The same roof 2 || HEROPHINE

twenty-one : switching positions

A/N: Hello my people! So the warning
Is : 🚨MATURE CONTENTS.🚨🔞

🎶-34+35 by Ariana Grande
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Hero's Pov

Finally I see the door opening.

Morgz enters giving me a reassuring look and then he glues his back on the door to let Jo walk in.
I stand up with my breathe suspended in the air.

Her eyes are so red, her eyelashes are still wet for the many tears that she surely let roll on her soft cheeks.
I feel my knot so tighten in a tie looking at her devastation.

She is looking right at my eyes like few hours ago when she was holding the jar but I see something different in them. They are more soft, maybe the drive relaxed her. Maybe, More found better words to explain everything that words that I couldn't be able to find.

"Alright, Jo will spend the night here." Morgz says interrupting the silence between us two.
"I'll sleep on the couch." she says and I smile internally hearing her using "couch" she always used sofa.
"No, you can use my bedroom, I'll sleep here or in Morgz one." I say.

Jo looks up at Morgz like to his approve.
"Yeah, yeah you can sleep in his bedroom. Don't worry is not the first time that we sleep together. We use to be all cuddly." Morgz says talking about the days that I used to sleet at his house and sleep on his single bed with him.
Jo show a cute smile and she shakes slowly her head.

"Okay." she says pressing her lips together in a thin line after caught herself smiling for the first time tonight.
"You can take a shower if you want." I tell her looking at her tired face. Even her posture tells me how exhausted she is.
"No, I will just take few hours of sleep, just because Morgz insisted and then I'll leave tomorrow morning." she says looking at me toughly.
"Alright, do you need something to wear?" I ask her.
"No, I have my stuff." she says showing me the little sport bag that I didn't even noticed while I was too busy staring her.

"Sweet." I say a bit annoyed by the fact that she is acting like nothing happened. I wanted to her to walk in here and tel 'Alright, I want to talk'.

"Alright, follow me." Morgz says taking her bag frothier hands and gide her till my bedroom.

I put my hands through my hair and I sit on the couch.
What do I have to to do? Stay here and give her some space or talk to her and resolve this?

"Get changed, I'll be back in a few with a cup of camomille." I hear Morgz say in the corridor so i stand up and I look at him walking in my way while I'm sit on the kitchen island.
"What you told her to make her change her mind?" I ask knowing so much how stubborn she is.
" I had to talk to her so long and I broke some promises." he says making me have a panic attack.

"As?" I ask.
"As that you text to Christian and Selena and that your father called but I did it for you." he says worried.
"It's alright man. The important that she's here and not on the road with no sleep." I say.
"Talking about road, what was that horn while we was on the phone?" I ask.
"Uhg, it was just an nitwit that was in a hurry." he explains pouring the hot water from the boiler to the cup. My other cup since she took away her Poosh cup.

"Here." he says handing me the cup with the camomile on it.
I look at him and he courage me pointing the cup with his eyes.
I grab the handle and i take it from him.

"Give that to her and talk. Resolve this thing because she walking away. She already have a feet out of the doorway." he says so I give him an half hug and I walk till my room.
I take a deep breathe and let my knuckles beat on the wooden door.