Confessions of a Queen Bee

Chapter 44

*We are getting close to the end guys:?*

*Alsoooo i uploaded chapter 43 before this one so make sure you read that one first.*

I've been staying off and on at Jacksons for the past couple of days now, my parents haven't said anything but I knew when I went home tonight they wanted to chat.

Which was lowkey terrifying. I was having a shower at Jackson's when I got the message which literally read: Are you home tonight? Your dad and I need to have a chat with you.

Honestly that sounds serious doesn't it? Is it because they think I'm spending too much time with Jackson? Is it something to do with Layton? The police? The doctors? Them?

It's scary.

It's about five pm, Tuesday evening. I stayed at Jackson obviously on Saturday, and we spent the day just lazing around on Sunday. But I slept at home Sunday night and have been here since Monday. I was getting ready to go back home though, especially since my parents wanted me home.

"Ives, is my phone in there?" Jackson says, knocking gently on the bathroom door as I stand wrap a towel around myself.

"Yeah. Two seconds." I secure the towel around me and open the door letting him in to grab his phone. He had a shower before me so I guess he just forgot it.

"Are you okay?" He asks, noticing my face.

"Yeah, my parents want me home that's all." I say and I watch as his eyes stayed locked on mine. I kind of forgot I was in a towel, he's doing a good job pretending that he's not bothered.

We had gotten so much closer over the last few days, but Jackson has really been restraining himself from me. He's kissed me once. Which is a little disappointing. But it's also nice. It's nice to know that he doesn't just want me around because he's attracted to me yanoe?

I think he's restraining himself because he knows how much of a mess I've been these last couple of weeks and I guess he wants me to feel comfortable at home with him.

I am more than comfortable, I can stand here in a towel and for one, not think he's going to attack me and two, not think I look disgusting. Two things I've been struggling with over the last few months.

"Oh? What did your mum and dad say?"

"That's all they said, they asked me if I was coming home and then they said they wanted to talk." I say, widening my eyes at him to emphasise how dooms day it felt.

"Oh god are they going to break up with you?" Jackson teases and I fail to keep the smile off my face.

Damn it.

"Get out." I laugh, nodding to the door. Needing to get dressed.

I had been wearing a comfy dress all day, as we had just been laying around in the sun. But seeing as I caught the sun a little, as soon as the midday heat vanished, I was left cold. So, I decided to just dress in some leggings and one of Jackson's jumpers for warmth.

I quickly reply to my parents, telling them that I will be back by six at the latest and I go and find Jackson. Who had complyingly left me a few moments ago.

"You can't go home in my hoodie." Jackson says from behind me and I look over to where he's sat at his desk, utterly offended.

"What why?"

"Your parents might be mad because you've been staying over, you can't then show up wearing my clothes." He frets and I just give him a quick, reassuring smile.

"It most likely won't be anything like that, plus, they like you, they won't care if I'm wearing your jumper."

"If you're sure, it's your funeral anyway." Jackson says and I gape at him.