chapter seven

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kian's pov

Jc didn't understand because he doesn't even remember it, and he's straight, me? I don't even know anymore...

Obviously Jc thinks nothing of it, so I decided to make things right with him and break this awkward tension between the two of us. I knocked on his door "yup" Jc answered for me to come in, as soon as he saw it was me he put his laptop down and pulled his full attention to me. "Hey" he said kind of apologetically in a way, and leaned forward. "Isn't Meredith supposed to be over" he ask in a nasty tone. I shook my head. "She's running late, she'll be over in a few." When he didn't say anything I continued. "So, we need to clear things up, obviously the kiss meant less to you than it did me" I said, realizing what that sounded like. Jc raised an eyebrow. I started to panic. "No, that's not what I meant. I mean, it's weird for me to look at you if that makes sense." He nodded his head understandingly. "So if we could just forget anything ever happened between us that would be great" I finished. Jc sucked in a deep breathe. "Kian, I don't think I can forget it" he blushed. What did that mean? I was so confused. "What?" I asked hoping he would give a straight answer. "Because, if I remember it or not, it meant something to me" his face giving a stern look. Was he serious? I blushed, and for some reason was excited to where this was going. "I'm kidding" he chuckled looking at Kiggy who made a weird meow. When he looked back he saw my face was kind of hurt. His face softened. "Did you want me to be serious" he said smirking and standing up from his chair. I blushed even harder. He walked toward me and put his hand on cheek. My body froze. He leaned in tilting his head to the left a bit. My eyes were completely open until his lips softly met mine. His lips felt so good against mine, they were soft and plump and he dominated, leading our mouths in synch. He grabbed my waist pulling me closer to him and I wrapped my arms around his neck, it felt so right. He licked my bottom lip, I was about to part my mouth when I heard our front door open. "Kian! I'm here!" It was Meredith. I quickly pulled away from him and left his room without saying anything. Woah. What just happened. I saw Meredith near our front door and she pulled me into a hug. She pulled away from me and kissed me, I suddenly wasn't satisfied with her kisses, Jc's lips felt so much better than hers. "What's wrong baby?" She asked concerned. I just put on a smile and said "nothing, I missed you"

Me and Meredith were laying in my bed watching some shitty show on Netflix, because I've pretty much watched everything else. I couldn't stop thinking about Jc. His lips were so sweet and so soft, I wanted that feeling back. I wondered what he thought about the kiss. Did he like it? Was he just messing around? Did he have feelings for me? I was snapped out of my thoughts when I realized Meredith was speaking to me. "Kian?" She asked waving her hand in front of my face. "Huh?" I asked drawing my attention to her. "I said, I'm kind of hungry, and if you wanted to go get something to eat?" She said her face looked kind of annoyed I wasn't fully paying attention to her. "Yeah, sure" I said trying to block Jc out of my head and fully focus on her words.

We ended up going to a regular restaurant because Meredith said it's unhealthy to eat that much fast food, and I had to admit she was right. I honestly had a good time with her, but I felt like our connection was fading because of how I now felt towards Jc. Don't get me wrong, I still loved her, I just felt I was falling out of love. "Are you sure you're okay?" Meredith asked once again. "You look like something is really bothering you" she said touching my face. "Yeah I'm just a little tired" I said focusing back on my food. At least she was showing affection.

After I got home I told Meredith that I wasn't feeling too great so I could have some time alone. Actually, I really just wanted to be alone with Jc, but when I got home he wasn't there. My heart sank because I really needed to know how he felt.

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