[Justin]

I thought to myself Who the hell could know what I did. No im just overthinking right now, its probably just a stupid prank. I kept overthinking... sweat dripping down my forehead, my heart was beating so fast and hard, I could feel it pulsating all over my body.

I didnt want to think about it so I just went to take a nap. It took some time to fall asleep because of the anxiety and panic I was feeling. When I woke up I felt a hand placed on my hip, I turned to look around and it was Clay.

I was still sleepy and wanted to keep on sleeping but I wanted to know why he was there. I shook him a little and asked him "Why are you sleeping here? I thought I you said you would stay in bed...".

He looked at me with his calm, light blue eyes. He was still a bit lethargic probably because of the fever. He whimpered "My body was hurting a lot. I felt scared so I came here and I was gonna ask you to keep me company. You were asleep so I snuck in and cuddled with you and it made me feel safe."

I turned around. Now we were face to face, I kissed his forehead and whispered "Its ok, you're ok now. Im here". Maybe it was all that anxiety and panic that made me act like that, or maybe it was something else that I wasn't ready to accept.

I wrapped my arms around him and we cuddled. In a low pitched voice Clay said"This feels weird but I like it, maybe its because im feeling like absolute fucking trash right now, my whole body hurts so much". As soon as Clay fell asleep I was ready to leave because I didnt want to get sick as well, and it was feeling weird because, even though he was sick he were still recently brother. I know, we are not blood related, but it still felt "off" to me.

I calmly got prepared to leave the bed. I slowly pushed him away from me to leave the bed. He grabbed my hand and said "Dont leave me, dont leave me again Hannah". He was having a nightmare, and the thought of leaving him after he said those words still haunts me to this day.

"I wont leave, im here" I said and got back in bed again. After a while I woke up and was able to finally get off the bed. I got up and checked the time on my phone. It was close to 1PM that meant I had to start preparing lunch. Mr. Mrs Jensen were at work so me and Clay cooked ourselves all the time, but now he wasnt helping me, to be honest, he was the only one who cooked because im lazy.

This is gonna be troublesome I HATE COOKING. I thought to myself. After I set the table and made lunch I woke up Clay. He was already feeling a little bit better.

"Oh wow, this looks like shit" Clay said raising and eyebrow almost as if he was not sure if he wanted to eat or not. His stomach said other wise so it growled. He looked at the food with downcastened eyes, as if he was ready to die.

I was kinda pissed off, I mean, I JUST MADE YOU LUNCH AND YOU STILL COMPLAIN. I looked at him with a creepy smile and said "Well you can just STARVE to death you ungrateful dumbass".

He laughed. Then he reached his fork to the food and took a bite. His eyes that were once damp and downcastened by the looks of my food, were now sparkling. Munching and with a mouth full of food he stumbled with his words "Hhuhnnnnn, this is so good, it looks like shit but it tastes amazing, when did you learn to be such a good cook?".

"Well, when you grow up with a mom who doesnt cook for you and only gives you instant meals, you're forced to cook for yourself". I said. He looked at me with a pitiful look on his face and said "Im sorry". "Dude, dont feel sorry for me, things like that happen in life...". I replied.

Clay gazed at me and said "You know, you give really good cuddles. Too bad you arent a girl". "You really need to get laid, now you're even enjoying a dude's cuddles" I chuckled.

He got up and walked towards my way. He pushed my head back and gave me a kiss on the forehead. I was confused, why did he do that?. I began to blush and said "what was that for?". He looked at me with a smile on his face and said "Its payback, you gave me a kiss on my forehead, and now it was my turn".

As he walked upstairs I was freaking out like a fangirl reading a fanfic. Why did I like that, why did it made me feel safe and comfortable?. It doesnt matter, its just affection and I lacked affection growing up, so ITS TOTALLY NORMAL, for me to feel this way.

For some reason, what Bryce told me was echoing in the back of my head in that moment "Nobody in this world gives a shit about you. You've got nothing and nobody". I got up, grinned and in my brain I said "I guess you were wrong, fucking rapist"

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Hey! Summer Vacation as started, finally im done with school.

I dont know if im gonna keep writing this book tho... I have other projects I wanna start and this book seems like its "flopping". Every week that goes by it gets less reads, less votes, less comments.

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