Damaged Together

Chapter Forty Eight

I wake up to a faint voice calling my name, recognizing it as Jesse. In my sleeplike state I raise my head and begin to look for Jesse around my room until I realize that it is coming from my phone lying beneath me. I pull it up to my ear, “hello” I quietly say.

The sunlight is shining through my curtains, lighting my room slightly. “How’d you sleep?” His voice is raspy and sleepy and makes me smile.

“Good,” I tell him, thinking of us falling asleep on the phone together. As cliché as it sounds I feel as though I slept better than I typically do when I’m alone.

I hear a smile through his voice when I ask him how he slept. We continue talking and teasing each other as I lose track of time. Before I know it I only have ten minutes to get ready.

I rush off the phone and throw my hair up and slip into some jeans, not bothering to change out of the shirt that I fell asleep in. I dash some makeup on my face and am out the door without a minute to spare.

I look for Jesse as I get closer and closer to the school but to no prevail. I climb up the steps to the brick building with my head thinking about the Chemistry quiz I have to take later. Suddenly an arm pulls out from behind me while I am in midstep. I stop and realize that the arm is holding a large cup of coffee from the local coffee shop. I turn around to see Jesse’s smiling face.

“I know this is your favorite. While we were on the phone I stopped and got you some.” He hands it to me and grabs my other hand leading me to my locker.

I love how the simple things he does makes my heart flutter.

I love how he’s not afraid to grab my hand in public. I love how I can tell he gets shy when he makes tiny gestures that he’s not sure if I’ll reciprocate. I don’t know if I’ll ever get enough of how he rubs his thumb on my hand when he’s holding it. And how he always asks if I need his jacket even when it’s ninety degrees outside because he knows how cold I get.I love how when I talk to him he watches my lips rather than looking at my eyes. And how he’ll occasionally slip tiny compliments into a random conversation. How he never fails to make me blush.

And I love how much I love him.

Jesse’s POV

I see her eyes brighten as I hand her the coffee. I am proud of myself of turning to Alyssia rather than alcohol last night. I slept easier for once- but it’s still better with her in my arms. We walk into school together and I listen to her talk about how nervous she is about her chemistry quiz. I am barely listening to her talk though as I admire her.

The way her lips part softly and when she stops talking for a second her bottom lip is pulled between her teeth as if she is in deep thought about what she wants to say next. We reach her locker and she unlocks her, her lip then finding its rightful spot between her teeth once again.

However, this time she doesn’t say anything, just studies my face in return. My hand instinctively reaches up to her cheek, I run my thumb over that same lip, she releases it and looks down slightly in embarrassment of her habit. She gives me a small smile and leans into my body, wrapping her arms around my neck loosely.

“No PDA,” a teacher walking by us shouts, I roll my eyes before unlatching Alyssia’s arms from around me. Alyssia giggles a bit before turning to her locker and fishing out the books she needs. I kiss her a quick goodbye, “Good luck on that chemistry quiz!” I say before heading in the other direction.

I run right into Bryan on my way to my fist period, “Hey man, you still coming to Kewaki this weekend?” he asks.

Alyssia had seemed fine with it so I nod, “You’re good if I bring Alyssia, right?”

“Yeah that’s no issue!” he tells me. “I gotta say Jesse you did good with that girl, I mean I hear she’s a bit off but she’s hot.”

I clench my jaw, remembering that this is the same way I used to talk to my friends about their girlfriends; trying to remember that it’s not his fault for being so ignorant.

“Nah, she’s a pretty great girl.” I tell him, trying to not let my anger get the best of me.

“I mean yeah, that’s the vibe I get from her but I really only know her by reputation- which I know you know isn’t great.” I can’t blame him. He’s not being as rude as he could be, however he’s making my blood boil anyways, but he doesn’t know her. Only by reputation “But nah dude,” he continues, “me and the other boys getting everyone together are fine if you bring her. I’ll catch you later,” He turns down the hall and just like that, he’s gone.

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Okay this is really random but I wanted to throw this in here because I’ve been thinking about it lots.

Girls need to understand that having a boyfriend won’t magically make your life better. Part of me wants to rewrite this entire book because I think that it’s almost sending the wrong message (I won’t don’t worry), but I just want to make a point of saying that even if you have a boyfriend you will still have shitty days and you are still gonna be sad sometimes. Nothing will ever change that. A boyfriend will not make everything make sense, you will still have struggles & issues. He may be a good distraction but being happy is about being happy with yourself not someone else.

Just please remember that boys aren’t everything. They won’t fix you. You have to fix yourself.

I love you all.

I hope my Americans had a great Thanksgiving & if you went black Friday shopping you were safe & got some great deals!!

Sorry it’s been so long since an update. My family was in town & I’ve been entertaining them.

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