I quickly woke up, noticing Jesse's bare muscular arms wrapped around me, making our shirtless bodies closely rub against each other in a tight hug.

Since he was somewhat taller than me, my face was slightly underneath his jawline. He smelled like his usual cologne as I slowly tried to break away.

He noticed my sudden movement to get away from his strong grip, making his bright blue eyes slowly open at me.

I brushed out of his hug as I quickly sat up and stretched out my body, loudly yawning. "Where were you yesterday?" Jesse groggily asked behind me, his voice a lot deeper in tone since he just woke up.

"The party." I turned back around and looked at him, our eyes coldly meeting. "You'd know if you answered my calls or texts, but you didn't."

Jesse slightly frowned as he sat up now too, his lips reddened as his black cloudy hair was messy in the most attractive way possible. "Micah, I told you I wasn't gonna be able to talk to you all day yesterday because I was playing basketball."

"Jesse, you literally never said that to me, what are you talking about?" I quickly replied, slightly getting impatient by what he just answered. "You're telling me you didn't check your phone for like what, 15 hours?" I coughed, my voice slightly raspy.

"Do you expect me to?" He asked softly.

"I expect you to care enough to talk to me." I snapped.

"Micah, I do care." I blinked, his hand slowly brushing against my back.

"Well you don't act like you do." I angrily murmured.

"For the record, I did try calling you at night, after I finished playing." He licked over his pink lips as his blue eyes were squinted from the sun rays hitting against his pale porcelain skin. "You didn't answer though."

"Because I was drunk." I shrugged, rolling my eyes at him as I watched him watch me, silence breaking between us.

"Why do you have so many bruises on your body?" His eyes didn't leave mine as I didn't return his gaze, looking away from him.

"Why does it matter?" I sassily responded.

He quickly clicked his mouth as he threw his head back. "Micah, don't be like this."

"Be like what?" I couldn't help raise my voice as Jesse pouted at me, making me sigh to myself as I ran my hand against my face out of annoyance.

Jesse and I sat next to each to each other on the bed as we were both sitting up. Jesse's soft face proceeded to lean against my collar bone as I remained quiet.

"Micah I'm sorry." I kept my hands against my face as Jesse slowly brought his warm lips to trail up against my skin. "I'm sorry, okay?" His voice was low and came out more as a whimper.

"No, stop." I quickly pushed him away as I quickly got up off the bed. "Go play your basketball."

Jesse sighed as I quickly grabbed on a shirt and threw it on. "Micah.." He began.

"No, fuck you." I harshly let out as I didn't even bother looking at his face. All of a sudden, a wave of emotions just quickly came over me as I was wondering if I was about to cry or not. "I waited so long for you to talk to me yesterday Jesse but you didn't. I felt so stupid at that party waiting for nothing. Now you're telling me you played basketball for 15 hours straight without checking your phone? Fuck you." He remained quiet as he just watched me walk away.

I'm probably just being very dramatic, but for some reason I felt really sensitive about Jesse not talking to me yesterday. I think I'm starting to develop actual feelings for him and it scares me..

It scares me a lot...

"Do you know how big of a deal that is!?" Benny exclaimed, his body being buried in an insanely large yellow hoodie, his voice slightly blending in with the conversations in the cafeteria.

I blinked a few times as his finger snapped me me off my trance. "W-what deal?" My response quickly made him click his mouth out in annoyance.

"Okay so last night the one and only Vice Black was at the party! Can you believe that shit?" He spoke excitedly, not caring if anyone in the cafeteria heard him. "He complimented me on my outfit and I was like 'there's plenty more of where that came from' daddy." My mouth dropped.

"Wait the singer Vice Black?" I quickly asked.

"Yass!" Benny's face was melted in complete glee as I let out a sharp exhale. "Oh and also I didn't really call him daddy that was just a joke. Anyways, he asked If ever thought about wanting to be a stylist, so I said yes! He gave me his card and he asked if I was willing to see if we could work together!"

