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Jesse "Hey, stay still," Philip told me suddenly. I looked at him confused but did as he told. He reached his hand to the collar of my shirt. "It's a.... " He trailed off, trying to pick something. I felt something slide inside my collar. I was going to jump in panic but Philip held me still. "Hey relax... It's just a..... leaf." He took out the leaf and waved it in front of my face while he chuckled lightly. "Must have fallen from one of those trees here," He said before looking up. I nodded while scratching the back of my neck. Philip ruffled my hair with a small smile. "Your hair is really soft!" He said, leaning towards me to take a closer look at my hair. I blushed at the compliment. I'm not used to getting compliments like these. He smiled widely while tucking a few strands of hair behind my ear. I felt someone's burning stare at me. I looked around and saw Tristan walking towards us. He had a pissed-off expression on his face. Why does he look pissed off? "Hey Philip, can I borrow Jesse for some time?" Tristan asked Philip with a tight-lipped smile. Philip nodded, smiling at him. He told me a quick goodbye while ruffling my hair again. But before I could say anything back, I was being dragged away by Tristan. I asked him where he is taking me but he didn't even look at me. His grip was so strong that my wrist started to hurt. Tristan dragged me inside the house, which was really big and luxurious. But I didn't get the chance to look around before he pulled me into an empty hallway. He slammed me against the wall while I let out a yelp from both pain and surprise. Before I had the chance to question him, he pinned my hands on the wall. My eyes were wide as I watched all his movements. He leaned down to my ear, his breath fanning my cheek. "Don't let anyone touch you," His husky voice rang through my ear. Tristan wasn't requesting. It was a demand. I felt my throat close. I didn't know what was happening. Is he drunk? He leaned down further to rest his forehead in the crook of my neck. His hot breath on my skin made sparks dance down my spine. He leaned back, his stormy eyes piercing into my very soul. I'm not ashamed to say that it made my knees weak. "Understood?" He asked his husky deep voice. I nodded as if I'm in a trance. "Good," Tristan said while his hand reached to caress my left cheek. His fingers danced down to my jawline while his eyes glanced to my lips. Tristan took a deep breath and closed his eyes before leaning back. He looked at me one more time before walking away, leaving me alone in the empty hallway. I released a breath I didn't know I was holding. I stood there dumbfounded. I didn't know what to think. My mind was a mess. I decided to stay alone for some time and calm my beating heart. . . . After what seemed like fifteen minutes, I went back to where everyone was. I didn't know how to face Tristan or what to ask him but I had so many questions haunting me. And when I got there, Tristan was a mess. He was drunk and Jake was holding him so he won't trip and fall. We decided to call it a day and go back home. We got Tristan into the back seat of the car along with me. Jake was driving the car. "This never happened before, " Jake started. "He doesn't usually drink this much and he has a high tolerance for alcohol. I don't know what made him drink too much." I looked down and fiddled with my fingers. Tristan was laying his head on my shoulder. It seemed like he was asleep. "Umm..... Jesse, can you do me favor and look after Tristan for tonight? I have a really important meeting tomorrow.... My father will kill me if I mess it up. So can you please do it for me?" He looked at me through the mirror. I looked at Dylan. I can't just ditch him."Uhh.... I'll drop.... him off anywhere he wants, "Jake said as if he knew what I was thinking. I looked at Dylan who was glaring at Jake. He looked back at me and gave me a reassuring nod. Sighing, I pulled my phone out to call mom. I guess I'm having another sleepover at Tristan's. I looked at the handsome guy who was currently sleeping on my shoulder. Look at him sleeping so peacefully after making me a mess. I hope Jake and Dylan enjoy their time alone in the car. ≧∇≦ Dylan and Jake : * Looking at me like they want to eat me* Me: *Walking away quietly*
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