HOLLYWOOD; Jyatt

do better.

~a week later at jaeden's house~

wyatt's pov

"play with me" jaeden says to me as he tries handing me a wii remote. i playfully roll my eyes and look around his basement. it was basically his room, he spent all his time down here, and even had a bed in the back corner for when he didn't fall asleep watching tv on the couch.

"okay fine, but we need to get outta here later, i have something planned.

"yes!" he shouts in excitement. he adds my remote to the game and he flips through the song choices. he lands on a song and we are about to start the song when his mom walks down the stairs with a laundry basket and sighs.

"jaeden, i told you to stop playing video games all the time. they're bad for your head. especially these girly ones"

"mom, it's only just dance" he responds trying to defend himself in a calm tone.

"what did i tell you about talking back? and please clean up down here. it's a complete wreck." i looked around the room and saw an empty pizza box on the coffee table next to two sodas. one of my shirts were under the sofa and there were markers spilled out beside a bookshelf in the back corner next to some coloring books. that was all. i personally wouldn't call it a wreck but to each they're own.

"okay mom, i'm sorry, i'll pick it up later." jae replies after turning around and giving the game his attention again.

"no, not later because then it will never get done."

"okay, i'm sorry mom"

"don't be sorry, just do better." she says walking back up the stairs after putting the full laundry basket on the couch and not even looking at me or acknowledging me.

once i hear the door close from the top of the stairs i look to jaeden.

"i'm sorry"

"why? you have nothing to be sorry about. i'm the one that made the mess. all i do is make messes."

"no, jae, you don't. i'm sorry that she treats you like that."

"it's okay. i deserve it."

"Stop!" i say putting my hands on both his shoulders and making eye contact with him.

"w-what do you mean?"

"stop talking bad about yourself all the time! it makes me sad when you do that. you are such an awesome person and don't deserve the shit that your mom and kids at school give you. you're the best person i've ever met and hearing you talk about yourself like that pains me. jaeden... i love you."

"i-i don't know what to say." he says nervously. fuck. i really messed this up. i spoke too soon and just messed everything up. i should've just kept that to myself. love is one of the most overused words in the english language and when i actually mean it i fuck everything up.

"i love you too" jae responds dropping the controllers and wrapping his hands around my neck and pulling my face closer to his and our lips meet. i kiss him back and slide my hands down to his waist and pull his body closer to mine as the kiss intensifies. he moves his hands up my neck and runs his fingers through my loose curls. we had said things about how we were into guys and we had held hands and slept in the same bed but now we were expressing our love for each other in a different way. i move my hands from his waist to under his shirt and start to run them up his sides. i feel him get goosebumps and he pulls his hands out of my hair and moves them down to my face. we start to make our way towards the sofa when we hear the door to the basement slam open and we hear rough footsteps stomping down the stairs. we separate and he runs over to the markers to pick them up in fear his mom will yell at him. i sit on the couch and cover my lap with a pillow for no particular reason and grab a controller and exit the game. his mom comes down and looks at us both and sticks her nose up then walks back up stairs. jaeden continues to clean up the markers and puts the coloring books back on the bookshelf. when we hear the door to the basement slam shut i look over my shoulder to jae and he's looking over at me with relief on his face.