Inevitable || Krii7y

Chapter 8

John's p.o.v

Two weeks passed by quickly, me and Jaren spent the majority of it together. We didn't spend much time indoors. Only when it was so hot outside, we'd stayed inside watching TV or play video games.

"Stop letting me win!" Jaren giggled after beating my ass in another game of Mario kart.

"I can't help it, you're too good." I chuckled and tossed the controller on the floor.

I was sitting on the floor, leaning against the couch and Jaren sat between my legs, leaning against my chest. Each passing day he had grown more comfortable in my arms and I was glad.

I sometimes did have a hard time to ignore his closeness, just like now. Jaren had nothing on but my T-shirt on, with a pair of boxers on. He had nothing covering his slender legs, and I had great difficulties not to touch his perfect thighs.

Jaren still didn't like me to touch him too intimately, he had just started to be comfortable of me seeing his half naked body. He was still making sure I didn't see too much.

"John?" I heard Jaren's questioning tone, and snapped my eyes off from the smooth skin of his inner thighs.

I groaned and leaned my head against the couch. I closed my eyes and tried to think something else than Jaren, while trying to calm myself down. Jaren tried to move, but I held him still.

"Don't do that," I muttered

"Do what?" He asked, sounding so innocent it was driving me crazy.

"Fuck.." I hissed and Jaren got up from my lap and to his feet.

"I uh.. I'll go get us something to drink." Jaren muttered and grabbed his pants.

I let out a long sigh. There was a time when my heart was causing me problems, but now it was my hormones that was getting me into troubles. Having something so perfect as Jaren sitting on my lap like that.

I knew Jaren had noticed my longing for him just before he had ran out of my room. It was not that hard to notice. I sighed again and got up from the floor, lately I had been taking a lot of cold showers.

Jaren's p.o.v

I was blushing when I walked in to the kitchen. I opened the fridge and peered in. My mind was still lingering on what just had happened. I closed the door again and walked to the sink. I washed my faced, but my cheeks were still burning.

I felt it against my lower back, when I was sitting between John's legs.

I blushed even harder when I remembered his stiffness against me through his pants. This wasn't the first time John had gotten like that.

I heard the shower starting to run all the way upstairs. John was taking a cold shower again.

In the meantime, I stayed in the empty kitchen, blushing and feeling embarrassed. John was like that, because he wanted me. Everyone said it was disgusting to be like that with another boy. I was disgusting, so why did John want me?

But what if he would leave me because I won't do it with him? I tried to tell him he could do it if he wanted,but he refused to do it. But why did he get like that almost every time we're close.

It was so confusing, John kept saying that he wanted me to want it, but when I said I wanted it he didn't want it.

"Ugh.." I rubbed my temples.

I was getting a headache while trying to figure John out. If he wanted me like that...

I could feel my face getting really red again. I had to storm out from his room, because whenever he got like that, my own body started to react too. The feeling John gave me was unsettling. I wanted to say I felt good, but it was wrong, right? I wasn't suppose to feel that towards another guy. But I couldn't help it. My body had never reacted like that for anyone else, but when I was with John he gave me butterflies. Whenever John touched me, It felt like his skin gave me electric shocks, I liked it. His heated kisses made my blood boil and whenever I felt how much he wants me, my breathing gets heavy and my mind is hazy.

John was certainly driving me crazy, and I had started to understand what he meant when he had said he wanted me to want him so badly that I would end up forcing him to take me.

"But it's disgusting " rang through my head. Everyone I knew has always told me it's disgusting, and their words always echoed through my head. I didn't know what to believe anymore, my mind and heart are continuously at race against each other.

I could only think of all the bullying I revived after my lil secret got out after breaking it off with Nina.

My cheeks started getting littered with tears as I snapped out of my memories. John was still in the shower. It only meant one thing. This wasn't right, this was not suppose to happen. I was not suppose to be happy. No one loved something as disgusting as me. John was just confused, and didn't want to be alone anymore.

I heard John turning off the shower, he would come down any minute. To pretend to smile and tell me he liked me.

Before I knew it, I rushed to the front door. I heard John calling my name upstairs just before I closed the door behind me.

After that I ran, I didn't even see where I was going. I had left my bag with my wallet and my phone in john's room, I didn't even have shoes on. The small stones under my bare feet were stinging when I ran, but I didn't care.

When I finally stopped running I noticed where I was. I saw the entry of small woods John took me when we were first "friends" where we would start little fires and just get away from reality. I walked deeper into the small patch of woods , my bare feet stepping on tree branches and leaves. There was slight light still out so I could still see in front of me.

I walked to the same patch in the woods where John and I always camped at. I sat on the cold ground and pulled my legs to my chest. Why did my life have to be so difficult? I felt my cheeks get cold as my tears ran down my cheeks and the tears hit the surface of the air. It was around fall time. I blankly stared out and just let all my tears out, I don't want to have to doubt myself anymore.

John's p.o.v

"Jaren?" I called out his name, but I didn't hear a response. I stepped out the shower, "..shit.." I hissed at myself.

I put some clothes on, thinking Jaren was still downstairs. He would be wary of me again. I knew it  would take some time for me to convince him again that I wasn't going to do anything he didn't want me to. I just couldn't help myself, I didn't have control over my body when I was around Jaren.

"Jaren?" I spoke his name again, when I was walking down the stairs.

I checked the kitchen, but it was empty. Then I walked to the living room, but Jaren wasn't there either.

"Jaren?" I opened the door to the backyard, no sight of him anywhere.

I was starting to get anxious and I returned back inside. Jaren's shoes were still by the door when I returned to my room, I saw his bag next to my desk and his phone on the couch.

"Jaren! This isn't funny!" I shouted , but no one answered.

I was getting angry and scared at the same time. I searched the whole house, but no sign of him anywhere.

I called his mom , but she said Jaren wasn't there. I had no idea who else to call.

Once I sat down behind the wheel of my car I called Ms.Olivia again, telling her to call me as soon as she heard something from Jaren.

"I'll call you as soon as I hear something," she said after I told her Jaren vanished while I had been in the shower.

"He does have a habit of running away when something wrong." She said through the phone.

"Thank you." I said and hung up the phone and started the engine of my car. I had no idea where to look for him. I didn't understand why he left like that. He could've waited until I got out the shower and we could've talked about what was bothering him.

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A/n so hi... uh... I'm not going to even sit here and act like I totally didn't neglect this story. I sort of fell out of watching them because of my job that I didn't want to update anymore. I just wanted to say sorry and even when I didn't update, people still commented and liked this story. Just wanted to say thank you, I recently got motivation to actually update.
-Nickole xo