Let’s Be Together

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My week has been extremely slow. I still feel so angry with my friends after the last conversation we had. I haven’t really talked to Draven because he has been busy but we have had a lot of phone conversations.

Apart from the stupid fight I've had with my friends, everything has been okay. It was nice to take a break from work and just spend time with myself. My period has been kicking my ass but I’ve still had a good week.

Shan has tried to call me but I don't think I'm ready to speak to her just yet.

Aaron has also tried but I don't have time to talk to them. They have disrespected me in ways that I need to take a break from them.

They know how messed up my relationship with Hale was but they still use it against me and I don’t want to be in situation where I have to defend myself over a man I’m not with anymore and on top of it all, be Draven’s defender? I don’t want to be in that position. I never ever want to be in a position where I defend a man. It’s disgusting.

It’s Friday and it's time for me to let Jessica know about Hale. I have been dreading this session so much but it’s time to finally face my fears and talk about him. I am honestly worried about it but it's time for me to just be open about this.

I get my things and drive to my session. My heart is pounding out of my chest every minute I get close to the building.

I have never been this worried to go to a session because I know he’s very hard to talk about.

I park my car in the lot and walk up to her office. I enter and she greets me with a warm smile.

"Hello Jasmine. It's great to see you." She says as she positions herself in her chair.

"Hey Jessica. I hope you’ve been well. Are we ready for today?" I ask her while I try to calm myself down. I know I’m nervous and I can tell that she can sense it.

"Of course but first tell me about your week and how you have faced your problems without using distractions." She says and I breathe in deeply.

"Well, my week has been great. I had a few days off. When it comes to your task, I have this new friend and our friendship started on a great page. We had a lot in common and we have had a great connection I believe. As time went on that friend broke my trust and I cut all communication with them until they showed up at my doorstep when I wasn't aware and instead of running, I faced the issue and we worked it out.” I say and honestly at this point, I feel like I do sound like his defender.

I don't want to go into detail with her but I did face my problem and I'm proud of myself for that.

"Well that's fantastic news. I'm glad we are getting somewhere. You are really taking our sessions in and I'm very proud of you. Now let's talk about your last serious relationship." She says, hungry for this specific one but I can't blame her it's been a month since I started seeing her as my therapist.

"My relationship with Erin was strong but I wasn't sure if it was emotional or s****l because of the way it started."

*FLASHBACK*

"f**k babe." She moans and grabs my locs as I lick her favourite spot.

“Oh my god." she screams, her legs stiffen from my tongue flicking on her.

I know she has reached her climax as I hear her breath thicken and her chest raise from the bed.

"That was f*****g everything." She says while catching her breath and I lay next to her.

"I know it was but we have to go to class." I respond and kiss her lips gently.

Her lips were full and soft. I actually started to enjoy whatever this s**t is. Maybe there’s more of a connection here than I thought.

I am comfortable with it and so is she but she seems more emotionally invested in it than I am. I really don’t want to hurt her because she’s still my best friend. I know deep down it's just the s****l connection that’s keeping me here and it’s wrong but the girl knows what she’s doing.

"Let's go then. I wonder what you’re always thinking about. “ She breaks me out of thought.

"You’re obviously just waiting for me to make you feel good." She says and digs her head between my legs.

...

"I don't know why you miss class so much. There's so much s**t going on." I tell Erin while we walk to class.

"It’s boring f**k babe. That's why." She responds and puts her hand around my waist. We sit in our usual seats and talk about random s**t before class starts.

“I really do think pink is your colour. Imagine this with your boots and your tats? You’d be so fine in this outfit. Think about it.” I say to her and she giggles.

“Stop it.” She says.

The class begins to fill up and before you know it, our lecturer comes in. Professor Jones.

He is a tall man with big brown eyes and a perfect jaw line. He is wearing a white shirt and blue pants to match.

"Good morning class. We have been learning a lot on the human mind and how it operates. So today we will learn about one of the three major parts of the mind. The subconscious mind. The subconscious.. ah." He pauses and looks over to the door and smiles.

"Ah. You are just in time." He says while looking at the door.

I can't see him from where he is standing but I can hear the girls in the front whispering and giggling.

I turn to Erin and her mouth is literally on the ground.

"What are you staring at?" I ask her.

"Him." She uses her eyes to point at whoever everyone is staring at.

I turn to look at him and oh f**k, he is beautiful.

His arms are covered in tattoos and dark brown hair is tied up into a bun. His skin is such a crisp brown colour, his eyes are brown and he’s tall with a pretty toned body. I can tell he goes to the gym a lot.

He is wearing a white t-shirt and black cargo pants, a black jacket and some docs. The minute I look up to face him,our eyes meet and I feel some sort of tension towards him but I immediately look away and stare at my hand which Erin was holding on to for dear life.

"What was that?" She asks me and I can tell she is jealous.

"Nothing. He’s literally so fine. Awkward eye contact can happen you know." I answer and clear my throat.

"Didn't look like nothing to me." She says and looks at me.

"I said it was nothing. Now quit it." I am getting frustrated by her stupid accusations. I don’t know this dude.

"Okay baby." She says in defense.

“It’s really nothing.” I say again.

“I heard you.” She says and squeezes my hand.

"Shit." I say under my breath. She’s really trying her best to get a rise out of me.

"What?"

"Nothing." I say again and she rolls her eyes.

“Stop saying that word.” She laughs and I smile.

“I’m sorry.” I smile at her.

“It’s okay.” She says.

I scan the room to look for him and he is two rows in front of me and he keeps digging his hand into his hair.

