The Roommate Agreement (Teen Fiction)

Chapter 5

Chapter 5
~Jaelyn's point of view~

I woke up with a pounding headache. Everything throbbed and ached. I reached for my phone on my nightstand but instead of grabbing my beloved phone I grabbed a note. I started to read the note which was probably from Jesse.

Jaelyn,
Stay hydrated, get some medicine for your hangover and I'll see you later at the gym. Your phone kept going off last night so I put it in the coffee table drawer. Someone named Lacy kept asking if you were okay. I didn't want to wake you up so I answered it and told her yes.
Jesse

I was stunned that Jesse actually left me a note and had the courtesy to take care of my phone. He wasn't as cold as before and it was very comforting. I felt like I didn't always have to be very cautious with what I had to say around him anymore. Everyday we made more progress towards a healthy friendship.

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Later that afternoon, Jesse was sitting on the futon with my legs on top of him. We were watching 'Rocky'.

"Do you remember anything from last night?" Jesse blurted, his stormy eyes shift to my green ones.

I try to recall what I even did last night the last thing I remember happening was drinking more than one martini and going out to the dance floor with Lacy. "Nothing significant to me."

Jesse flinched as if I really struck a nerve. "Did I do something? Did we do something?"

Jesse snapped at me, a scowl plastered onto his flawless face. "You honestly think I'd take advantage of you while your drunk?"

"You're just acting weird. You even left me a note. For fuck's sake you left me medicine and told me to stay hydrated. Since when do you care?"

Jesse shot up from the couch like his ass was on fire. "I'll see you at the gym in twenty minutes." He said, grinding his teeth together.

I flashed Jesse my middle finger, accompanying it with a sweet smile. "Fine, be a bitch about it."

Twenty minutes pass and I'm at the gym clad in a sports bra and shorts. I noticed a shirtless Jesse sending lethal punches at the punching bag.

I went over to Jesse and he stopped beating the punching bag. "I'm always going to be surprised that you show up."

"Did I have a choice? You'd probably drive back and drag me here."

"I would but you want the extra money for your job." Jesse smirked, knowing that he was right.

I rolled my eyes and handed Jesse the tape so he can wrap my hands. Jesse took his time in wrapping my hands. Each movement he made with wrapping my hand made my stomach do somersaults.

His fingers danced around my hands, skillfully wrapping them. I studied his face while he wrapped my hands. His jaw was clenched and his stormy eyes looked clouded. His hair was a beautiful mess. I wanted to take my hand and tangle my fingers into his hair.

I wanted to trace his strong and alluring jawline. I wanted to run my fingers over every single tattoo that he had and know what each one meant to him. I wanted to rest my hands onto his bare chest. To feel his heart beating-to feel the life inside of him.

Jesse made me want to know everything that he was thinking and feeling. His deep voice broke me out of my trance. "Let's go, time to learn more."

I nodded, biting my lip. Hoping that this would be a successful workout.

"Last time you didn't keep your defenses up and you weren't fast enough."