The feelings

3. Almost

Y/n's P.O.V:
I was getting ready for school, today was Wednesday and I still couldn't get him off my mind. I wanted to see him again, to look into his beautiful eyes and talk to him. Even though I found out who he really was, I couldn't help, but wish to see him again.

                     —————at school—————

When I walked down the corridor, I spotted those brats and rolled my eyes. I could hear Chantelle's friends whispering and one of them said I looked good. I grinned and continued walking towards the class, but I heard her calling my name and I turned around with annoyed look.

"What do you want?" - I rudely asked and could see that she was taken back

"Just wanted to say how ugly-" - I cut her off

"Listen, aren't you tired? Didn't you have enough of bullying people? I get that you're so self-insecure and try to level up your self-confidence, but you're not doing the right thing, Chantelle. Stop humiliate others, please. You can't even imagine what it can do to other's mind, your little 'remarks', which you make every single day can turn into irreversible effects to others. Think a little, alright?" - I said and walked away. The whole corridor was quiet and no one said a word. I just sighed and continued walking. Even though she have bullied me for years, I didn't want to get revenge on her or do everything she did to me. That's just not me. My parents raised me right and always said that I should be a bigger person than to take revenge on someone like Chantelle.

—————later—————

The bell rang from the last lesson and I got up from my seat, finally heading home. Today was a better day than most in previous years. No one said anything to me and I haven't seen Chantelle for the whole day. Thanks God I didn't, I didn't want to put up with her dumb remarks because I was so freaking done.

"Hi, honey" - my mom said smiling

"Hey, mom" - I smiled back and hugged her

"How are ya? You don't look good" - she asked and put her hand on my forehead

"I'm fine, just a little tired" - I said sighing

"Oh, go get some sleep then, I made dinner, you can eat whenever you'll want to" - she warmly smiled

"Thanks, I will" - I smiled back and walked towards the stairs

"By the way, unfortunately I have to head at my work again and I won't be home for like a week or even more." - she sighed tiredly

"Isn't it late? You don't work at night or do you?" - I asked with confusion. It was already dark outside and my mom always stayed at least the night home.

"I have to work overnight, honey, can't do anything about it" - she embraced me in a quick hug and kissed the top of my head.

"Wait, you may go on a business trip?" - I asked and she nodded her head. "Alright" - I sighed "Text me, okay?" - I hugged her again.

"Of course I will, sweetie" - she smiled and kissed my cheek.

"Bye, kiddo, take care, love you"- she closed the door

"Bye, love you too" - I quietly said and walked upstairs in my room.

I closed the door and leaned against it. I sighed and went to the window to look outside, only to see my mom in the car, turning on the engine and pulling off.

I decided to take a shower and change in my favorite pajamas. When I was done, I walked out of the bathroom and laid on my bed. I moaned as soon as my body fell on soft and cold sheets. I laid on the side and closed my eyes for a few seconds, but I didn't want to sleep yet. After a moment I slowly blinked and something caught my eye. I quickly sat up and looked at the window, where I saw a familiar silhouette. My heartbeat fastened and I moved higher to the headboard, while pulling the sheets closer to my body.

"Jason?" - I asked hoping for it to be him, it would be better than some other stranger.

"You still up?" - I heard a familiar voice. I quickly turned on the lamp, which was on the nightstand besides my bed and finally saw his face.

"H-how did you get here?" - I wondered and hid my body under the sheets.

"The window" - he chuckled and slowly walked closer to my bed, but still keeping the distance between us.

"You're afraid of me, aren't you?" - he softly asked. I didn't process his words at first because I was drowning in his beautiful eyes. There was something about his stare, something unique and piercing, which made me fall in some kind of trance.

"I-I know who y-you are" - I quietly murmured under my breath and continued to look at him. His eyes met mine and he didn't seem happy. Well, who would, right?

"Y-you're Jason M-McCann" - I said or should I say, whispered, to be exact. I didn't know what to say or think, an actual criminal is standing right in front of me, right besides my freaking bed, but I didn't feel any kind of frighten, I was excited. He made me feel something different, the feeling of which I didn't know about.

"Yes" - he peacefully answered. "Are you afraid?" - he asked afterwards.

"N-no" - I mumbled unsurely after a small pause.

"You know who I am and you know what I do, isn't it the most logical thing you can do? What if I do something to you? Kill or rape you?" - he uttered, but I knew he wasn't serious. I just stared at him without responding, he was really charming.

"You're so beautiful" - he whispered after a small pause and looked up and down my face. I sat still and admired his features, unable to say anything. Damn, he has bad mood swings...

Suddenly he walked closer to my bed and sat on the end, still keeping the distance. I sat still, unable to move and watched how Jason slowly started to move closer to my face. My breathing was uneven and I was very nervous. What was happening? His cologne hit my nostrils and I almost melted inside, he smelled like heaven. I gulped and prepared myself for whatever was about to happen.

"I have to go" - he grimaced and swiftly walked to the window.

I didn't have time to comprehend what was happening, how quickly he disappeared. My heart cracked slightly, but why? He's definitely not interested in me. He's just playing, I'll probably never see again, right?