"Holy shit, wait what?" My eyes slightly widened. "Does he want you to be his personal stylist or something? What are you guys gonna work on? Like concert outfits?" I was speaking a lot faster now.

"Not concert outfits, but better!" Benny quickly stuck his tongue out. "He owns that rich ass shoe company called Feline Black, and he said he's planning to do more than shoes and start a clothing line since it's really in for celebrities right now. I think he wants to compete with those clothing lines that a lot of these popular artists are working on. For example, Beyoncé's Ivy Park, Kanye West's Yeezy, Rihanna's Fenty line, you get what I mean."

I don't get what he means but I am still very excited for him. "Benny, this could literally change your life. Vice Black is huge and everyone knows his music."

"I know, I'd be hella stupid not to use his card and call him right quick!" Benny replied. "He's so pretty too! He's a lot hotter in real life."

"How does street fashion even look like?" I asked out of nowhere.

Benny quickly looked up as he began to think to himself. "Um well, there's those sweatpants that have designs on the side. Also, oversized anything, camo anything, mesh anything is basically a must. It's hard to explain but there is a lot of styles when it comes to street fashion."

I just slowly nodded my head. "How did you even get to talk to him anyway? Weren't you really drunk last night?"

Benny snorted as he looked at me. "Hell yea, but I can handle my own liquor, unlike you Lindsay Lohan." We quickly laughed as I rolled my eyes. "I wanted you to meet him but I couldn't find you."

"I was gone yesterday." I let out dryly. "Like completely out of it."

Benny's head slightly tilted at me. "Like you were fucked up?"

I closed my eyes as I nodded. "Yea and so much shit happened to me." I breathed before speaking again, Benny moving in closer to listen. "I kissed Tristan thinking it was Jesse. Can you believe that? I was so drunk that I confused Jesse and his ex and they don't even look alike."

"You kissed his ex!?" Benny's mouth quickly dropped. "Micah you a hoe! How do you even remember doing that shit?" His mouth let out a wide grin.

"I was so shocked that I remembered it." I bit my lip as I just sighed, looking off to the side. "That's like all I remember though. I don't remember a single thing from last night other than that. Oh and also this guy named Romeo took me home but nothing special happened so yea, that's it."

Benny remained quiet as he was still shocked. "Does Jesse know?"

"No, and I feel like he doesn't have to." I tiredly shrugged. "It's not like we're dating. Also he didn't even bother texting me back yesterday and that kinda annoyed me because I don't care if I'm being annoying, I want to be able to talk to Jesse all the time."

Benny's eyebrows began to slowly rise. "Sis are you catching feelings?" He whispered dramatically.

"W-well, well you know what?" I met eyes with him again. "I am, Benny. I guess I really am starting to like him. Like a lot. And I think it's getting to the point where if he doesn't talk to me for at least every 5 minutes, then I'll be really mad and offended."

Benny anxiously laughed. "Ew no bitch, you don't wanna be clingy. Are you catching feelings only for Jesse? Because for you to kiss his ex, there has to be something there."

I took a second to respond as I asked myself. Could I have feelings for Tristan. "Yea, well not much. Definitely not more than Jesse." I exhaled. "I barely know Tristan. Also, I really think that Romeo guy, who brought me home last night, is really attractive."

Benny quickly covered his face with his hand. "You're such a hoe I love it!" He teased, loudly laughing. "Okay so lets lay it all out, you like 3 people correct?"

"Yea." I was genuinely shocked with myself. "I haven't really thought about it much, but yea, I think I'm starting to like 3 people."

He bit his lip as he thought quietly to himself. "That's like a love square, not even a triangle!"

I slightly chuckled. "Honestly though, we can forget about Romeo because he hates me so I probably won't even have a chance with him. So yea, it is a triangle." I sighed once again.

"Micah." He slowly shook his head out as he clicked his mouth, looking genuinely confused on what to say. "Tell you what."

