Please, Love Me Forever... (a Jayy Von Monroe fan fiction)

Awkward!

I began to run. I didn't know where, but I just needed to get away. You're so stupid Skye! So damn stupid! If he didn't hate you already, he definitely does now! Those eyes, his hair, his style! He was absolutely gorgeous! And you fucked it up!

I ran into the girls bathroom. I didn't know why but I felt safe from everyone. Do I go back? What do I do? Get yourself under control dammit! He's just a boy.... a very attractive boy.... ugh just stop! Ok calm down Skye. Pull yourself together.

After a few minutes, I finally composed myself and straightened up my hair and put my beanie back on. Luckily I didn't cry so makeup was all good. Alright, Skye, it's time. I started heading back. I looked at the time and I had been gone quite some time. School starts in ten minutes. I needed to hurry and get back.

Walking quickly I finally reached the red door that contained the hottest guy I had ever laid my eyes on. I took in a deep breath and walked through the door. Avoiding his eyes, I quickly took my seat. I stared at my hands and I could feel them both looking at me.

"So where were we?" Sweet began, breaking the awkward silence. "Ah yes, so Jeremy..."

"Please, call me Jayy." he said cutting off Mr. Sweet. His voice sounded so beautiful. So soothing. God someone just kill me.

"So, Jayy, you have all the same classes as Skye here." I looked over at him and he was staring back at me with the most beautiful smile I had ever seen.

"Well at least I'll have something to look forward to." he cooed, not breaking the connection between our eyes. I just sat there speechless. I felt my cheeks heat up again. I looked over at Mr. Sweet for help, but he just sat there and smirked at me. Thanks Mr. S.

I looked back down at my hands. I didn't know what to do. I looked back at Jayy through my bangs. He was still looking over at me. "So would you like to show me around before everyone shows up? I'm not ready to deal with crowds on the first day." he flashed another blinding smile at me. All I could manage, as always, was to nod. I stood from my seat and he followed closely behind.

I quietly walked him to our first class showing him where it was. Then the second, third, fourth, so on. Lastly I showed him the lunchroom. We stopped by my locker and he finally broke the silence between us. "Mr. Sweet told me id be sharing a locker with you, is that ok?" I smiled and decided it was time for me to finally speak up. What could possibly go wrong?

"Sure." I croaked, my voice betraying me once more. God dammit!

"Are you ok? Do you want some water?" He began puling a half empty bottle of water from his Slipknot bag.

"If you're sure you don't mind." I replied, unsure if he really didn't mind my lips where his had been. He handed me the bottle and I took one long, very refreshing sip. I handed it back and he took a couple sips, kinda making me feel.... good. Was that weird? I chuckled at the thought of me becoming some crazy stalker. Shit! Did I seriously just laugh at loud?

"What's so funny, Miss I'm not gunna speak to my escortee?" he laughed. it was such a cute laugh! I swear this guy is perfect!

"Nothing, I...... I just thought of something from earlier." I lied

"Oh really? What was it then?" he purred, sending shivers down my spine.

"Uhm.... well I was thinking about how.... the guy at speedway yesterday congratulated me on finally being an adult." I knew it wasn't that funny. He must have definitely thought I was odd by now.

"Interesting, well happy belated birthday, Skye."

"Why thank you, Jayy" I started blushing once more. Curse you dumb cheeks!

"Well I think we should start heading to class now." he looked at me, a somewhat sad look on his face.

"I guess so." I really wasn't ready to sit in boring AP Calculus. Mr. Jackson hated me. I knew he wouldn't think much of Jayy either. No one was going to accept him here. Should I warn him of all the shit he'll have to endure? Or do I just let him figure it out for himself? God, I hate making decisions like this. we began our trip to class just as students started pouring in. "Jayy?"

"Yes, Skye?" God I loved hearing his voice.

"I don't want to sound.... well, anti-optimistic..... but try not to listen to what people say in this school. They may not accept you. I really hope that doesn't sound too harsh... but I know only because I've been here for so long." I looked back down at my hands, remembering the scene from yesterday. Tears began to creep up. No Skye! Not here! Not now!

He saw me looking down at my hands. He reached for one, his warm skin contacting mine. "Don't worry. Trust me, I know the feeling."

We finally reached the classroom, my hand still being held in his. He stopped me right before the door and pulled me into a hug. We stood there for a moment. It actually wasn't awkward. I had never felt so safe, so understood. Not like this, not for a long time.

"It'll be ok, I promise." he whispered

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