Jimmy Hopkins x reader

Part 9 Oh Yea....Gary

—-(Y/n) POV—-

I just got out of a great shower, nobody else was really in the building because it was the afternoon and the shower was just right.

I'm in my room and I already took the time to stare at the wall while I sat in my towel. I honestly couldn't keep my mind off of this dumb boy I seem to like. I smiled at the thought of his stupid face. Wow I really do like him.

Anyway now is not about him I'm going to hang out with Pete. It's been a while since we just sat and talked. I've been hanging out with James for the past 2 days and- and me and James got "closer" and... and... UGH! He is so annoying!

—-f l a s h b a c k—-

"Oh yeah so we never talked about James who's that?" I interrogated him, he thought I forgot? This isn't over, I am still very interested in who James is and where Jimmy went the other day. I decided I'll strike up that conversation now.

"Oh, yeah, well uh...." he trailed off.

"I CAN keep secrets ya know" I interrupted his hesitation to spill the beans.

"Well then, I should tell you everything huh, Ms. therapist" The sarcasm that was clearly in his voice made me giggle.

"Yea, you should actually. Not only do I keep secrets but I'm a good listener" I say trying to make him talk.

"Ok well, my name is actually James-,"

"LIKE JAMES BOND?!" I interrupted loudly and curiously.

He paused for a second, I could feel the annoyed face he was making. It radiated off him like heat.

"I thought you were a good listener" he stated with sharpness. He seemed pretty annoyed.

"Sorry, it's just.....anyway continue" I said, shrinking a little bit more with shame. We took a right turn on the bike and Jimmy continued.

"Like I was saying my real name is James, but I only let people who are close to me call me that. We're close so I was gonna tell you but.... things got in the way." I had a feeling he didn't want to talk about what happened when I came back from the store. But more importantly he thinks we're close.

I felt like I really annoyed him when I interrupted him speaking so I didn't ask how 'close' I was to him. Instead I held him a little tighter and said:

"I'm glad you told me... and I'm glad that we're....close" it honestly hurt to say that, I don't even know how close close is! Why can't boys express feelings better. Why can't I just tell him! Whatever I'll tell him eventually right?

—-Present Time—-

I'm on my way to see Pete, I'm just going to meet him at the boys dorm and we were going to walk around town and talk about whatever. But on my way to the dorm I felt, uncomfortable. I feel like all the guys here are staring at me in a weird way. I wanted to stay strong and walk through it like I was stronger than them and wasn't bothered but I was, deeply.

I couldn't take it anymore, I took a short cut over the walls and walked along the grass. I feel a lot better. Is this dumb? Should I just toughen up and walk? No what am I thinking some of those guys were jocks, I'm strong but I'm not jock strong. There is a smarter and safer way to do this.