[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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I want to find the girls, to let them know I'm leaving with Jace, but I have no success of doing so. I decide to send them a quick text so they won't worry about me. We arrive at Jace's car quickly, and I'm glad he doesn't stop to tell everyone he knows goodbye this time. I want to leave this place as soon as possible. Once again we are silent on our way to his apartment. The only thing that can be heard is the radio playing softly, and me singing along with it quietly. It's a habit of mine that just comes naturally.
"You have a really nice voice, you know?" Jace says, and I stop immediately.
"What? No" I answer, feeling embarrassed right away.
"No, you really do. I thought the same thing when I heard you singing in the showers the day we met" he says, smirking at me.
"You heard me?" I say, as my cheeks turn red.
"Of course I did" he answers, and I wonder how long he was standing in front of the door that day.
I don't know what to answer, but I still appreciate his compliment. When we arrive at Jace's apartment, I notice that I'm minutes away from falling asleep. Seconds, maybe. I notice that Jace is tired to.
"Are you okay?" Jace asks me, as he notices my drowsiness.
"Yeah, I think I just need to sleep" I answer, rubbing my eyes once more before opening the car door.
We quickly make our way upstairs. He opens the door and drops his wallet and keys on his kitchen counter, before walking over to his closet to grab me another shirt to sleep in.
"Your toothbrush is still in the same spot" he says, and signals me to go into the bathroom.
I get butterflies when I think about the fact that he kept my toothbrush. I don't want to wonder if he had another girl over this past week, but for some reason I do. I quickly brush my teeth and change into the shirt Jace gave me. I'm too tired to fold my clothes neatly this time, I just throw them over the next chair I find in the bedroom. I assume that Jace and I are going to sleep in the bed again, so I make my way over as he goes into the bathroom after me. I plop down and pull the covers over me right away. I feel like my eyes are closing on me, but they quickly open again when I hear the bathroom door open. Jace comes in only in his boxers, just like last week. His looks can't distract me tonight. I have to keep in mind that he is a drug dealer after all, and that I still have no idea how to handle any of it. What even are we doing here? I take a closer look at him. His appearance screams dangerous, but I know that Jace Evans has a good heart, despite what one might think about him. I think I know that now. But do I really know him? Maybe this is all just an act, and he is not who he seems to be. My thoughts don't want me to have peace and quiet tonight, my mind seems to be spinning. They're interrupted by Jace letting himself fall on to the bed next to me. He lays on his side and takes a second to look at me.
"What's on your mind?" he says, and I wonder how he always knows when somethings is up with me.
