Preferably In Bed Sheets

Later that Day

After waving Paige home, I returned to my boring blue room and finished the English assignment due for tomorrow. Before I knew it, it was four o'clock and an impatient Jessie was tapping my window, cigarette in mouth.

I opened the window to let icy air eat into my bedroom. Jessie exhaled smoke from the killer between his lips. Somehow, he made smoking sexy. Jessie looked like a total bad boy but his personality weakens him there.

"Did you forget about me?" he questioned, his eyebrows knitted together like no one could forget the famous Jessie.

"I just lost track of time doing homework."

I pulled my comforter out on the fire escape with me to shield me from the harsh winter weather. I was expecting snow soon and there would be a bitch fight if I didn't get it.

"So, I was thinking we could go sit in my room; where it's warm. We can watch Disney movies and I can ask you loads of questions about you."

Disney movies? I tried to hide the grin forming on my face but it wanted to come out and see Jessie. I mentally sighed at how easily I could be defeated, even if I wanted to be.

I grabbed my phone and blew out my strawberry scented candle before joining Jessie in his room, which looks like it has just been tidied. I think Jessie noticed I picked up on that because a slight blush crossed his cheeks.

"What do you wanna watch first? We have Mulan, Hercules, Toy Story or Frozen."

"You choose. I don't really care," I lied.

I swear if I have to watch Frozen again, I'm going to cry. Paige has made me watch it 1234567890 times and counting, and I know near enough every word.

"Toy Story it is."

Jessie clicked on Toy Story on Netflix and crawled onto his bed, patting the space next to him for me. I sat upon the black duvet and watched the opening come up.

*

Don't say you love me to make me stay another day, because this is hard enough without you anyways
Don't say you need me, bleed me, cry if I go away
Don't say anything because it won't make a change, just kiss me goodbye and we'll call it a day

My phone blarred and immediately woke me from my peaceful sleep. I raised my head from the hard chest I was sleeping on. Jessie's hard chest I was sleeping on, and damn was it comfy. I answered my phone and mumbled an hello into the speaker.

"Delilah Angela Moon, where the bloody hell are you?" my mother impatiently questioned, anger evident in her tone.

Honestly I couldn't blame her for being angry, especially looking at the time. 19:36. I would be angry if my fifteen year old daughter- who is very much grounded- was missing for a few hours. Actually I would be worried; but that's were you see the difference, personality wise, between us.

"I'm with a friend. I'm coming home now, keep your hair on."

"You shouldn't be out because I grounded you, now that's an extra week. If you aren't in this building in five minutes then it will be another week. You'd think you'd learn by now and..."

I sighed and leaned back on Jessie's chest, feeling him stir at the weight. His tired blue eyes peering down at me. I lifted myself off of him, my phone between my cheek and shoulder, and put my shoes on.

"Mum, I've got to go, see you in ten," I said quickly, hanging up before she could ramble anymore.

"I have to go now," I mumbled awkwardly.

Jessie nodded, a strange look upon his face, like he was debating whether to say something or not. I smoothed my hair before standing to leave.

"Black nails?"