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

Chapter fourteen

Arriving back at the house after earlier, I felt harsh. I should have given him the chance to explain but I didn't and I couldn't go back now.

I simply sat in my room, wanting dinner to come round as fast as possible but instead Jerome did. "What was that earlier?!" He sounded different, mean different. "Oh, you don't have the right to talk to me like that! You didn't tell me about Mara and Willow!" I pointed to him harshly. "Oh. Who told you?" Was all he asked. "Eddie because he's a real friend!" I sassed. "He's trying to spilt us up! He likes you, remember? And yes it happened, but I couldn't bring myself to tell one about the other. Joy ended up doing it for me..." He sounded so heartfelt. I was feeling harsh, now all I wanted to do was hug him. So I did. I hugged him so tight. At first, he acted shocked then he soothed into it and hugged me tightly. "Im sorry for being harsh." I told him, honestly, into his shoulder. "Don't be. I should've told you myself." He said into my shoulder. I pulled away. "Let's just forget this?" I asked and he nodded. We had another long hug and went down to dinner.

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This time, I didn't pull my hand from his as we sat down. When everyone had finally entered and was seated, we began to dig into food. Just realising now that I hadn't done exercise in a while, I decided not to eat much.

After dinner, me and Jerome sat on the couch together. I leaned on his should and he had his arm around mine. I was texting a friend back home and he was playing a game on his phone. Amber and Alfie sat across from us. "You two are so cute!" Amber pointed the two of you making you look up to her from your phone just to roll eyes and look back down again. "What's wrong with that?" Jerome asked, looking down at you. "What do you mean?" I asked back, giving him a quick glance before sending another text. "What's wrong with us being cute? I saw you roll those pretty little eyes of yours." He said to me, I think I blushed slightly. "Nothing is wrong with being a cute couple. Look at me and amber!" Alfie exclaimed from across the other side of the room. I sighed. "Nothing is wrong." I simply said to Jerome. He took his arm away and grabbed my hand, pulling me slightly harshly of the couch. "What are you doing? I was comfy!" I complained as he pulled me down the corridor and into his room. "Do you have a problem with people saying couplely things to us? Or do you just not like being a couple?" He asked those two questions. "What's coming over you? Why are you saying this? Of course I like being a couple, amber just annoys me when she talks about boys all the time." I told him straight. "Sorry, I just... I really like you, Y/N. I love you and I just think-" he started before I stopped him. "No, Jerome. I love you too, ok? I've never said that to anyone but I mean it with you. Never think I don't, got it?" I placed my finger on his lips as I spoke so he wouldn't talk back. He softly took my wrist and moved my hand down to his shoulder. "Got it." He said quietly before placing his hands on my waist and lent down to close the gap between us. His arms snaked around my waist as mine snaked around his neck and into his hair. This kiss was different from the last ones. A good different. Passionate yet loving. Calm but fast. It was everything.

When we pulled away, we panted a little. "I should go get ready for bed before victor yells at me." I told him and chuckeled lightly. He moved a piece of hair out of my face and behind my ear. "I love you." He said then gave me a quick kiss on the lips as he let me go to my room.