working with jace {jace norman}

Chapter 7

I woke up.
My eyes stare to the ceiling.
My dry lips blocking any air to surface my lungs.

There wasnt a point in getting up anymore. The image of Jace and the girl last night replayed through my mind like a movie.

She was famous. I had seen her before. And I was nothing compared to her.

I wasnt upset with them. I was upset with myself. Letting myself reach out to someone just enough to fall for them. Just to be let down time and time again.

It was one of those feelings that you wish you werent involved with. The feeling that you wish you didnt even exist in this world just to avoid it.

I roll myself out of bed and stumble to the bathroom.

I look in the mirror. My red face was blotchy from the loose tears and my hair stuck up in all directions. Black makeup formed grey under my eyes.

I clean my face with water, and remake my pony tail. But it still hurts. Inside.

I crawl back into the same spot of my bed and push my blankets over me.

The bright light of my phone blinded the darkness of my blankets. The time reminded me of the schedule to be at the beach. Jace had asked me yesterday to meet him today.

I wasnt going, neverless going to the call back session. If I cant stand to see his face now, how am I going to survive working with him everyday.

It was more than that, however. My dignity walked away with them down the pier that night.

I was humiliated.

The knock on my bedroom door echod off the wooden floors, I sit still. If my parents think im sleeping, theyll leave.

"Emily? Can I come in?"

I lay confused at the voice, muffled through the door.

The click of the wooden slab opening sounded. I stay quiet. I just wanted to be alone.

"Hey, can we talk?"

My heart sinks, now that this voice was in my room, I knew exactly who it was.

I felt another tear drip down my cheeks. Jace sat on the edge of my bed.

He started to pull on the blanket that was over my body, but I grip onto it. I didnt want to see him. How did he get in here.

"Please" He begs

"How did you know where I live?"

His weight is placed to the edge of my bed.
"I looked through Dans desk for your file."

"Howd you get in here?"

"I told your parents we were going over callbacks."

Its silent.

"What do you want?" My voice stands firm.

"I want to talk to you."

I pull the blanket off my face and sit up, glaring with hatred.

"What is there to talk about Jace? I cant even begin to explain how humiliating that was. To kiss you then watch you walk away with your girlfriend?"

"I know but-"

I cut him off "Theres no buts, Jace. You could have told me."

"You didnt give me a chance. You just kissed me off guard."

I chuckle out of disbelief.
"Get out."

"Emily, I'm not leaving until I explain"

"I wasn't giving you a choice! Get out of my fucking house!"

"I will not get out of your house until you let me explain! Okay, so just stop!" He yelled back.

I sat there in silence looking at him with wide eyes

"I broke up with Maeve. After we kissed, it felt different you know? It felt different than it ever has with her. I hardly know you but I like you. Maeve, she was with me for the lable. I know you want to get to know me, not the label. I want to get to know you, to get to be something with you; please." He watched me genuinely.

I shake my head and watch my legs crossed under me.

"I'll go now" he whispers, standing up he walks towards my door.

"Wait" I speak. He stops like he expected it. Turning around gently.

I pushed the blankets off and walked up to him. I approach close, but don't make a move. Scared to be humiliated once more.

"It's okay" I mummbled to the ground.

He pulls away slightly and looks down at me. Grinning, relieved.

"Im sorry I embarrassed you, Emily."

I nod. Getting lost in his warm eyes and the scent from his sweatshirt.

He leans over and kisses my cheek.
I want more.
But feel guilty. I want to move too fast too soon. But i feel myself falling. Not away but towards him. I was feeling as if it was perfect. Like he was perfect. And he was.
I was falling for him.