13- I wasn't drunk

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The day begins to get darker and I get up to close the curtains feeling Jugs eyes on me. I walk to my bed and lie back down next to him. He slowly studies my face. I still feel really bothered about yesterday and the fact we still haven't talked about it.

I don't make any eye contact with him as I question if i should bring the pool subject up. Part of me wants to but he probably doesn't want to talk about it. He has enough problems with Betty and I don't want to add to that. Besides, all of this could mean nothing. He was probably just drunk and unsure of what he was doing.

"You seem upset" he looks at me in concern completely dragging me out my thoughts. I turn to look at him and slightly sit up. "I just- I don't know what to say" I sigh. He shuffles his eyebrows in confusion. Ugh I have no choice I need to let this out now. "I mean yesterday you kissed me and i'm just overthinking like you were probably just drunk-" I start. "Archie-" He says between my sentences. "-so it probably doesn't mean anything to you and-" I keep blabbering. "Arch-" he quietly repeats himself. "I get if you don't think anything of it because you were drunk and obviously everything with Betty-" I continue. I'm suddenly caught by surprise as he sits up, pressing his lips against mine while holding my cheek. I instantly feel sparks and my skin starts to tingle.

The same taste from his lips come back and I'm instantly reminded of what yesterday was like again. It feels so comforting and so fucking right I can't help myself.

He slowly pulls his lips away before I can kiss back his hand still on my cheek. "I wasn't drunk" he gently starts his face inches away from mine. "The kiss did mean something to me Arch. Look, me and Betty are in a bad place at the moment, all I want to do is lie here with you. Somehow you help me and make me feel happier. Can we just focus on this moment right now not anything else?" he says almost in a whisper as his thumb slowly moves in small circles on my cheek. I study his face and decide to agree with him. Gently, I nod and hesitantly lean my head on his shoulder.

I'm not sure what's going to happen or what me and Jug exactly are but everything just feels so right yet so wrong. All I want is to sort things out with Valerie and him to sort things out with Betty so I don't feel instant regret every time i'm with him. I take myself out my thoughts and close my eyes because i can't keep them open any longer. I feel Jug lean his head on top of mine.

Sunday 9:32

I wake up from a deep sleep, yesterday's events suddenly running through my mind. Instantly, I sit up as Jug comes into my head. I sigh deeply when I see him not next to me. Ugh I bet he thinks this is one big game, we have moments where we act like everything's fine then he just leaves. I'm probably just someone he's using to help him through his problems with Betty. What's this boy doing to me?

Pulling myself out my thoughts, I pull my covers back and grab my jacket as I suddenly feel the coldness hit my skin. I make my way to the door unlocking it to get some breakfast. I slightly freeze in shock as Jodie appears outside the door for some reason cleaning the walls. What the hell is she doing?

"Morning" she greets turning round. "Uh morning? " I reply unsure of why she's cleaning. "What are you doing?" I question. "I'm cleaning" She replies as if it's obvious. "Good morning!" Kevin interrupts. "The walls?" I ask Kevin pointing to Jodie. "Yeah uh" he points to his head and does the 'she's going crazy' sign. I nod in response. "Anyway, morning Arch!" he repeats. "Morning" I reply unsure of why he's acting so cheerful. "So that Jug kid was nice" he says smiling. I raise my eyebrows slightly shocked. Fuck what if Jug told him about us? "You met him?" I ask curiously. "Yeah in the bathroom this morning" He answers nodding. Jodie turns round and looks back and forth between me and Kevin taking interest in our conversation. "So uh who is he?" Kevin questions desperate to know. "Uh just a fr-friend" I stutter slowly grabbing the door handle beggining to close it. "Oh okay?" he awkwardly replies. "Yeah..." I slowly shut the door in their faces as casually as possible removing myself from the situation. Well that was couldn't of been anymore awkward.



Authors notes:

Hey guys sorry for the slow update, school work is killing me rip. Anyway, thank you so much for 2k on this book and all the comments + votes it means a lot. I'm trying to update more regularly. Hope you enjoyed this chapter :)💗

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