Wounds of My Heart

28. Ed Sheeran

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A loud noise make me open my eyes immediately, my heart already picking up its pace because of the abrupt way I woke up.

I scan the dark room in alarm, I can't see shit. The only source of light is the TV that is playing a random film I can't recognize.

I tried to sit to get a better view but a strong grip was holding me back. Jordan has both arms wrapped around me as he holds me close to him. His head is resting on my neck, so fucking close to it I'm sure he can feel my pulse going crazy.

Holy. Shit.

I think I've never been this close to him, to anyone. The unfamiliar proximity scares me, I have no idea how to act, but what scares me the most is how much I like it because I can't help but think how much I will miss it.

I was lost in thought until it hit me, what time is it? It's so dark already. I find my phone somewhere in the couch and see it's exactly 8:12p.m.

Woah we slept a lot, I've not slept like that since-

My heart and my mind stops as soon as I remember. My father. My mother. They are going to kill me.

I totally forgot. I got so distracted, I completely forgot about them and just fall asleep here, shit I'm so stupid.

Then I notice the messages and missed calls from them, I text them both something like 'sorry my phone was death, I'm on my way home, I'll explain when I get there'. I have no idea what the hell I'm gonna explain because I can't tell them the truth. I need to get out of here.

Again I try to move but his hold around me tightens. I wish I could stay here tho, I really do, but I can't.

"Jordan, I have to go." I whisper and it seems like I said the complete opposite because he just pulls me even closer.

"Don't." He says, his voice so low and husky I could barely understand. His lips brushed against my neck as he talked and one of his hands slipped under my shirt and rested on my bare lower back. My heart is about to explode from beating so fast.

Breathe in. Hold. Breathe out. Breathe in. Hold. Breathe-

He planted a soft kiss against the skin of my neck and I audibly gasp.

"Jordan-" I'm cut off by another soft kiss.

It seems like today is the day I'm dying. If I don't die right now because of a heart attack, I'll definitely die when I get home.

I think I need to go pee.

Ok maybe if I stop moving for a bit-

The lights are turned on and for some reason I feel like I'm naked. I'm not, I think, wait...yeah, I'm definitely not naked. But I feel like whatever was happening is being exposed now, I feel exposed.

Wait, talking about being naked, oh my gosh, am I wearing underwear? I can't remember if I put some underwear on this morning. I guess I did, but it's something I do automatically, without thinking, so what if one day I forget to do so and that day is today?

"No!" Someone's scream stops my mind from it's weird way of thinking.

Jordan tensed and his hold tightened for a second before he woke up and looked around, his grip loosened a bit, but he didn't let go. I turned around too to see what the hell happened.

Roman falls to his knees and puts his head on his hands. That's when I see something shattered on the floor in front of him. Oh, I guess that was the loud noise that woke me up.