Where Were You? (Merome)

Chapter 4:

~Jerome's POV~

I can't believe I did that! I don't know what I was doing! Still, he said he loves me, he's probably just groggy and he can't think straight. If this is a dream, never let me wake up.

~Time Skip~

When I come to consciousness, I feel a warmth under the blankets next to me. It was cold so naturally I snuggled closer to it. I froze when it moved, literally. My eyes popped open and I saw Mitch snoozing and taking up the whole blanket. Irritated, I yank it from him, waking him up as well.

"Dood really?" He grumbled as he rolled over and shut his eyes.

Right then, my alarm beeps. Slapping the snooze button on the clock I see the time. 12:00. We were sleeping that long? Everyone else must be up already!

"Mitch! Wake up!"

"WHAT?"

"Its 12 Mitch get up!"

He just ignores me and soon I hear faint snoring. I guess I gave him enough warning. Sitting up, I push him off the bed and he hits the ground with a loud thump. Groaning he gets up and starts to rub his sore head. Then, he gave me a pouty face that I couldn't help but smile at. That reminds me of what happened last night, was it real?

"Biggums?"

"Yeah dood?"

"Uhm about last night..."

"What about it?"

"What happened?"

A hint of disappointment seemed to flicker across his eyes. Maybe I was just imagining it. With a bit of hesitation he replied:

"W-We kissed right?"

So it wasn't a dream.

"Are we a thing then?"

"Only if you want us to be."

Smiling, I lean in close to his face. I can hear his breathing get heavier. Instead of kissing him I whisper in his ear "Lets go." Then I pulled away from him. Last thing I heard before leaving the room was:

"Jerome you  tease!"

~Mitch's POV~

"Jerome you  tease!" I yelled out the door.

So was that a yes or a no? I mean he almost kissed me, did that mean a maybe? No Mitch, don't get your hopes up... Getting dressed I walk out of the room to only run into a snickering Adam and a red Jerome. Jerome gave me a look that said don't ask. I attempted to slip by Adam without him noticing but of course failed, being the clumsy person I am. I tripped over the TV remote but caught myself. Adam looked at me and wiggled his eyebrows suggestively getting a glare from Jerome. Laughing, he just walked away and headed into his room. I got a sympathetic smile from Jerome, his blush still evident.

"Sorry that you had to see that dood."

"Its fine biggums what was that anyway?"

"Oh nothing."

I could already tell he was lying. What was he hiding?

"I know you're lying Jerome, you can tell me what it is."

Jerome shook his head and refused to look me in the eyes. I know how to break him. Grabbing him by the shirt I drag him into his room and push him against the wall. I kiss him and wrap my arms around his neck. He immediately kisses back and in a swift motion has me on the bed, pinning me down. When he starts to kiss my neck, it becomes hard for me to focus on the purpose of why I'm doing this. Before he can do anything else to get me off topic I push him away. He gives me a sad and confused look.

"Tell me what was going on." I whispered into his ear seductively.

He looked hesitant until I started to grind a little against him and he moaned.

"Tell me." I repeated.

"Okay."

Happy, I sit up and wait for him to explain what was going on.

"Okay so Adam kind of knows about us."

"Alright?"

"He wanted to tell the rest of Team Crafted but I told him we weren't official."

"What?"

In those words I felt my heart break. We weren't anything? I thought he wanted there to be something... I guess not. Tears threaten to spill out of my eyes and I run out of the room. I can hear him yelling to stop behind me but I don't even care anymore. All I can register is that he doesn't love me, that all this meant nothing. I run into the living room to be greeted by 4 pairs or wide eyes. Ty started:

"Mitch?"

I just ran out of the room and out the door running down the street crying my eyes out. Without realizing it, I ended up in a nearby park, somewhere where I could be alone. Slowing down, I walked through a nearby forest to a little cliff. Sitting on the edge, I dangle my legs and watch the bustling city below me. Thinking about Jerome made my heart break even more. I think about what he said when my sister died: "Time will heal Benja, time will heal." My heart will never heal without someone to put it back together. Ironically the only person who can heal my heart is the one who broke it in the first place. Jerome.