11:12 am
As Cody neared his home after leaving Jazz's, he imagined a valid excuse to tell his parents as to where he had stayed for the night. Worried, he tapped on the door and remained for either one to let him in.
"Cody, where have you been?" his mother unlocked the door, allowing him in.
"I went round my mates..." I respond, assuming that she'd buy that.
"Which ones did you go to visit, Cody?" my mother started interrogating me, putting me on the spot on what to say next.
"Aidan and Charlie's..." I looked at her, trying not to expose the fact I was lying to her. Although she quickly recognised anyway.
"Cody, don't lie to me. I'm not as thick as your father."
"Ok... I spent the night with Jazzmine... But we watched horror films together and fell asleep hugging each other. O-only hugs, I swear!" I started blushing a deep hue of red.
After an hour of my mother lecturing me on relationships, sex and additional unnecessary things, she finally allowed me to go upstairs to have some alone time.
1:46 pm
I wake up from a short and peaceful rest and remain laying down on my bed, staring up at my ceiling and thinking about Jazz.
"Why is she so beautiful and sexy and--" I noticed that I was talking to myself out loud, rather than thinking it to myself. I hope neither of my parents heard me mumbling about Jazzmine...
Unable to replace the image stuck inside my memory of her I reached for my phone to text her some more.
Hey x
Hi!
How are you today, beautiful?😆
I'm okay, I guess. 😕
What's up, Jazz?
Just feel a bit lonely.
Aww, miss me already? 😉
Cody, shut up 😂 xx
Only if you can make me 😏
Omg Cody 😂
What
Why you so weird today? Not that it's a bad thing, it's just not like you.
I don't know.
Hey, do you want to come to meet me tomorrow morning?
Sure but where?
Umm, remember that park just down the road from my house?
Yeah sure, I'll meet you there.
My stomach filled with butterflies at the thought of being alone with my crush again. God, why can my best friend make me feel this way for her? Why does my heart do this to me? I slide my phone onto the small bedside table and lose myself to the thought of her beauty.
[AN: Thanks for the shoutout @rosejsum, love you queen x]
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