Chapter-35

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IM UPSET THAT PEOPLE ARE READING MY STORY ☹️ I honestly am.

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((Alex's POV))
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John and I  made it in the house. It was dark and quite. Too quite to be exact. I think everyone is upstairs sleeping or just.. I don't know. I grabbed Johns hand and we slowly walked up stairs.The feeling felt different; odd. John was holding my hand awful tight, like he was scared of the dark. Or what could be hiding behind it.

I'm gonna talk to him later but I don't wanna make it seem like I'm jealous. I just want to make sure he's not cheating or feeling that way. We still have one more year of high school. Then college. So i'd probably hold onto John the best I can. It's not like I'm ditching him and it's not like I'm keeping him for myself. I just wanna make these moments worth memorizing. True love doesn't exist in schools. But I'm sure I can make this one.

The creaking of the stairs probably gave it away that we were coming up. But I didn't care if they knew or not. I just didn't wanna wake anyone up if they were sleeping. And going up the stairs felt like hours. I stood in the middle of the hallway starring into the room in front of me.

"Alexander just go, it's not like there's a ghost idiot." John mumbled pushing me in the huge room we were once at. I groaned at his smart ass remark and stubbled in the room. He laughed in defeat with a grin on his face.  Evil ass munch.

I looked around the room and no one was in here. The room was just as it was before we left the first time. The window was open, pillows and covers were flung everywhere, and the blue, green lava lamp lit up the entire room. Sending the glow into the hallway a little.

"Maybe they're trying to scare us or something." John sat on the bed with a playful hop and put his leg up with his elbow on it. He then put his chin on his hand and groaned."Knowing you, you're probably scared anyway."

"Ya ok." I scoffed and rolled my eyes slowly walking in more and more.

"Ya ok." He mocked.

"Seriously?"

"Yes 'Seriously' you're always so worried about me Alexander. I know you're being a good boyfriend but I'm not cheating." John replied laying on his back and sighing. I bit my lip nervously.

How did he know what I thought? And even if he was, he would be crawling right back. Or maybe he's one of those one guys who don't even care. But that's just me being jealous as always. I said I wasn't the first time but now it's startling to show too much that, I myself, can admit to.

I walked over to the desk and sat in the chair, sloppily putting my feet on it.

I starred at John who was fiddling with his fingernail in the air, like Jesus cared or something. Damn it he's so hard to get to.

I groaned again."Fine. If you can prove that then okay. No further questions asked." I growled tapping my fingers on the desk impatiently. The temp was rising in here and John wasn't making anything any better. He's sweet and kind but I really like him when he's mad.

I didn't want an answer and kinda didn't expect one. I heard shifting and a creek of the bed, then finally met eyes with John. I gulped before He grabbed my shoulders and shoved me against the wall. I was somewhat startled and triggered.

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