Why-A Merome Story

Chapter 5

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Jerome's P.O.V.

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Mitch pulls off his shirt, reveling a large bruise on his side. I notice a wound on his spine, along who tiny bruises. The thing that bothers me most about it is that the chair he fell over couldn't have made those marks...

"I'm an idiot. I'm sorry." Mitch grumbles. I let out a faint laugh, assuring him that its okay.

"There is a reason why you're a gamer and not an Olympic hurdler." I tell him and he laughs and punches my arm. "I will go get you some ice. Don't trip or even move while I'm gone." I tell Mitch as I walk into my kitchen.

I gather ice in a gallon sized zip lock bag and wrap it in a rag. I also grab a large blanket from a closet on my back to the living room.

"Thanks." Mitch mumbles when I hand him the ice bag. He then lays stomach down and sets the ice pack on his bare back. He cringes at first, but then relaxes.

I sit back down onto the couch with Mitch's head on a pillow which is in my lap. We are jut sitting here quietly watching tv until he breaks the silence.

"Sorry I didn't warn you about me coming down. I just really missed you and this girl I met, Harper told me that if I truly loved you, I would come to you no matter what." He says. I smile and allow a slight chuckle to escape my lips. "As long as you're with me, I don't care." I reply, stroking his messy hair.

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Loui's P.O.V.

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I park my car outside of Ms. Shelder's house. Her and Luke get out, and I follow.

We walk into her lovely home and Ms. Shelder went into her kitchen so Luke and I are left sitting awkwardly in the living room.

I have to admit that I don't mind this that much because Luke is pretty dang hot. The way his dark hair is flipped to the side and his icy blue eyes are amazing. And don't even get me started on his laugh...

"Sooooo....." Luke says awkwardly. "How old are you?" Luke flips his hair to the side, almost making me melt. But then I realize that I still have to answer.

"I'm eighteen. I actually go to the school near by." I tell him. "And yourself?" Luke smiles before speaking again. "I'm from Montreal, Canada. So I go to college there and I'm nineteen."

We continue to talk awkwardly until Ms. Shelder walks back in the room, hold a plate of brownies. I accept one and thank her.

"I'm so glad you're here, Lukie Boo!" she says in a high pitched voice. Luke turns red ad rolls his eyes. "I'm not seven anymore, Aunt Cindy. I'd rather not be called by 'LukieBoo.'" He groans.

Ms. Shelder gets a slightly hurt look on her face, but then brushes it away and turns to me. "So, you and Luke seem like you would make a cute couple." She whispers to me, with a wink.

What the heck? is she trying to set me up with this guy? She would have to be a scientist to get us together. Besides, Luke is probably straight.

"He's not." Ms. Shelder whispers. Wait, I said that allowed. Crap. Crap crap crap. "He's as straight as a curly fry." She winks again.

"What did you tell him?" Luke says, standing up. Ms. Shelder smiles. "Nothing...." She says with a girly laugh. Luke quirky pulls Ms. Shleder out of the room and into the kitchen.

A few minutes later, Luke walks me outside to my car. I open the door and climb in. "Sorry about her." He says. "She always does this. And here," he hands me a folded sticky note with a phone number. "Call me sometime." He winks and walks away.

Wow.

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Mitch's P.O.V.

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I must've fallen asleep because when I wake up, the room is dark except for the glow of the tv. Jerome is no liner by my side and I can tell that the porch light is on outside and I hear faint voices.

I get up slowly, because of my back and creep over to the blinds cover the window that is looking tv the porch. I carefully pull part of the blind down and see two figures standing on the porch.

It was Luke and Jerome.

"Can't you jut leave us alone?" Jerome hisses at Luke. "Just go back to Canada and find someone else. Mitch is mine and I intend to keep it like that forever."

Luke shoves Jerome away from him. "You two aren't right for each other. Why can't you see that?!" Luke whisper-yells. Jerome shoves him back and Luke stumbles, but catches his balance.

I quickly open the door, not knowing what to say when Luke and Jerome stop and stare at me. Jerome suddenly smiles and opens his arms and pulls me into a hug.

"Oh, I didn't know you woke up. Luke here was just leaving." He growls the last few words and shoots Luke a harsh glare.

"Oh yeah." Luke says quickly and I can tell he is lying. "I'm actually in town visiting my Aunt." Luke pulls me into a hug. "It was nice seeing you again. " He whispers into my ear.

When he pulls away, I have wide eyes. Jerome was standing next to me with his fist balled. I give his hand a slight squeeze before speaking up.

"See you around, Luke." I call as Luke walks away and Jerome pulls me back into the house.

He quickly shuts the door and locks it. He presses me up against he wall and I cringe. What is he doing?

"Stay away from Luke. I don't like that guy. " He hisses and lets me go. I've never seen him act this way before.

"Chill out. I love you, Jerome. Not him." I assure him. "Now lets go get some sleep, eh?" I grab his arm and lead him to his room where we both snuggle up and fall asleep.

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-Hstyler

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