Love me (A Princeton Love Story) •ON HOLD•

Chapter 16

YN. . .

I stared at myself for long while, those cruel words from boss finally cleared from my head. I smiled at myself. I'd looked much older than what I'd had when I was a child, that have been the last time I'd saw myself.

"So, do you like it? I mean you've been staring at yourself for somewhat five minutes." Rachel joked. I turned my head side and side and viewed it. Yes, my hair was long and nice. It'd been cleaned out of those leaves and dirt and Lord knows what else.

"I love it," I said, still teasing with my hair. "Thank you, Rachel."

"Anytime. But now let's get you out of those cl-"

"Helloo?" Jacob sounded at the door. "Are you guys ever going to eat?" He laughed.

Rachel opened the door and stepped out with me following behind. Jacob stared.

"YN?" He said.

"Yes?" I turned back to him, my wet curls flicking some water on to him.

"I just wanted to say that you look. . . beautiful." He complimented. I gave him a polite thank you and walked back into the dining room and sat down. I looked over to my side, and surprisingly, Chresanto had been staring at me.

"Are you colorblind, or do you see something you like?" I said smugly. I didn't like him one bit, so I couldn't help the smart tone and words that flowed through my mouth.

"Just shut up." He said lowly, looking away and clenching his jaw. I was either making his blood boil or he just hadn't wanted to speak to me. Although I didn't care, I still gave him a stare and wondered on what he was thinking.

"Food smells great, Jacob." I left my thoughts and complimented. He finished making the plates and Rachel sat them on the table. They each sat down and began to eat.

We each finished our delicious dinner with many laughs and small talks. Chresanto was actually the only person who didn't say a word or crack a smile. That boy must have problems or issues perhaps.

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Later that night, Rachel had decided that she would stay over to help finish beautifying myself. Chresanto's ass just hadn't wanted to go home. Her and Chresanto slept in the living room, while Jacob and I, had been quietly laying in the bed with the television down low. Jacob held me close with his arms wrapped around my waist. We decided that would be the best way to sleep in case I'd had a nightmare so he could hold me and comfort me, and also because we were a "couple" (I'm not exactly sure).

While we were drifting off to sleep, my throat had gotten a little dry so I rose out of bed and went to go grab a bottle of water. As I walked out into the short hallway, I'd bumped into Chresanto.

"Excuse you." I whispered and brushed past him. I felt him watching me but continued into the kitchen and got a bottle of water. As I turned back to our room, Chresanto'd stopped me again. "What!?" I still whispered, trying not to get too loud. He just stood over me and stared, not saying a word at all. "I don't have time for this." I said trying to walk past him. He caught my arm and pulled me back to him, making me want to slap the shit out of him. "Stop, nigga." I said quietly and jerked away from him. I was ready to go off on him for touching me, but I kept quiet and walked back to the room and shut the door.

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Chresanto. . .

What the fuck was my problem!? I hate people like her. Why was I trying to come on to her? I have a girlfriend as well as she has a boyfriend. Was I falling for my brother's girl? Ew. I tried not think about that but YN's face kept coming to mind. Her beautiful features, although she looked dirty, was just amazing. Her adorable smile and laugh, the way that her eyes would sparkle whenever she looked at my brother. He seemed to be my only barrier. . . wait. I can't have any bad thoughts of him. He was family.

Maybe she could fall for me though. How? I had no clue. All I know is that it would be hard because she despised me, the way she would glare at me every time I would try to talk to her or look at her she'd give me that devilish look. I wish I'd never fought her, maybe she'd hate me less.

I slammed my head onto the arm of the couch. Fucking jackass. I repeatedly said in my head.

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*.* Chresanto fall back :-| And YN, don't be worried about him, be worried about Jacob *_*