out of my room.
The three of them all look at me and I just shrug my shoulders, if I talk now I'll just cry. You understand that I want to be alone now. Paddy plants a kiss on my cheek and the twins kiss me on the head. When they go out, they close the door behind them.
I lie down and pull the blanket over my head and cry myself to sleep. When I wake up I look at my phone. Hayden and April wrote to me.

𝗛𝗮𝘆𝗱𝗲𝗻: 𝗛𝗲𝘆 𝘀𝘄𝗲𝗲𝘁 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹, 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗱𝗶𝗱 𝗶𝘁 𝗴𝗼 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗯𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝘀?

𝗔𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗹: 𝗪𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗼𝗼𝗸, 𝘀𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝘂𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗽𝘁.

𝗛𝗮𝘆𝗲𝗱𝗲𝗻: 𝗦𝘄𝗲𝗲𝘁 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹, 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗼𝗸𝗮𝘆?

I text Hayden that it went well, except that my older brother was a little upset. And that everything else is fine with me.
I wrote to April that I would probably send it to her today.
There is a note stuck on the fridge: 𝓕𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓻𝓲𝓭𝓰𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝔂𝓸𝓾, 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮.
I open the fridge and take out the plate of lasagna, warm it up in the microwave, and get a fork out of the drawer.
The microwave makes a noise, I open it and take out the hot plate and put it on the counter. While it cools down a bit I get a can of Coke out of the fridge and sit on the bar stool.
While I eat, I watch an episode of How to Get Away with Murder on my phone.

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