Too Much To Handle Alone

Thirty

🍁Friday, November 6th🍁
"Friday's Are For The Boys!"
~ literally every frat boy known to man
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Kennedy's Pov
I have a question. It's a logical question really. Maybe not but I'm still gonna ask it.

Why is it that every time something happens between me and Jason that makes me so happy and giddy inside, the next day I feel like it was all a dream? I want to know.

When Jason kissed me after our road trip I thought that was a dream. When he asked me out I swore that was a dream. Now after last night, I feel like what we said was a dream.

I started thinking last night that Jason didn't really hear me or mean it. I kept thinking that he was actually asleep and he just said it from a dream maybe? He could've been dreaming of Lily Collins for all I know! That woman is stunning!

But the way he kissed my hand and his smile. He didn't need to even open his eyes to share his affection.

Who's gonna say it first next? It might've been easier before because we weren't looking at each other. I was looking at his closed eyelids and he was looking at blank darkness.

Or whatever runs through his mind when his eyes are closed. I don't really want to know.

I slowly open my eyes with a sigh and slide out of bed. I can't help the smile that spreads onto my face as I think about last night. Dream or not, it still gives me butterflies.

"I love you too baby."

Oooh. It just sends a happy shiver down my spine.

I walk to the bathroom for a shower and my other morning hygiene necessities. After my shower I get out and put on a pair of black leggings and a white tank top with a gray-ish Sherpa fleece pullover without a hood. I walk back into my room and throw my hair into a cute messy bun. Then I put on mascara and lip gloss. I grab my things and leave the house for school.

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It's around lunch time now. Nothing really significant has happened other than the fact that Alyx has once again been sticking to my hip. Also, I've been subtly avoiding Stevie. When she would try to talk to me I told her I was running late or I had to get something from another class. Which wasn't entirely false, I just had time to take it slower. So I'm not at fault.

I'm once again sitting with Cassidy and her friends Corey, Hanna, and Matt. They're pretty cool I guess. I don't really know them much but they're fun to sit with. Alyx is also sitting right next to me and she has forced to make Peter sit across from me but I don't really pay them any mind.

"So this married guy literally asked me to be his sugar baby." Hanna said finishing her story about her weird old guy encounter.

"Well did you say yes?" Matt asked. She shrugged.

"I honestly thought about it. Sugar daddies pay a lot from what I've heard. But I said no." She said and they all laughed. Then Corey looked at me with a weird look.

"Is that your mans sneaking in through the back door?" He asked pointing behind me.

We sit towards the back because it's less crowded and sure enough, Jason is walking in through the back door. I can't hide my smile as he sees me and we make eye contact.

"He shouldn't be here. He's suspended." Alyx growled and Peter kind of just puts his head down. I rolled my eyes and got up as he approached the table. I wrapped my arms around him for a hug and he laughed a little and hugged me back.