Painted Jock

Chapter Ten

08:55am, unknown, Vincent

From what was just delicate silence an uproar of annoying vibrations introducing itself to the shattered silent ambiance. My eyes threatened to not budge, I was generally so exhausted, even with a good while of sleep I just couldn't be bothered getting up.

I yawned slowly sitting up as the vibration soon stopped while I rubbed an eye with the palm of my hand. I glanced around the room I was in, I felt confused for a moment till I remembered I was still in Kennedy's room. I sighed running hand through my fringe as I soon dug about my pockets pulling out my phone.

I had several miss calls and texts, which were all from my mum. I felt my stomach weigh down and I started to feel sick as most of the texts and calls were through-out the night.

I started reading the texts and the most recent one was just five minutes ago, my mum was threatening to call the police if I didn't answer. I continued staring at the text for a while till my phone rung abruptly. I gulped almost dropping my phone as I fiddled with it soon answering, stuttering a 'hello' as my mum began yelling worriedly sobbing.

She wasn't mad.
She was just really worried and panicked because I didn't text or call her to say I was staying the night at Kennedy's.

Though in all honesty that wasn't the plan at all. Kennedy said he'd wake me up and yet he didn't, he didn't do that at all. I've got a right good bone to pick at him, though my main thought is where could he be.

He's not in his room.
Is he perhaps downstairs?

I sighed apologising to my mum saying I'd be home soon and hung up setting my phone aside onto his nightstand as I got up from his bed stretching. My bones creaked and a couple cracked, I felt old. I made my way out and soon bumped into him, he squeaked holding onto a tray with an array of breakfast foods and drinks.

I gasped faintly standing back mumbling a sorry, I felt mad, mad at him for not waking me, mad at him for worrying my mum though maybe I should've messaged her in the first place telling her I'd be later home but that's not the point.

I frowned as John smiled sheepishly as he glanced back.

"I uh made you some breakfast and also for myself...I umm fell asleep by mistake and should've woke you up..I'm sorry..." he cooed as my frown twisted. Apart of me wanted to be angry at him but he was just so difficult to be.

He made me breakfast and he already knew of his mistakes and apologised, I felt so torn between my fading anger and my hungry stomach.

We eventually sat down in his room eating the breakfast he made which in all honesty wasn't so bad. A little burnt round the edges but all in all it was a bang up job well done. We sat in silence for the most part just the clattering of forks and knifes beating off our plates as we picked at our breakfast.

"So umm...would you like me to drop you off later?" John spoke up awkwardly gazing down at his plate as I glanced back at him for a moment.
"If you'd like..it would be quicker than walking." I shrugged as he nodded and we got back eating.

After a while we took turns in the shower and got dressed. To be honest Kennedy with his hair down was kind of hot. Again not saying I like him or anything just thought I should be honest, he's good looking with his hair down.

I put on my clothes from last night or well at least the bottom half as John protested saying I should borrow a top from him since he didn't want me wearing clothes I slept in. I took it regardless of his insistent silly arguments and slipped it on.

It was his iconic one striped red jumper that was way too baggy and was almost like a dress on me. Though I got to admit it did feel nice and it really smelt like him, It smelt nice of lavender and honey. We eventually got into his car a nice breeze kissing our faces as we drove to my house.

John hummed turning on the radio it was at a decent volume and it was playing some smooth jazz. We sat in silence most of the way till I got out of the car.

"You don't mind if I er come in for a quick minute do you?" John asked as I shrugged and nodded.
"No it should be fine..." I mumbled as John climbed out his car and we made our way up to the door.

My hand went to reach the knob only for the door to fly open and I was embraced by my worried mother. John watched surprisedly and smiled crossing his arms.
"I've missed you so! Why didn't you message me?! It would've been alright! Oh my god I'm so glad you're safe!" My mum cried peppering my cheeks in kisses as I tried pushing her off.

"Mum!" I cooed embarrassedly as she soon let go and glanced up at Kennedy with a gentle smile.
"Thank you for driving my boy home, I hope he wasn't too much trouble!" She cooed as I frowned scoffing as John smiled back waving a hand.
"Course not! It was my fault to begin with! He told me to wake him up in a while and I fell asleep!" He chuckled as my mum awed shaking her head.

"Well the pair of you must've had a fun day yesterday!" She hummed as Johns face glowed his eyes sketching down towards me for a moment as he grinned nodding.
"Yeah! It was!" He nodded crossing his arms again as my mum nodded backing up into the door way.

"Well I uh better get going, I'll see you later Vince!" He waved as I waved back watching him back up into his car and soon drive off leaving me by the now deserted door.