* Tuesday *

Thomas POV

I get up from my bed.

James returned to the dorm, but I do not know about the kiss when exchanged....maybe he did that because he pitied me. I'm tense.

And...if...He does not love me anymore? He did not answer me yesterday.

I leave my bed and my room. I see James sitting on the couch on his phone.

"Morning Jemmy," I say.

"Oh! Hello, are you awake? "Asks James smiling. I'm blushing.

Shit! That smile.

I nod.

"I'm going to make you some food," He says, getting up and going to the kitchen.

I'm a little worried for the last time. He did not answer me. I knew he would not forgive entirely.

I sigh. I sit on the couch and look at my phone.

I look at the picture of me and James. I smile.

* Time skip *

I do not know how long, I looked at this picture.

I had to stay rather long.

"It's ready, Thomas!" James says calling from the kitchen.

I go there, always a little worried.

But all my fears go away when I see what he has prepared for me. I could not help smiling, putting my hands on my lips. He made me heart-shaped pancakes with a strawberry over it and some coffee on it. It is written "I ♡ YOU". I look at James, who smiles tenderly at me.

"I wanted to answer you yesterday, but I thought it would be better to do it better," He says.

"Aaron taught me how to make pancakes, so I figured I'll do it for you," He continues.

He approaches me and takes me in his arms.

"I love you too, Thomas," James says. I hold him close to me.

"Thank you, Jemmy," I say.

"But do not scare me like that anymore!" I say. He's laughing.

"Mmmh...I'll try..." He says. I laugh. He puts a kiss on my forehead.

"Bon appetite, Thomas," James says. I smile at him and I'll sit down.

I put a pancake in my mouth.

"God! It's so good !!! " I say, putting it back in my mouth.

"Is it true?" Asks James. I nod. He smiles at me and eats his food.

"I made them with love for you," James says. I'm blushing.

"It shows," I say. He's laughing.

* Time skip *

I've finished eating. I'm with James on the couch.

He puts his lips on my cheek, on my jaw, on my forehead, on my meton...everywhere...

"James, you have to leave..." He puts his lips on mine. I close my eyes. The kiss is sweet. I'm melting in and kissing him back. It makes me lie on the couch without wanting to break the kiss. He is above me and I am below him.

He puts his tongue that travels in my mouth. I moan. I forgot this feeling of pleasure. He touches my thigh with his hand, I squirm and we separate to breathe.

To have taken our breath our lips are getting together quickly. I try to push it.

"J...James?" I ask him, but a pair of lips makes me shut up. so nice.

He walks away and looks at me.

"You're so cute," James says.

I get up and cross arms sulking.

"You look so good when you blush," James says. I blush and hide my face in the palm of my hands.

"Oh! Shit, "James says shocked.

"What?" I ask.

"We have to hurry, otherwise we will be late. James says.

"Your fault," I say. James laughs.

"Yes, it's my fault," He says. I smile.

We hurry to take our things and go to school.

Together.

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