Four years of hell.

Chapter six

Jake walks into the room with only a towel covering his crotch. His still wet hair drips on his masculine shoulders.
"Take a picture it lasts longer." He winks. I start to blink and realise I was staring.
"Oh sorry, I was just thinking about the fact that I am in a strangers bedroom, and he is almost fully naked." I comment.
"Oh so I'm a stranger now? I thought you would at least call me an acquaintance after all the getting to know each other we did at maccas." He acts insulted with one hand over his heart.
"Oh I'm sorry, but that doesn't change much." I look away from his abs.
"The shower is just down the hall to the right, I left a towel on the table in there for you." He rolls his eyes. I thank him and rush out with the clothes I borrowed.
I shut the door to the bathroom and start brushing my long hair with my fingers, luckily for me I was never one to get really knotty hair. I turn the hot water on and slide my clothes off.
I step into the steamy shower and let the water hit my back. I feel closer to Jake after not even a day, then I ever felt with Luke. Maybe I just might make it through high school.