My Love From The Canvas

Chapter 16: An impressive display of fireworks

Jamie’s POV

He takes a seat near the front of the room and when I make no move to sit next to him he pulls hand so that I fall into the seat next to his. I sit and stare at Patrick as the shock of everything that just happened wears off I start to comprehend how absolutely gorgeous he looks when he’s angry his jaw clenches which shows how truly defined it is he presses his lips together causing blood to rush to them making them fuller and more delicious than ever before.

When Mr.Gabriel starts the class I am forced to pull my attention from Patrick and his sculpted features however I spent the entire hour and a half fully aware of him every slight twitch his lips make every time he shifts in his seat or looks my way and every once in a while our eyes would met and I would quickly look away knowing that if I make eye contact too long I will get drawn in by his crystal clear blue eyes trying to count how many gold and green flecks there are.

After the lesson I go to stand and feel a pull on my hand. I look down and realize that my hand is still wrapped in Patrick’s and Patrick seemed just as unaware of this fact as I was. I thought he would remove his but instead he did what I never thought he would: he laced his fingers with mine before he stood up and walked out of the room with me in toe. Patrick drags me almost all the way to my next class then once we get there he waits outside while I explain his presence to Miss Scott it goes much faster now that I have the excuse and another teacher to vouch for my authenticity.

I manage to make it through the rest of my morning classes even with Patrick distracting me with his god-like attractiveness and my godforsaken jealousy that flares up every time one of the girls in my class checks him out I almost want to growl at them and say that he’s mine however seeing as I don’t have any real claim on him I just have to suck it up. However that doesn’t stop me from throwing some serious shade.

We walk towards the cafeteria for lunch when suddenly I feel Patrick lace his fingers with mine I look at him out of the corner of my eye and he seems totally unaffected and I’d be lying to say I didn’t like it so I shifted my body closer to his in hopes of absorbing some of his warmth. When Patrick goes to get us seats and I quickly run to the bathroom. As I go to open the stall door the sound of a familiar voice causes me to hesitate.

“Ugh… You would not believe what happened to me today. Okay so first I meet this total hottie and I mean hot. Tall, dark and handsome.”

“Just your type then.” another voice chimes in giggling

“Exactly. At least 6’3”, black hair and blue eyes; the perfect man. I could tell he was into me but you know who showed up and ruined everything like she always does.” I press my ear to the door wondering if she’s going to say what happened next. “What then come on don’t keep us in suspense.” A third voice asks expectantly.

“Well I think the freak must’ve gotten to him convinced him she’s little miss perfect. Anyway so I simply told the truth about how ugly she is and he totally snapped.” she sounded incredulous as if Patrick standing up for me is unfathomable “I know she did something but I’ll get him alone, explain my side and bat my eyelashes. I expect to have him by home time.” I’ve never felt rage and jealousy like I do right now I wish I could rip her strawberry blonde hair out of her perfect head.

I try to tamp down my anger so I don’t explode. Once they’re gone I wait a moment so they don’t catch me. I walk back into the cafeteria and get in line to get food for me and Patrick after I’ve finished paying I turn and look around for Patrick when I spot him I make my way to where he is. Once I get close enough I realize once again that he is no longer alone however before my jealousy burns too fiercely I recognise the girls he is sitting with they’re nice we’re more acquaintances than friends we wave when we pass each other in the hall but haven’t ever had a real conversation.

I get to the table right when they ask “So are you two close?” Finally giving in to my jealousy I place my hand on one of his broad shoulders and say “Yeah we’re close. How are you guys?” my eyes scan around the table at them as I speak. They smile at me before answering “We’re good. But how about you? We heard about what happened at the museum. Are you okay?” I’m somewhat surprised by the concern lacing Amber's voice. “Yeah I’m good, I spent a week in the hospital so it’s good to be out. Thanks for asking.” Once I finish speaking Patrick stands and gets a chair from another table he slides it in right next to his. When I sit down I can feel Patrick’s warmth seeping through my two layers.

The Maisy turns to me with a twinkle in her eye and asks “So Jamie, where have you been hiding this adonis?” She looks Patrick over before continuing in an accusatory tone “Trying to keep him all to yourself.” As much as I wish that were the truth it isn’t so instead I opt for my now rehearsed excuse “Um… He’s an old family friend we just recently reconnected. Turns out we still have a lot in common. And he might want to come study here so I thought I would show him around the campus.”

When I finish speaking Bella smiles and turns to Patrick to say “If you ever want a tour from a different perspective you can let me know.” She finishes with a not so subtle wink and smile that has my stomach in knots for fear that he will take her up on her offer. We talk until the girls decide to go back to their own table. After they leave Patrick turns in his seat until his body is facing mine. Feeling awkward I shift my seat away from his penetrating gaze but when I do he grips the side of my chair and pulls me back to my original place shocked I turned to him and asked “What are you doing?” I look around to see if anyone is looking at us.