JeffMads Modern AU | Year 1 {Complete}

Thinking About Him

*nice little time skip*

1:00 a.m.

1:01 a.m.

1:02 a.m.

Tick, tick, tick, tick.

I sighed and rolled around, now facing the wall. I couldn't sleep. It was definitely anxiety keeping me up. But the question; what had caused my anxiety?

I kicked off my covers. It was growing very hot, and my mind was all fuzzy. I listened to see if I could hear Samuel breathing. He wasn't. I mean he probably was breathing he just wasn't back in the dorm. He was probably off somewhere smogging King.

That led me back to another reason I was up. Thomas.

Ok... Thomas and Charles. 

I reached out and pulled on a string to turn the bedside lamp on. Of course I was momentarily blinded.

Once I could see again, I pulled out my book from earlier. Then while humming some song I heard on the radio,  I flipped to my page, which was marked with a folded up napkin. I took a deep breath.

There's no way Charles was up at one in the morning, right? Perhaps...

With hope in my head I punched the scraggly little numbers into my phone.

Ring, ring, ring.

He picked up on the third ring.

"Hullo?" Charles said.

"Uh... this is James. From Starbucks-"

"You finally decided to call! Wow I'm impressed. I thought I was never going to hear from you again" I heard soft chuckling. "So..."

"So? Did you have to tell me something?" I sat up on the edge of my bed, and started picking at a small bug bite on my leg.

"Actually, yes. I just wanted you to know that you're really fucking adorable."

I swear it felt like 1,000 degrees now.

"T-thanks?"

"Really. I mean it. I kinda wanted to know if you wanted to hang out with me sometime?"

I bit my lip. My mind wandered to Thomas Jefferson. Of course it did. He told me to call Charles. Maybe I could explore my gay side with him. But god damn, Thomas is gay too. And maybe I'm not gay... I've never been with a guy, but the few girls I had been with were awful. I mean they were great, I just wanted to be friends, nothing more.

After a few seconds of thinking I finally responded, "Yeah sure."

I could practically hear Charles smiling on the other side of the phone. "Great! Got anything going on say... 4:30 tomorrow? I mean today."

I laughed and covered my red face, even though there was no one to hide it from.  "No. I'm free. My last class ends at 3:00."

"Sweet meet me at the Starbucks, 4:30, this afternoon." Then he hung up.

Holy shit.