He must be uncomfortable from all the attention he is receiving.

You can't blame them, he is fine as f**k. He’s probably pretending to be shy. Something about him that’s a bit off. I wonder what it is.

"Earth to Jasmine." Proffesor Jones says breaking my thoughts.

"Sorry. What did you say?" I respond a little confused by what the f**k he wants.

"I asked you how many parts the mind has." He says

"Uh. The mind has three parts

The conscious mind, subconscious and super-conscious mind." I respond to his question.

"Unconscious mind." I hear a voice I am not familiar of.

"Excuse me?" I reply and he turns to face me.

"You said super-conscious instead of unconscious." He responds

"It goes either way. Superconscious is a commonly used term. Unconscious basically means to exist without really existing while superconscious means the highest level of consciousness." I explain

"Hmm." He half smiles at me and my heart beat increases. I knew he was pretending to be shy. He’s problematic.

"Hmm indeed." Erin says under breath.

"That was great Jasmine. Next time be alert. Clear?" Pr Jones says with a raised eyebrow.

"Crystal." I respond and we have our usual two hour lecture.

"Okay your assignment is due in two and a half weeks. Please make sure you give it your best. Because it’s 30% of your final grade. See you next week." Pr. Jones announces to the room.

"Let's go." Erin says and grabs my bag and we leave.

I feel bad because I do like Erin and she thinks I like this guy I just met two minutes ago? I don’t think that’s how that works. It was just a little tension. He already thinks he is smarter than me when he clearly isn't but I like a good challenge. Wait, why the hell am I thinking about these things? This shouldn’t even be a thought to begin.

"Jasmine." Erin turns me to face her and grabs the side of my arms so she can look me in the eyes.

"Is there anything I need to know?" She asks with worry in her eyes.

"No. What do you mean?" I ask. She’s already doing too much.

"I saw the way he looked at you and the way you looked at him. Do you like him?"

"No what the hell? I don't know him. He was looking at me and it was awkward eye contact. I can’t like a guy I don’t know.”

I say. She’s being ridiculous and I don’t get it but she said he was fine too. Why is it a thing because we made eye contact? Come on. She’s being a bit hypocritical.

"Mm okay because I don't think this will work if you like him." She says and I feel myself get annoyed and shocked by her response.

"I know it looks that way to you but it honestly isn't. We have made it this far so trust me nothing will happen with him and I feel like you’re being a bit unfair by doing this. I don’t know this man and you can’t put your assumptions on me. " I assure her.

"Okay.I’m sorry about that.” She says and places her lips on mine.

"What are we doing for the rest of the day?" She asks

"I have to study for my test." I answer

"You can study later."

"I can't I have to go."

"Okay. See you later."

"See you later."

...

It's been an hour since I got in the library and I honestly can't concentrate. I keep thinking about how he looked at me. How he half smiled at me. Maybe there was a little something but maybe it’s just my ability to want to break bad boys? I really need to work on my daddy issues because what the f**k is this?

"Jasmine get that s**t out of your head." I whisper to myself.

"Get what s**t out of your head?" The beautiful stranger from my class startles the s**t out of me.

"What the f**k you scared the life out of me." I say a little too loud. He sits down next to me.

"Well smarty pants has a potty mouth." He teases and he smiles at me. Jesus his smile is beautiful and he smells so good.

"Smarty pants is trying to study." I say keeping a straight face. I’m not gonna let him think he’s funny.

"You have been fidgeting for the past hour. What do you mean?"

"What?"

"Yup I've been sitting on the other side and I couldn't concentrate because fidgeting annoys the s**t out of me." He says and laughs. What is funny?

"Wanna be smarty pants has a mouth huh?" I respond to him and he laughs loudly his laugh is very strong and slightly scary but it's nice to hear.

"Hey, I was having a moment." He defends himself.

“Sure.” I say

It’s funny how the conversation isn't weird. He’s got a good sense of humor on him. I like that.

"What's your name?" I ask him

"Hale. What’s your name?”

"Jasmine.”

"I know." He winks.

“When can we hangout?” He says.

"We can’t. I have a girlfriend." I say

"Girlfriend oh. I didn't know you were into girls."

"Yeah I am. " I respond

"Oh. So you’re just into girls?"

"No I'm not. I like guys too.”

“Bisexual, got it.” Why is he interested in getting to know that side.

“And you?” I ask. I’m curious to know.

“Fluid.” He answers.

“Cool.” I respond.

"Okay." He put his hand under my chin and turns me to face him and our eyes meet.

My heart rate increases and I feel my body weaken from the strong gaze between us.

He comes closer and places his lips against mine gently and before you know it our tongues are in sync and my heart stops, in fact everything in the rooms stops but I am hit with reality when his lips part from mine and he sits back in his seat.

Fuck that was a good kiss. Why tf did he kiss me?

"Why did you kiss me?" I ask because I’m still in shock.

"Because I wanted to know what your lips taste like. They taste like grape flavoured gum." He says and I feel a smile slap my face.

“You can’t go around kissing people because you feel like it.” I don’t like that he felt comfortable enough to do that. We haven’t even talked for long. I’m not even going to lie, I really enjoyed it but damn.

"I have to go and I’m sorry. I’ll make it up to you.” He interrupts the moment, winks and stands up.

"Oh f**k!" I say out loud and cover my mouth when I realise that I am still in the library but that's not the point.

Erin is going to kill me. What will I tell her?

I am such a screw up.

What the f**k have I done?

I grab my things and leave the library and head out to my dorm.

My heart begins to race when I approach my room.

I open the door and I can't believe my eyes.