Imperfect Me. (ON HOLD)

Chapter 23

JAYDEN
I find myself shifting closer to and behind Jade to cover myself from Krystal and that all too familiar glint in Hannah's eyes. The guys are all clearly amused by this and although I too was earlier... it is a little discomforting.

Jade shivers as I move closer to her muddy form.

I guess it's understandable why Jong said that... We both have mud streaked faces, my shirt is ripped and her attire is covered in mud.

"She ripped it!" I scream. I know full well that what I said is very much believable to the guys considering the probable blush on her Apple cheeks and the fact they know how much I loved that shirt.

I honestly still can't believe she did that to my beloved shirt... It actually hurts me that she did.

"I- it wasn't my fau-" she stutters out and I can't help but scoff, I cut her off using the opportunity to see that blush again.

"You were just jealous of how close that precious shirt was and the amount of love I have for it..."

She stumbles on her words resulting in them sounding like gibberish. She just sighs and pushes me away.

Was that supposed to be hard or not?

I can see Isaac and Kris struggling to keep their laughter in. Isaac, Kris, Jonghyun and Krystal have mud streaked on their clothes not to mention the rain having messed up their previous fancy styles. The shirts have started to become see through sticking close to their bodies.

Krystal has a lot more mud on her as does Jonghyun and is that a lipstick mark on Kris?

I'm probably just imagining it... Right?

Jade attempts to warm herself as the rain makes her skin even colder. She's normally so cold. I subconsciously step closer to her and feeling her soaked clothes I wrap my arms around her. I pull the arm of her dress and squeeze it watching the rain pour out of it.

"We should really get inside before anyone catches hypothermia." The ever smart Isaac pipes in.

Honestly how is he the only one who doesn't have mud on him. Even Hannah has a little streak on her hair... I'm not even going to try to think of how she managed to get mud in her hair.

We follow Isaac as he leads us through the rain towards the side of the house. We descend the steps while he switches on his phone light ahead. I stop Jade making her pull off those darned heels... The cause behind the damage to my shirt, she pulls a face as the heels come off.

We enter the oak door into what I call our hideaway room. Warmth engulfs us as we step inside and I find myself sighing out loud as it does. The rest of us remove our shoes to minimise the amount of mess we make.

Before any of us guys even think it Hannah grabs the girls arms and yanks them into the bathroom.

Not wanting to be in wet clothes any longer we guys, all strip down till we're in our boxers and pick out whatever from one of Isaacs "extra cupboards" I pull out the plain black polo and one of my extra jeans that I left over the last time I came round with the guys. This place is one of my best alibis to go out late and complete some of the fights I have set.

Speaking of when is my next fight?

It's strange how Kris, Jong and Isaac have picked out similar outfits to me. Feeling a little hungry I make my way into the adjoining small utility; Kris is making himself a cup of coffee while Isaac fiddles with the room controls.