Jess's POV
For once,I wake up happy. Realising I'm not in my own bed,I wonder what went off.
Then I remember.
Jason, Jack,and Sam.
Three people who made last night one I'll never forget.
The scent of bacon and pancakes wafts into the room,and I get up,and practically float down the staircase,towards the smell.
I walk (float) into the kitchen,and see Jason stood at the oven, frying several packs of bacon,and stacks of pancakes.
Suddenly the atmosphere turns sour,
"Oh...morning Jason."He runs around and doesn't say anything,before turning back to the stove.
I sigh and try again,
"Look,Jason...I know I hurt you,it hurt me too,but I had to deal with that then,or it'd get even worse! Please Jason,can't we just forget about it?"
He turns oven off,and stacks the last of the pancakes and bacon,before turning to me again,and walking briskly towards me.
He places his hands on my shoulders,"Jess,you know how I feel about you right?"
I freeze,
"What?"
He repeats himself and says,
"You know how I feel,don't you?"
"Jason...I don't know what you mean."
He sighs and takes his hands away,
"I thought I was obvious. I thought if I made it clear,I'd stand a chance."
"Jason,what are you talking about?"
"Isn't it obvious Jess? I love you."
The words slip so easily from his mouth,it takes a minute for me to realise what he said.
I take a step back and whisper,"What?"
He steps forward again and says,
"I. Love. You."
I shake, my head,and stumble backwards.
It's too much.
Sam,Jack,and Jason all like me?!
How is that possible?!
I'm with Jack,happily, and now I have to choose between my boyfriend,my ex,and my bestfriend?!Seriously?!
I turn away and run out of the open front door directly ahead of me,ignoring Jason's shouts and pleads,ignoring any problems I have.
Running away from things inset usually my style,but in this case,I'll make an exception.
I need a break.
There's too much going on,and I can't deal with it all,I'm not magic. I can't wave a piece of plastic say abracadabra and make it all go away.
I'll come back. I'm just taking a break.
I need time.
They'll understand.
Hopefully.Sam's POV
I wake up with my head feeling as though it's been split in half,something I'm used to,but it still hurts like hell.
I stretch groggily and wonder what time it is and what woke me up.
Looking at the red illuminate alarm clock next to me d,I see its 3:18pm.
Wow. That's a record. I slept for at least 9 hours,the longest I've slept in a long time. Since the breakup.
Wait.
Jess.
She's the one who brought me to bed last night.
I remember everything now.
I told them they could crash here. Which means she's still here. Which means I can finally explain. Maybe.
As to the reason I woke up?
Ill found that out easy enough.
Slowly getting out of bed,I exit my room,and sleep walk down the corridor,and down the staircase.
Everyone is panicking,running around,checking every room, and shouting,
"JESS?! WHERE ARE YOU?!"
I feel as though a blade of ice has been pushed through my heart.
Running up to Casey,I practically yell,
"What going on?!"She glares at me.
Great, she's still mad at me.
"You can ask Jason that." She rolls her eyes.
"Jason?" I question.
She points to a guy sat in a corner of the room,head in his hands,shaking as though he were crying.
I nod,
"Okay,bye."

YOU ARE READING
Break me-Third book to the Drunk Messages series
Romance"I'm sorry Sam. I'm broken." "No you're not!" "Go ahead and do it." "What?" "Break me some more." In which a girls life falls apart with a few words,and nothing is ever the same. Thanks, Universal xx