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Chapter 8:
Jake's P.O.V
Mum suddenly got up and left the room while I was lying on my pillow. She had been sitting at the end of my bed for the last twenty minutes when she suddenly got up. That was weird— but I guess she did have stuff to do. I let out a little cry as my chest started to hurt more than before.
Where did I go wrong? Felix knew I liked him— I went public with him— was it all just a game? I growled sitting up and throwing my pillow across the room when I saw Felix standing in my room, leaning on the closed door. I sighed,
"Great I'm hurt and I still dream about you." Felix smiled lightly, hurt still visible in his eyes,
"You're not dreaming," I scoffed,
"Yeah right, as if you would really be here. You don't like me remember?" I leant back on my bed, lying on my back.
"Would a dream do this?" When those words left his mouth he came over and kissed me on the lips. I couldn't help but kiss back— if I ever want Felix; this is the only time I am going to have him, so I might as well. I frowned as he pulled away and answered him,
"Yeah, you would." Felix bit his lip, his face flushing. I was confused, what the hell is going on with me? Felix then stood up and walked away from a few steps and then said four words that almost broke my heart, almost because he had already broken it—
"Please don't hate me." I frowned sitting up, swinging my legs off the side of the bed,
"Why would I hate you, Felix?" I frown grew on Felix's face,
"For hurting and lying to you— I was just— I was scared because something like that had never happened to me, and I was confused, and I didn't believe you didn't like me and I—" I cut him off,
"It's really you isn't it?" I stood up and walked over to him where he was staring at the ground—
"Why wouldn't it be me?" I smiled, grabbing him and pulling him into my arms, wrapping them around his waist, as he did the same to me.
"Because you hate me— I thought I couldn't have you anymore in real life, and that I could only have you in my dreams— so when you came in here, I just assumed I had fallen asleep." Felix bit his lip, looking up at me with his big brown eyes that were still surrounded with eyeliner from the morning.
"But I don't hate you— I was just scared you wouldn't like me if you found out the real me. and then I thought my feelings were moving too quickly, so I went to what I do best, which is pushing people away after I fuck up and then—" I frowned cutting him off,
"Felix, what do you mean 'After you fuck up'?" Felix sighed pulling himself from my arms before sitting down on the bed.
"There's something I do— well actually two things I do that make me feel better, but they aren't good things— they make me uglier." I let out a little laugh,
"Felix, you are not ugly, and nothing could ever make you uglier— ever okay?" Felix looked up to me nodding,
"Okay, but still— I do these things and I tried to tell you a really did, well only one of them actually, but never mind— I just— I want to tell you now, so you can understand why I pushed you away, and so if I ever do it again— you don't hate me— okay?" I nodded wearily and watched as he stood up and walked over to me.
"I want you to turn around— only for a little bit, though, okay?" I nodded again and asked him a question,
"You're not going to run off are you?" Felix shook his head laughing lightly,
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The Truth Hurts (BoyxBoy)
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