~35~
623 Words
Jesse
I woke up from the feeling of something heavy on my waist. I ran my hands on it to feel what it is traping me.
It's something really firm and veiny.
I slowly opened my eyes but quickly regretted it because of the sunlight. I groaned and squinted to take a look around.
Tristan's arms were around me.
He was hugging me closer to him and our faces were only inches apart.
I held my breath, afraid I would wake him up if I move.
I took some time to take him in.
He looks so handsome.
And so adorable with his messy hair.
So peaceful and calm.
I wanted to touch his face and rake my fingers through his hair but I held myself back because that would be creepy.
I sighed and wiggled my way out of his hands before getting off the bed.
I thought I'd cook breakfast and leave him to sleep for some more time.
I took out my shorts and a big hoodie from my closet before going to the bathroom.
When I came back after the shower, Tristan was already up and lazily sitting on the bed.
He looks so adorable!!
I told him to freshen up before walking towards the door. He just nodded, not even opening his eyes fully.
I went downstairs and decided to make pancakes and bacon with some scrambled eggs.
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Tristan didn't say anything about the incident last night and I think it's better that way. Talking about it will just make it more awkward.
We talked like usual and pretended that last night never happened. I'm too embarrassed to talk about it cause I literally moaned his name.
Just the thought of it makes me want to jump off a cliff.
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After breakfast, Tristan told me that he needs to go and he'll pick up Dylan and me at 7 in the evening.
Thank god it wasn't awkward. I thought he was going to bring it up but he didn't and I'm so grateful for that.
Spending time with Tristan is really fun and I didn't want to ruin it by talking about that.
I decided to call Dylan after Tristan went home. After ten minutes of Dylan's loud blabbering on the phone, he said he'll come over at 6.
I was debating on telling Dylan about the incident yesterday. He is my best friend and I tell him all of my secrets but this is not something that only involves me.
I don't think Tristan would want anybody knowing about it. So I decided not to tell him...... yet.
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"What are you daydreaming about? " Lisa asked me, suddenly appearing out of nowhere.
"When did you get here? " I asked surprised because I swear I didn't see her coming in.
"Just now. You were busy daydreaming to even look at me," She said, rolling her eyes at me.
She turned around to go to the kitchen.
"Wait! Are you going to the party today? You know, the one your friend is hosting," I asked, following her to the kitchen.
"Xavier's party? " She turned around confused.
I nodded my head.
"Yeah... Why are you asking? " She frowned while taking the juice from the fridge.
She looked up, questioningly raising her eyebrows when I stayed silent.
"Uhh... I'm invited too..." I said, scratching the back of my neck.
"That's good," Lisa nodded. "So....you coming?" She looked at me.
"Yeah..."
"With whom?"
"Umm... Dylan, Tristan, and his friend."
Lisa smiled when I said that. She nodded before ruffling my hair.
Is she blushing? Why is she blushing?
Uhh....Whatever.
I shrugged it off and decided to make lunch cause I was starving.
I was really lazy when I wrote this chapter. >_
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