𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐨?|ℂℍℝ𝕀𝕊 𝕊𝕋𝕌ℝℕ𝕀𝕆𝕃𝕆|

34 | 𝕛𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕠𝕟 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕛𝕠𝕣𝕕𝕒𝕟

"hey." jackson says standing at the front door. i just cry and throw myself into him. he hugs me tight before closing the door behind him. we just stand there hugging for what seems like forever. "your exhausted" he says looking down at me. "yeah." i say holding back more tears and sniffing. "c'mon." he says pulling me upstairs into the bathroom and turning on the shower. "i already took a shower." i say. "you need another one. your gonna feel a lot better." he says hugging me before leaving the bathroom.

i decided to follow his advice and take another shower. when i got out i put fresh pajamas on and brushed my hair, washed my face and put moisturizer on. i started to smell something good coming from downstairs. i went down into the kitchen and say jackson cooking spaghetti. "you didnt need to cook." i say softly smiling. "feeling better?" he asks. "yeah. thanks." i say walking up next to him. "of course. oh hey, there's dr.pepper in the frigde for you." he says smirking. i open my mouth with a smile.

"you remember my favorite drink. im impressed." i say walking over to the fridge. "how could i forget. you talked about it everyday." he says. "did not!" i say offended. "okay okay. maybe not everyday. but at least a million times a week." he teases. "shut up!" i say throwing a piece of ice at him. "im literally making you food and your throwing ice at me?!" he says smiling. "good point." i say shrugging. "im gonna go put on a movie is that okay?" i ask. "yeah. i mean, im not leaving until you have a good nights sleep." he says smiling. i smile back and go to the couch and turn on frozen. it was our signature movie when we were kids.

"es hora de comer." jackson says walking into the room with two plates. he hands me a plate before sitting on the other side of the couch. "frozen?!" he says excitedly. "frozen!" i respond. he smiles and i start the movie. a few minutes in, i take a big bite of the pasta. "um you got a little something right there." jackson says smiling. "where?" "right there." he says leaning closer to point to the exact spot where i had sauce on his face. he grabs a napkin and wipes it off. "your such a goofball!" he says jokingly. "shut up." i say smiling. "oh, wait actually, you have some on your face too." i say giggling. "what? where?" he asks. "rightttt....there!" i say and slap him playfully. "you bitch!" he exclaims and throws a pillow at me. we continue to watch the movie and when prince hans and anna have their song me and jackson both start singing. we've memorized every word.

"i mean its crazy!"

"what?!"

"we finish each others-"

"sandwiches!"

"thats what i was gonna say!"

when the movie is over me and jackson begin washing dishes. "one out of ten, how was the spaghetti?" he asks. "two." i say smiling. he gives me an offended look. "im kidding." i say nudging him with my elbow. "its was really good. i didnt know you could cook." i add. "ive been taking classes over the summer." he say proudly. "well they paid off." i say congratulating him. when were done with cleaning the plates, we go back into the living room and get on our phones. im watching tiktok and he's playing clash of clans or some shit.

i see a really funny video where a guy is holding up a girl in the air like she's flying. "oh my god jackson." i say. "what." he responds still looking at his phone. i show him the video. "we have to do this." i say. "no, definitely not." he says shaking his head in response. "yup. were doing it." i say hopping up and grabbing his phone and setting it down on the tv stand. he rolls his eyes knowing he has no choice. i set up the video and press record. we fail to do it the first time end up getting it perfect the second time.