11
Sean
I wake up to the lovely smell of fresh bread. It takes me a couple of seconds before I realise that I’m not in my own place, not in my own bed, and it’s just in time to catch myself from falling on the floor. I roll back, facing the wall I’ve woken up to for most of my life. I’m at my parents’ house.
Then everything from last night comes back to me. Jules looking so sexy that I had a hard time not dragging him to me at every moment. Us going to a club, Jules dancing.
And then Jules coming back from ‘smoking’ and having definitely had something more than just nicotine. The way he stared at me as I told him that I couldn’t be involved with someone who did drugs, the utter confusion in his eyes.
Fuck.
The pain in his eyes as I left, the pain in my own heart.
And then sneaking i
