"But you're mad?"
"I dont like being alone when I'm mad"
"Thats new" he mummbles to himself as he sits on the edge of my bed.
"Look, people make mistakes, I understand that. And I hope that one day when I fuck up you'll be just as understanding as I'm being. I'm not going to sulk over something stupid and ruin this trip for myself, so you're forgiven. But no more of this friends with benefits shit. We're just friends, and that's all its going to be because you don't let anyone know how much I mean to you. I'm done with it so, friends."
"Yeah" He nods "okay... I mean, thank you- for forgiving. I wouldn't have been as lenient if it were the other way around"
"I know" My eyes roll, as I face the wall again.
"Can the girls come back in here?"
"As long as Maeve stays as far away from me as possible"
He rests his hand on my arm, feeling his grin,
"Dont be sending anyone to the hospital tonight okay?""Goodnight Jace."
"Night"
I feel the weight of his body on the bed vanish. Leaving silence for a restless sleep to overcome me.
Roughly seven hours through a spotty sleep, the room phone goes off. A wake up call.
I burry myself under the covers, feeling the swift breeze as Riele swings the covers off herself. Shutting of the ringing, the room is filled with silence until the light flickers on, shuffling and talking from the girls coming from the bathroom.
I thump to the ground to my suitcase, pulling out a dress, one I had determined over for hours prior to the trip.
I shed my pajamas to replace with the dress, squeezing my way to the tight bathroom to do my makeup
Between the humidity of too many people in the bathroom, and the California weather dispite the air conditioning, my curly hair ends up fizzy, hairsprayed, and stiff.
Attempting to loosen it with my fingers, I trail out of the room, hoping the others' would be cooler.
I travel across the hall, knocking with warm knuckles on the door.
A button down and kakis, Sean answers the door with a smile.
"You look nice""Yeah. You too" I grin stiffly,
"Can I come in?""Yeah, 'course."
I walk through the widened door. Making myself comfortable on the hotel rooms fake mahogany desk. The room cold, in relief I take it in, knowing I'm going to be miserable the rest of the trip with the tempature our room was at. The girls didn't like it too cold.
"Where's jace?"
"Bathroom"
I nod, "So what's the plan for today?"
"Well-"
"Hey Sean do you have a- woah"
Jace turned the corner from the bathroom, halting his sentence as his eyes focused on me."Dont look too bad yourself" I tease, watching as he slowly enters the room in his Kid Danger costume.
"Its for the kids."
"mhm i'm sure it is"
Sean looks us over, exchanging glances at both of us before making his way to the door, awkwardly announcing,
"Im going to go make sure Coopers up"
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working with jace {jace norman}
Fanfic[completed] ac•tor noun 1. a person who behaves in a way that is not genuine. ❝ 𝐢 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨...