Chapter 2

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Jennifer's POV.

I wake up and see that I'm in my room, was the day with Blake my imagination? I go downstairs and see my mum talking to Blake. "Oh sweetie, Blake said you fell asleep on the bus so he carried you home" she smiled like crazy.

"Thanks" he nods and I turn back to back upstairs "Wait honey bring Blake to your room and show him your sports trophies, he's a big fan of basketball too" I groan. Blake smirks and follows me upstairs.

"Wow" he gapes at my room. I have a big blue double bed, two trophy cases, some autographed basketball shirts that are framed, a mini hoop, a basketball beanbag and this is on one side of the room. The other side has my closet, my mirror and draws with more clothes.

"It's like two different worlds" he looks from one side to the other.

He walks over to the trophy case and stares at them in awe. "There is no way these are yours"

I laugh. "Yeah they are, 5 of them are my dad's though" As soon as I said dad, I could feel tears coming out. Blake looked at me with concern and rushed to my side, he hugged me and comforted me until I stopped crying. I looked at his shirt and it had wet stains everywhere, I felt bad because it looked disgusting.

"Sorry for that" I point to his shirt.

He smiles, "That's okay, I'll just change it when I get home"

"No it's okay I'll give you one of my shirts" I said going towards my closet, he gives me a weird look.

"Yeah, they can totally fit me" he said sarcastically. I roll my eyes and find my biggest basketball Cavs shirt, I toss it towards him.

He pulls over the tear covered shirt over his head, and I can see his defined abs. I notice a tattoo, a person's name and it's right above his heart.

I sniff and he rubs my back "I'm sorry for whatever you had to go through" he smiled sadly. I nod my head in thanks.

"I have a console and a TV, what do you want to play?" I ask changing the subject

"What do you have?" I pointed to the closet

He opens it and tries to find my secret stash of games, I laugh. After 5 minutes he finally gives up.

"Where are your games, and you don't even have TV" he stretches his back.

"How do you know that?" I smirk

"Well your mum gave me a little tour" he grinned.

Well I guess he doesn't know about my little secret. I laugh and walk to my closet him following behind me and I move my clothes to the side of the rack and there is a picture of my family on the back wall, I remove it and press a button that is there. He gasps, the wall moves back and there is my gaming room with my TV, all my games and one more trophy case.

"What the fuck is this?" he said jumping and landing on the sofa. He gets up and looks at some games. I laugh at his excitement, he picks COD and I turn on the TV and set up the PS4.

We play for about an hour, laughing together and eating junk food before he decides to get back home, I look at the clock and its 11:48pm, wow time flies when you're having fun. Wait did I just say that?

We walk out of my indoor closet room, and he climbs out the window and walks across the thick branch and safely makes it back into his room.

"I had a great time, goodnight Jennifer"

"Goodnight to you to Blake" I smiled and shut my curtains.

Shit, school's tomorrow and I have an essay due.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 12, 2017 ⏰

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