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the heart wants what it wants

'there's a million reasons why I should give
you up, but the heart wants what it wants'

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the heart wants what it wants
selena gomez

I WOKE UP IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT. my throat was as dry as it could get so I decided to get something to drink from the kitchen.

when I stood up I noticed jobe's mattress was empty, maybe he'd gone to the toilet or something.

I walk over to the kitchen, only to see the light was on. someone was in the kitchen, I slowly walk forward, trying not to make a sound.

I get to the kitchen, no one is here. I just decide to ignore it and grab myself a cup of water, as I'm filling up my cup I hear foot steps behind me.

I don't bother looking until I feel a presence close behind me, I had the feeling it would be like a killer who was gonna put their knife in me any time now.

I finally turn around when my glass is full and am met by jobe leaning against the kitchen counter, still shirtless. Him shirtless would be the end of me.

I awkwardly smile before pouring down my cup, I needed this refreshment.

"hey" jobe whispers, slowly stepping closer to me. "hello" I reply, I was trying not to wake anyone up with this interaction, especially cause it'd be weird.

they'd see me with a half naked jobe standing in the kitchen, talking about who knows what.

"sorry for earlier, I shouldn't have assumed we were something" he shrugs, coming to a stand next to me. "it's okay, it wasn't nothing" I smile, I don't know what he was getting at with this conversation.

"yeah, definitely not nothing" he slowly says "yeahh" I drag out the word, this was the most awkward I've ever felt when talking to jobe.

even more awkward than when I walked out on him after we kissed.

"was I at least a good kisser?" he whispers in my ear, sending chills all over my body from the contact of his warm breath and my skin.

"you were alright, wouldn't do it again" I joke, earning a small laugh from jobe before his face turned completely serious "you sure you wouldn't?" he asks.

it was getting harder and harder everyday to not just kiss him, but I knew it would be for nothing. Everything would end by the end of summer, which was in 6 days.

"pretty sure, but if you think you can change my mind" I shrug, teasing jobe like I always did "I think I can" he cups my face in his hand, stepping closer so our bodies are now touching.

I could feel his skin against my pyjamas.

"you're pretty, you know?" he asks, making me gulp. I was stuck between words, should I say thank you? Or should I say you too?

"thank you too" I spit out, regretting the words as soon as they left my mouth. thank you too? I was trying to combine two things I wanted to say, it sounded ridiculous.

"thanks" he now moves his face closer, our faces now inches away from each other.

my lips felt like they were gravitating towards his, and before I even knew it my arms grasped around his neck, our lips attached in a passionate kiss that we'd both been dying for.

I could feel just how bad we had both wanted to do this these past few days, it had became second nature to kiss him every time I went to his house, not doing that was killing me.

jobe had picked me up and sat me on the kitchen counter, so our height levels would be the same.

"Chloe?" I hear a whisper from behind me, when I pull away and look I can see a shocked Mae standing behind us "oh-" she chokes on her words.

"sorry" she looks us up and down before walking away as quickly as she could, should I run after her? would she want me to tell her it was nothing, or would she want me to stay away from her?

"anyways" jobe says, pulling my face back to look at him before our lips collided once again.

It was an exciting feeling, it felt almost new to be kissing him, as if it had never happened before. I just knew, right now, in this moment, this is what I wanted.

it was something I had wanted for so long now, it was something I had needed for so long now. I had needed to feel his lips on mine again.

It was, truly, one of the best feelings in the world.

I'd kissed before, but nothing had ever felt quite like this. was this how Sophia and Jude felt together? or was this not normal, what did this mean?

did it mean I liked him? or did it mean I liked his touch, his lips on mine.

it was truly a mystery, I couldn't figure out how I felt. I didn't know what I felt, towards anyone, I didn't know what love felt like, was this it?

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chloecorbu | 2.5M followers
a thirsty gyal

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user18: sometimes I wonder what is going on inside her head

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user73: watch jobe wear a compression shirt now

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AUTHORS NOTE: short ass chapter cause I'm still sick and I'm tired and out of motivation and ideas😊
can't be mad for short chapter cause y'all got what you've been begging for🤷🏽‍♀️