Fall For Me (B×B)

Chapter 4

Jesse pov

"Uh! Fuck!"

That was Holland going back and forth in front of us in the school backyard the next monday after Cierra's party, while grabbing his hair intensely, pressing his eyelids and cussing a little. He was mad. I wouldn't blame him.

"You dick! We had to ditch our play time to attend that stupid party, and you didn't even tell her!" Milo pointed to his mind, accompanying Holland, trying to figure what went wrong.

"Stupid! Wasn't it like you were drinking your ass up and dancing around?" I said casually but apparently no one has listened.

Malik was just sitting next to me, pressing his lips in sorrow. He knew that two angry birds were enough.

"What happened?" Holland crossed his arms waiting for a convenient answer.

"I freaked out, okay? It wasn't like I even knew what to say!" Lier! I knew exactly what I was doing.

Holland stopped right in front of me, towering over my head and blocking the sun. "You know chances like this doesn't come often, right? She's not gonna be single forever. Next thing you know, she's going to prom with some punk, and things might actually get serious between them, because you know, it's Cierra we're talking about. She'll be making a family in no time." He snapped his fingers. "And you? You'll be all alone, sitting around just because you're afraid to talk to people."

Ouch!

"Were you afraid she'd reject you? Look down on you or something?" Milo pressed his eyebrows together, wobbling his head at me.

"No, of course, not. She's not that kind of a girl."

"Then what?" It came out as a yell.

"Holland, that's enough." Malik widened his eyes at him.

"Calm down, dude. It's not like he intended to it." Even Milo calmed down.

I just remained silent cause, actually, his words hurt. I just stared at him dumpfoundly. He sighed and cussed under his breath. "I didn't mean it that way. I'm just mad for you, not mad at you, Jess. You know I love you, man." He ruffled my hair.

I nodded. "I understand. You have all the right to."

Thank God, I was saved by the bell of the first period.

"Enough talking, guys. Let's head to class." Malik said while leading me to our first class. That's when I saw Dean in the hallway, heading to his first class as well.

That motherfucker was all smirky all morning that Monday. He was provocatively in a great mood which made Milo whisper to me during lunch break. Meanwhile, I was all grumpy and lousy after I remembered what I've done that night. It was as if it wasn't playing in repeat in my head already.

I fucking kissed him on the lips! Like what the fuck was I thinking!

I know I wasn't all drunk and out of my mind. I remember what happened exactly. The sensation and the tingles are still there. Fuck! It was fucking embarrassing. If I was able to wash my mouth with a bleach, maybe It would've been a little bit better, except it wouldn't be.

I was losing my shit all morning while keeping the straightest face ever. Nothing worsened my mood more than the smirks he was sending my way whenever we came across each other. His eyes were mocking with a ridiculous hint of hunger. It was torture because I was avoiding it intentionally.

I put up a challenge, I was aware of that, and I'm up to it, but why would I kiss him! And to add up to my misery, Dean was my first kiss! The kiss i was desperate to have with Cierra.