[DISCONTINUED] Perhaps A Perfect Match | Jerome Clarke x reader

Chapter three

Y/N POV:
Amber followed me upstairs and watched me as I put away my stuff. "How come you took so long walking back?" She asked. "I don't know. Because I'm a slow walker." I answered sarcasticly. "Seriously?" She began.
Amber; "Is there something going on?"
Y/N; "As in with me and Jerome or just me? For me and Jerome, no. Where friends but nothing else, if that's what you're implying. And for me, I'm fine."
Amber; "I know you're fine. That's clear, I think. But there is something there, with you and Jerome."

I sighed. This girl never stopped when it came to boys. I told her to leave so I could change and she went, probably to abuse Jerome with questions or bother Nina or Alfie with her imagination. *Sigh*

**

I wasn't looking where I was going so when I got to the bottom of the stairs I tripped and fell right onto Eddie. "Wow there!" He exclaimed rather loudly. It caused both amber and Jerome to peer through the door, I hardly noticed. "Sorry, I should be looking where I am going. Lost in my own world." I said then laughed that second part. He still had his arms almost all the way around me near my shoulders. He smiled. I hesitatently smiled back. Then Jerome burst through the door...

Jerome's POV:
I don't know what came over me but seeing him with his hands on her and them smiling to one another. I couldn't cope. I burst through the door leaving Amber in shock from beside me and Eddie and Y/N turn to face me.
He moved his hands down to his side and both of them turned there bodies in sink to face me. "Yes, Jerome? Or do you just barge through the door all the time?" She said and laughed. I smiled in shock of what I just did to get them to stop being so close. Y/N started to walk and Eddie followed her into the dining area where I eventually went and we all had dinner.

Y/N POV:
Night came around fast. Dinner didn't seem so long ago. After getting ready for bed, I checked through my phone to see if I had any messages: just one.
'Sorry." It read. It's from Jerome. What does he have to be sorry for? I can't think about it now, I'm going to sleep.

**

Later raising and shining today. I was extremely tired last night. I shoved my hair up onto an incrediblely messy bun then put on my uniform. I arrived to everyone already sat around the table. I took my seat beside Jerome and Eddie and ate a piece of toast.

-skipping to the end of school-
"Y/N!" Jerome's called over to me. He must have heard me playing. Playing basketball that is. "I didn't know you played." He said. "Of course not. I've been here three days." I laughed. He smirked at me. "come on then." He said, taking the ball from me and beginning to dribble it. "Oh ok. Want to play that game." I said smirking.

We played for a couple of one on one games then it came down to the last shot in the time. I was winning and I will whether he gets this in or not. I stood infront of him dodging him. Side to side. He leaped up and through the ball. As he landed, I turned to watch. It went in. He still lost. I spirled back around to him. "Good shot but you still lost!" I said sharply, poking him on the chest. Then we both laughed. I'm just realising how unbelievablely close we are. We must be only a couple of inches apart. Our faces changed as we met each other's gaze and stared into each other's eyes. It must have been about a minute when I started to realise what's going to happen. He started leaning down because he's taller then me. Our lips a few centimeters apart when I can't. I pulled myself back. Far. And ran over to my jacket and phone. "I have to go!" I called out slightly turning my head to my shoulder but not looking. All the while he stood there watching in confusion. When I began to walk, he called out for me to wait as he grabbed his stuff. I carried on.

Out the gate, I saw Fabian, he must have over heard. I quickly tied my jacket around my waste and ran off with my phone and bottle in hand.