“Are you staying over tonight?”
“Can I?”
“Why not, the place gets too quiet sometimes.” Jamie muttered pulling his truck into drive and started to actually drive.
“Do you still have that bag of stuff there?” He nodded and pulled into his driveway.
His place was actually really kind of cute. It was big enough for two people but he turned the extra room into like this random collection room which had a bunch of pictures, posters, music crap and then a desk. For whatever he has to use a desk for. It was simple in the inside, all the walls were white and his furniture brown or wooden and it all went well together surprisingly. The place was always clean, whether it was just him being out a lot or that he really likes to keep clean. Either way I gave him a thumbs up for that.
“There's an extra towel in the lower cabinet for you, it’s the blue one.”
“I even get my own towel now?” I chuckled setting my purse down on the counter and he quick shot me a glare.
“You do stay here for like three days a week. I might as well clear that room and just put your bed in there.”
“Oh would you do that? I don’t think you would.”
“If you wanted me to I would.”
“Always what I want.” I sighed and I saw a little smirk on his lips and he leaned against the wall.
“Well yeah… I mean, you are perfect.”
“Fuck you Jamie.”
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To The Boy/✔
Teen FictionTo the boy they said he wanted everything to do with me, I hate you for making me believe you did To the boy that said be wanted nothing to do with me, Thank you for making me realize I wasn't what everybody wanted And to the boy that helped me th...
