Jerome POV
My eyes felt heavy as I slowly opened them and adjusted them to the harsh light. I squinted eyes, but they snapped right open when I felt a pair of arms around my waist, tightening their grip. I heard a groan and I turned around to see someone I was not expecting to ever be in my bed! (Accept in my dreams ;) I saw Mitch right there, hugging me. I was confused, so although I wanted to enjoy this moment, I had to wake him up. I softly nudged him and he began to slowly peel his eyes open, with a confused look on his face.
Oh what I would do to wake up to this every morning...
A small hair fell onto the front of his face and I almost wanted to punch myself for waking him up.
"Hey dude!" he whispered to me with a (ovary exploding) smile.
"Hey, I was just wondering why you are in my bed? You know I don't normally wake up to this every morning." (I wish I could though)
"Well..um..you see...I-I-I...was..COLD! Yeah it was cold so..I came in here." He stuttered.
"Ok dood, whatever you say." Laughing, I pushed myself off of the bed and grabbed my phone. I then noticed something. Mitch. Was. Shirtless. I literally think I just died inside. I felt myself blush as I stumbled into the bathroom. On my way I tripped over his shirt.
How fucking ironic..
"You OK there dood?" Mitch said laughing, clutching his sides. He pushed himself off of the bed and gave me a hand to help me up.
I grinned evily, accepting the hand. Soon enough he fell down too. On top of me at that. We both stared into each others eyes and I felt myself leaning in.
We were about 1cm apart when the door opened and Adam came in.
"Jerome, have you seen Mit- oh. Well. I'll leave you to it then!" Shutting the door I groaned and stood up, helping Mitch up with me.
"Lets get ready, shall we bacca?"
"Hokeyp!" I then rushed into the bathroom, trying to hide the prominent crimson on my face. I leapt into the shower and began to play The hunger games song - Parody of Borgore ; Decisions.
Why does EVERYTHING remind me of Mitch?
Once my shower was done, I grabbed a random shirt off of the floor. I put it on, grabbed my phone and walked downstairs.
I sat at the table, just as Ian handed round a tray of pancakes. As I was about to grab one, Jason looked at me smirking.
"Nice shirt you got there Jerome!"
I looked down to see...
Uh oh, why didn't I check the shirt?
It was Mitch's shirt. Mitch looked at me and he looked as if someone had coloured his cheeks in lipstick cause damn his cheeks were red.
I smiled and began to eat my pancakes, all the while stealing glances as Mitch.
All of a sudden there was a knock on the door. A all too familiar person walked in.
Jasmine.
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Oooooh, dat cliffhanger doe! Whats Jasmine here for? Oh noes!
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~Angel~
