gentleman-- j.m.b

diez

"Tell me what it is you're thinking."

"It's just... I mean, what are we? Surely friends is..." I say, my voice trailing off. He gets the hint though; I see it in his face.

And for a split second I think I've made the wrong decision in bringing that up.

"You want to be more than friends?" He asks.

"W-well..." I say awkwardly.

"You mean... Outside of the friendzone?" He questions, and I squirm a little.

"I mean I don't really-"

"It's okay," he says, "just tell me if you do."

I look down and sigh. "I do but I can't right now. I'm too... I don't trust easily and..."

My voice trails and he decides to finish it for me. "You're afraid I would cheat on you."

The disappointment in his voice told all. He was sad that I would think that. But I can't help it; it's happened twice.

"I'm sorry, Joey. I really am," I say sadly.

"I understand," he says gently, and then gives me a hug.

I wrap my arms around his shoulders and pull myself closer to him. His hands creep around my waist, also pulling me closer.

I felt safe in his arms. I rested my head into his chest, and I sighed.

"I really don't know how I'd be right now if I didn't meet you," he says, which soothes me a little for some reason.

"Me too," I reply straightforwardly, only because I couldn't justify the answer any more; I agreed completely.

I feel his head rest on mine as he continues. "I'll just give you time."

"Don't leave during that time," I say quickly.

"Of course not. Otherwise no trust would be built. If I spend more time with you, the more you'll trust me," he says, then adds quickly, "unless I accidentally break your arm playing football with you."

"I'm more horrified at the fact you think I'll play football with you," I reply, "I can't even run properly let alone kick a football."

He lets out a laugh. "I'm only joking."

I giggle. His laugh was contagious. "I know."

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I sat on the bus, staring out the window. It was raining.

Lightly, pattering down.

I love rain.

It's something I've loved all my life. I've never really liked the sun; it hurts people.

Suddenly, my phone dings.

Whachu thinking about, lovely?

From Joey.

I smile, knowing he's thinking of me already. Only because he messaged me.

Rain. I thought you forgot about that nickname.

I look back outside, admiring the view of trees and grass outside. A whole lot of green. Which is good.

Why, don't you like it? -J

Of course I like it. What are you thinking of? -K

You. -J

I feel my cheeks blush a rosy red, and I bite my lip. I look down at the outfit I picked out for today.

A perfect outfit for the rain; black leggings, some simple Adidas sneakers and an oversized hoodie.

And my hair I decided to curl. I felt creative this morning. I'm wearing my normal black glasses, which probably compliment my look the most.

Thanks Joey, thinking of you too. -K

I sighed, and before I could message him again asking what he was doing, he had replied.

You look beautiful today.

I frown. You haven't even seen me today.

Don't have to.

I smiled all throughout the bus ride at his text, and when I hopped off the bus once we had arrived at school, I already saw him.

He was standing there, in the pouring rain. Staring at me, letting out a little smile. His hair fell a little into his eyes, which were staring into mine.

Perfect could be a good word.

"Hey," he says as I approach him.

"Hey," I smile, and then wrap my hands around my arms, brushing them up and down. "It's cold!"

"I know," he says, then pulls me into his arms. I don't hug him back. Instead, I curl up into his chest for body heat.

"Can we go under the covered area like every other sane student?" I ask.

"Wait, I need to do something," he says.

"What is it?" I ask.

"I need to ask you something," he says rather nervously.

I undo myself out of his hug and stare into his beautiful eyes. My arms are in his as he continues.

"I mean, I just think it'd be cool if you'd go on a date with me," he blurts out.

I smile. "Of course."

He hugs me, and as he holds me in his arms he speaks. "I really like you, love."

I smile at the nickname like I do every time. "I like you too Joey."

"Do you like me the way I like you though?" He says gently.

I look up at him and wrap my arms around his stomach.

"Yes."

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