I love him

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I layed there in bed tossing and turning the night seemed long. The stink on my cheek was gone now but his hand mark was slightly imprinted on my cheek

After the slap incident Jordan locked himself in his room.

But the hip hop music blasting from his room tells me that he isn't asleep
His aunt still didn't come so it was just the two of us in this big beautiful house.

I had it with this restlessness so I decided to go take a shower to cool off than maybe I'll be able to fall asleep.

The cold same what hot water ran down my body as I just stood there taking in every moment when I heard the door open.

"Micheal?" Jordan  called out as if unsure that it was me

I closed the shower tap and replied softly with a yeah

"I'm sorry" he said this time sounding too close for comfort

But soon that close for comfort turned into near full panic mode when I looked through the misty shower door to see his silhouette undressing.

What the hell I thought to myself as panic overtook me

I had a thing about people seeing me naked that I didn't like

Body dismophoria or something

The door slowly slid open and I froze in time standing there meek as a mouse with my hand tightly on the tap handle and my back on him with my eyes shut and thanking God that I decided to shower with my briefs on.

"I shouldn't have slapped you..... Or threatened you like that" his voice was filled with sympathy and sorry but I was frozen

"Micheal" he called out seeing as that I wasn't responding

"mmmh" I voiced scared to utter a word

"can you atleast look at me when I'm talking to you"

Debating if I should turn or not I shook my head no but that was a mistake when I felt his warm hand on my shoulder slowly turning me towards him

Fully facing him with my eyes still shut and head down I heard him chuckle a little

"Micheal come on bruh you can look at me" he teased lifting up my face by the chin

"open your eyes" and I slowly did, connecting with his dark brown orbs

"see, there's nothing to be scared of" he smiled

I'm starting to think that maybe just maybe Jordan was bipolar or just simply playing with my emotions cause his fully bared muscles and deep V cut wasn't doing any help to me.

"like what you see" he asked and I immediately shook my head no

"liar" he chuckled taking my hands into his. "I like you too Micheal I like how you don't care what people think of you or say, I like your big eyes how they brighten up when you smile, I like your whole personality and your weird little mood swings" he confessed

"but mostly I like you cause you are a great guy and do not ever forget that okay"

I nod still scared to reply him with actual words

But he totally took my breath away when I saw him lean in and felt his soft lips on mine and his manly hands gripping me by the hip bones and pulling me into him touching my raging boner with his flaccid yet oddly hung member.

Cloud nine is overrated, I was in heaven.