"Did you sleep well?" Jake murmurs down my ear. I smile and close my eyes before nodding.
"I sleep like a baby when you're next to me." I tell him. The nightmare are slowly beginning to become less frequent and for that I'll always be grateful. Jake chuckles quietly in response before climbing out of bed.
My bedroom door flings open, the lock completely falling apart from the force. Jake stands in the doorway, his chest rising and falling heavily.He looks angry, really angry."What the hell was that, Emily?" he yells at me, eyes narrowed. I stand up off my bed and face him, my hands clenched angrily by my sides.
Jake and I end up in his bedroom, shutting out the rest of the party downstairs. I'm sat on his bed, propped up by the numerous cushions. Jake is lying in front of me, his blue eyes watching me carefully. The door suddenly bursts open and a boy and girl run in, the girl giggling hysterically. Jake slowly turns his head, eyes darkening considerably."What the fuck are you doing in my room?" He asks harshly. The girls eyes widen when she notices Jake and the boy takes a step back, equally as scared.
"Hello? Emily, come home this instant! How dare you leave home so suddenly!"I scoff, unable to believe her words. I silently wish I never answered the phone but the damn woman wouldn't take no for an answer. After ignoring her calls multiple times, I decided to answer before she blew my phone up. . .Literally.
Jake's POV-I place her down gently on the bed, the mattress dipping as her sleeping form takes shape. I carried her the whole way home, questioning how I'd ever let it get this far. I sigh and reach for a blanket at the foot of my bed before draping it over her. Her eyes are closed peacefully, mouth parted. I run a hand over my face as I watch her for a few moments —
I wake up the next morning, a cold chill in the air. My body is shivering and I turn around to bury myself back under the duvet but I hit something orsomeone.I slowly turn and close my eyes, wishing it isn't who I think it is. . .Jake.Jake Melvin is in my bed.
The door swings open and Jake emerges, his eyes lighting up with amusement at the sight of me. The corner of his lips twitch upwards as he leans against the doorway —"Muffin, get dressed.""Nope, I'm quite happy where I am." I smile, sinking further into my bed sheets. I'm dressed in one of Jake's white tee shirts with my grey jogging bottoms underneath. A jar of Nutella is
My phone rings and the screen flashes with Mum's contact. I instantly feel sick as I replay the way Jake slammed Trevor's face into the floor. The crack and echo of the impact plays on a loop in my head. I close my eyes and inhale deeply, wondering whether Trevor is still alive. He certainly didn't look it when I last saw him.I decline the call and a text message pops up seconds later. I grit my teeth together and turn my phone off, tossing it onto the bed. I really didnotwant to deal with that right now. Part of me is terrified f
It's been several weeks since Jake and I admitted our true feelings to one another. The more time I spend with Jake, the deeper I fall for him. The hype over our newunexpectedrelationship is beginning to die down in college. The envious stares are becoming less frequent and the loud obnoxious conversations are now hushed whispers.Ivory is practically a best friend to me and has joined Trish and I's permanent friendship circle.
There's no way it's true. . . It can't be true. I grab the little white stick before rushing for the bathroom door, flinging it open. Ivory is stood on the other side, her eyes wide as she takes in my terrified expression. She doesn't have to ask me the question because my face already gives her the answer.
Tense moments pass but eventually Ivory squeals and drops the test onto the floor. She begins jumping round from foot to foot in excitement."I'm not pregnant!" She yells out loud, fist pumping the air. My eyes widen and I grab hold of her before placing my hand over her mouth.
"What are you doing?" I frown at Ivory as she grabs me, pulling me into the bathroom before shutting the door. Her eyes are wide with panic and covered in a glossy sheen."Hey, what's wrong?" I ask concerned, my heart thumping wildly in my chest. She looks so shaken up, tears brimming her eyes.
It's 6am on Christmas Eve.I amwaytoo excited. I've been tossing and turning for hours knowing that Christmas is only a day away. IadoredChristmas when I was younger, my father made it so special. We would wake at the crack of dawn, open presents and he'd make little breakfast pies with our initials on them just for Christmas morning. I remember my little heart squeezing tightly with excitement when the cookies had disappe
"Who's this T?" I yell over the music, grinning at him. He waltz over to me, his arm swung over a pretty brunette. He glances down at her, smiling before his eyes meet mine."Emily this is Jane, Jane meet Emily."I grin at him and Jane before holding my arms out, signalling Jane for a hug. She i
Tobias' POV -"Emily! It's okay!" I yell, reassuring her. I walk up to her, prying her arms away from her face so she can look straight into my eyes."It's okay," I repeat and she looks around, he
Tobias' POV -My heart drops hearing Amil is aware of our plan. Clearly one of the boys told him, going against Jake's and my trust. I hiss as the guy I'm fighting punches me backwards onto the glass table, causing it to shatter and pierce through the skin on my arms. I growl loudly, looking down at my arm that's now pouring with blood.
Jake's POV -I tense my shoulders defensively as I push back the living room door, instantly meeting eyes with Amil. His dark eyes hold humour as they drift down my body and up again."You look we
Jake's POV-The cold morning air greets me and birds chirp their morning song outside my window. I stir inside my bed, slowly opening my eyes and turning. My body hits something warm behind me and I freeze, only turning my head to see who it is.