[COMPLETED] Mila Wilson is quiet, anxious and a little bit of a mess. When she finally starts college despite her mental health issues, she meets the dark, mysterious, yet intriguing Jace Evans, who is covered in tattoos and the most beautiful boy s...
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With my heart pounding out of my chest, I reach for the door knob and take one last breath before actually opening it. Sure enough, Jace is standing in front of me.
"Hey" is all he says, giving me a smirk.
"Come in" I open the door further to let him enter.
He eyes me up and down, stopping at my yoga pants. I quickly scan him too, as he walks into the room. He's wearing his usual black jeans with a plain, dark grey shirt. He has changed his outfit from this morning.
"How's your hangover?" he asks, letting himself fall onto my bed.
"I feel alright, the painkillers helped" I answer, sitting down next to him, but leaving a somewhat big gap between us. "So, what are you doing here?" I ask him with a little smile, and a questioning look in my eyes.
"What, I can't come and see you?"
"Well, you didn't really give me much of a choice" I say, laughing at his funny looking face.
"I was bored" he answers leaning his back against the wall.
"Don't you have a lot of friends to keep you company?"
"I told you I'm pissed at them. Come on now" he answers, avoiding the question and pulling me right next to him.
He looks at my laptop. "What are we watching?"
"It's Queer Eye. Basically five guys making over people's house, look and lifestyle. It's a pretty great show" I explain to him.
"Boring" he stretches out smirking, making me roll my eyes playfully.
"Fine. Then choose something else, I don't mind."
Jace grabs my laptop and searches through all of the options on Netflix, which takes him a while.
"I can't decide" he says frustrated, putting my laptop away again soon after. "Fuck this, let's talk instead" he adds, leaning himself back onto the bed, turning to face me.
We're close to each other, because the beds in the dorm rooms are singles not doubles like Jace has.
"What do you want to talk about?" I ask, copying him.
"Are you excited to start your classes tomorrow?"
"Yes and no. I'm just nervous, I guess that's normal" I answer honestly.
"Yeah, you're right" Jace says. "Well, I'm here to distract you a little" he says, pulling me even closer than before, which I didn't think was possible.
The temperature in this room is rising fast.
"Do you want to know the real reason I'm here?" he asks quietly, his face close to mine.
"Do I?" I answer cautiously, nodding softly after.
He brings his hand to my face and puts my hair behind my ear.