"What?"

"Just have a threesome." He casually shrugged, my eyes almost falling out of their sockets.

"B-Benny what the fuck." I slowly responded with a shocked tone as he exploded out in complete laughter.

"I'm obviously just kidding, but are you sure you even like Tristan?" He asked.

I laid out my hands on the table, quickly starting to talk out. "look, Jesse is hot. Like actually really hot to the point where being near him just makes my nosebleed. But, I feel like it's too good to be true and I feel like he only wants to have sex with me sometimes but I could also be wrong because he's genuinely so kind. Tristan on the other hand is very kind too and I just feel so safe around him. Whenever I do get weirded out by Tristan it's just because he's super intimidating. Both of them are."

"When they were together, who do think you was the top and the bottom?" Benny blurted out, making me roll my eyes once again.

"Wow Benny, asking the super serious questions I see." I quietly laughed as his face remained serious.

"No, seriously." He replied, amused. "Both of them seem super dominant and both look like they would kill someone if their not able to top, so what do you think the tea is on that?"

My face just crinkled. "I don't know, I don't think about stuff like that. I doubt they even were together in a sexual way because Jesse did cheat, I told you the story."

Benny nodded his head. "Yea I know, but they were together for a long time. You cannot tell me 2 insanely hot guys dated each other and didn't do anything. I bet Jesse was the bottom."

"Okay Benny I really don't care about that." I began to sound annoyed as I really didn't care about it all. "You know what, let's just stop talking about it, I'm just over the whole subject. It's not like I even have to end up with anyone, so whatever. What's going on with you and Keanu?"

Benny coughed. "We smashed."

My body unconsciously thrashed up in shock. "You're lying." I spoke sternly.

"I am." He laughed out, giving me a small heart attack for no reason. "But him and I are alright I guess. I think the only reason why he hasn't asked me out yet is because he's scared of me."

"S-scared of you?" I asked, sounding confused.

"Yea." He shrugged. "Look Micah, you're probably different, but when I start to like someone, I fucking hate showing it. I become such a rude bitch to whoever I have a crush on, for literally no reason. I become so in denial on how much I really like that person to the point where I start treating them like shit just so they don't suspect my growing affection for them."

"Wow." I just blinked my eyes a couple of times, trying to process what he just said. "That's actually really mean."

Benny just loudly breathed. "I know but I just hate letting my guard down to these hoes. I'm so used to being treated like shit that when someone new starts to make me feel good, I immediately make sure to keep my guard up and make sure to be a cold-hearted bitch."

"So what have you done to Keanu that's keeping him from asking you out?" I queried.

"Well." He took a second to respond. "Every time he would compliment me I would always tell him that he's not being real and would just insult him back."

"What?" I raised an eyebrow at him as I glanced the people passing by us. "What does that mean?"

"Okay, look, compliment me." He quickly commanded.

"You look really cute in that sweater." I politely smiled at Benny.

He quickly threw me a dirty look. "You're ugly ass needs to quit playing. You annoy the shit out of me like for real, can you leave me the fuck alone?"

"Are you serious?" My mouth quickly dropped as he just anxiously laughed. "Benny how could you say stuff like that to Keanu? He's so nice to you!" I sounded genuinely hurt and I wasn't even Keanu.

He just looked down in subtle sadness. "I know, I know it's not right." He sniffed, scratching his nose. "I'm just really starting to like him a lot and I don't know if I should feel good about it or not. I just don't wanna get hurt and end up looking like a dumbass, you feel?" He sighed.

I just threw him a small warm smile. "Same Benny." I slightly tilted my head at him as he crossed his arms. "Same."

All of a sudden, bright blue fabric quickly showed up next to the side of the table, making my eyes slowly look up to whom the shirt belonged to as Benny quietly shrieked to himself.

"Micah, can we talk?" Logan audibly let out.

Holy shit, I'm not ready..

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