Fall For Me (B×B)

Chapter 6

Jesse pov

I woke up to a banging head. A headache that would climb up from the back of your neck to the top of your eyes. It sucks!

I rubbed my head, trying to recall last night. I looked next to me on bed, expecting to see Dean there, but all I met was emptiness. A small part of me wished he was still there. When I looked at my nightstand, there was a cup of coffee and a sticky note. I picked each item with each hand, pressing my eyebrows together.

'Drink the coffee, I'll see you later.'

I froze for a minute, thinking of his gesture. When did he manage to get coffee? A hint of a smile skipped my lips.

I picked up my phone to text him that I got the coffee and the note, but I jolted the minute I saw the time, knowing that I was already late. I slept like a baby! When was the last time I slept this deep?

I jumped off bed, freshened up, and put on a black shirt on top of my white tank top and jeans, grabbed the coffee, then hurried my ass to school, skipping on breakfast and saying good morning to Skyler and my parents.

I managed to make it to the first period. English class where we all attended. I took my seat, which was in front of Dean's. But his seat was empty!

My eyes shifted to where Holland, Milo, and Malik were sitting. Holland next to Malik while Milo in front of them. They were staring, furrowing at me. I mouthed. "Morning!"

They nodded and shifted their focus back to the class when the teacher called on them.

I barely focused on class. My mind kept taking me to last night. When I opened up smoothly to Dean. The way I told him about my darkest trauma and how I felt at ease talking to him amazed me. I always had a problem opening up to people. I had a problem opening up to my therapist back in the days until my parents stopped sending me their. They've given up on me moving on. But here's Dean, climbing on my bed, touching me lightly, making me experience feelings I've never known were there. And it was me! The kid who never liked skinship gestures. Why was I that slothful to him! My bed felt warm last night. My heart felt warm. My whole body surrendered to him!

I felt a slight shiver running through my body. I looked up to see if anyone in class noticed, but i was fine. I tilted my head down again.

I know I'm not supposed to fall for Dean. I'm not supposed to feel those feelings towards another boy or let him pass my walls. But who am I lying to? I liked the sensation. Nothing more.

I was saved by the bell. The first period has come to an end. I sighed while getting ready to head to my next class. Yet Dean was nowhere to be seen.

"Bleached head, are you okay?" Holland threw his arm around my neck, squeezing a little. I winced a little.

"I'm good. Why?"

"You seemed outta space the whole time. You were late! Are you sure you're okay?" Malik rubbed my back.

"Yeah. I just overslept." I pulled out my phone. "By the way, did you see Dean today?"

They furrowed in sync. "No. Why are you asking? Last time I checked you were despising that motherfucker." Milo raised an eyebrow towards me, causing Holland and Malik to chuckle.

"Fuck you. No specific reason." I ignored them when they started to tease me for my grumpiness. I checked my phone for any messages, but there were none.

Dean left before I woke up, and he didn't show up at school was a little strange. It's not like he didn't skip on school before. Actually, it's a habit of his to skip on a couple of days and then show up again like nothing had happened. But this time, he was in my bed the night before. Yet he left no messages except for that nightstand note. Not even on our group chat.