Lennon Miller and Jack Hughes were once inseparable. Being born on the same day, in the same hospital to moms who were best friends would do that to two people.
Every memory Lennon had as a child consisted of the brunette boy at her side. He was he...
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"We can't be friends, but I'd like to just pretend."
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*LENNON'S POV*
I wake up and immediately realize that I'm not in my bed. A warm solid presence is at my back and I know without a doubt it's Jack. His legs are tangled in mine while his arm is wrapped around my front. He's practically molded his body into my own.
His long fingers are tucked into the waist band of my underwear. He really does have long fingers. I find myself blushing at the thought go what he could do with those fingers. Surprisingly I'm not panicking about the position I am in. Last night in the shower completely screwed with my head. All the gentle touches and kind words. I liked it. I like him.
I meant what I said to Jack before I fell asleep, I forgive him. I hate that I do but I just can't go on any longer pretending like I can't stand him. Of course, I'm not going to admit that to him. He's going to have to wok harder for my forgiveness but deep down in my heart I know that he already has it.
I think I forgave him when it happened. Staying mad at Jack is hard. It makes me completely and utterly miserable to pretend that I wouldn't follow him to the ends of the earth if he asked me too. I just can't pretend any longer.
The sun is shining through the curtains and I just realize how late we have slept in. My guess is that it's mid morning, I never sleep in this late but I'm not going to complain about it now.
Jack has always been a very heavy sleeper so I have no problem slipping out of his arms without him waking up. I tip toe out of the room and get on with my morning routine.
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About an hour later I'm making breakfast in the kitchen, music playing softly as to not wake him up when he scares the life out of me.
Out of the corner of my eye I see Jack leaning against the kitchen counter. He's shirtless and his hair is in an absolute state. I can't help but notice his cautions expression and I know he's trying to tread lightly. Gone are the days where he needs to be.
"Morning. Are you hungry?" I tilt the pan towards him so he can see what I'm making.
He takes a tiny step further into the kitchen. "Lennon, do you want to talk about what happened last night?"
"Not unless you want to. Everything that happened last night I wanted it to happen, don't think you scared me away or anything like that."
His eyes are skeptical as he watches me scramble the eggs in front of me. I set the pan down with a sigh and move over to stand right in front of him.
This goes against everything I told myself I would let happen. I never imagined I would get to the point where I felt comfortable with Jack again.
I think I'm finally in a place where I would want to move forward our relationship into the friends category. I'm not expecting anything from him but I miss him and I want to try again.
"Sit down I want to talk to you."
A light flashes in his eyes and I can tell a realization came over him. He thinks I wasn't serious before and I'm going to flip my lid on him. He doesn't argue as he sits on one of the bar stools.
Moving back over to the food so it doesn't burn I talk loud enough so he can hear me. This will be easier with my back turned.
"I want to start with saying that this doesn't mean I fully forgive you. It's going to take time for us to get back to a place where I trust you again. Last night and even yesterday reminded me of how much fun we can have together if we aren't pretending we hate each other."
"I'm not asking you to give me anything more than what you already have I'm just saying, I want to try and be friends again. I want to try and rekindle that bond we shared. It's going to be tough and there are going to be days where we want to give up, but." I turn my shoulder to look at him. A small smile on my face. "Think of little Lennon and Jack. They would want us to try."
His eyes are watery, mouth slightly agape. He was definitely not expecting me to say that.
"I'll do whatever it takes Lennon. You tell me what to do and what to say and I'll do it."
I laugh softly. "That's not how it works but I appreciate the effort."
"I'm scared." He admits. "I don't want to screw this up."
That probably took a lot of courage for him to say and for that I commend him. I appreciate the fact that he wants to try but I still have a hard time fully believing his honesty. The truth behind his words.
"I appreciate the gesture but words don't mean shit if your actions don't follow through. Let's not try so hard. Let's just be how we are now and take it one day at a time."
"Yes, yes of course. Do you need any help?"
I flash him a wide smile. "No. I'm almost done anyways."
Jack and I eat our breakfast in comfortable silence. Every once in a while someone breaks the quiet to say a few things. It's peaceful and exactly what I wanted. Needed.
"Do you have practice today?"
"Not today."
"Hmm, do you want to watch a movie?" I ask as we stand shoulder to shoulder washing the dishes.
Jack's been smiling the entire time since I sat down next to him. It makes my happy to see a glint of that former shine that used to brighten his eyes.
"I'd love that."
Soon enough we are settled on the couch. My legs are over his as we watch movie after movie. I forgot how much I loved just being in Jack's company.
I could definitely get used to this but, my guard is still up. My walls are still solid. I'm open to trying but I will not give him the power to hurt me again.
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Jack and lennon do their best to forget about last night by having a famous old movie night
