Thomas POV

*Wednesday*

I get up with a horrible migraine. What happened ? How did I get there?

I get up and go to the bathroom. I see dried tears on my cheeks. What is this mess?

I try to remember I remember. I was at the Feast of Hercules with James and pushed him. He left and I went to the bar. I drank so much glass that I thought I could have died. Afterwards, James came to bring me back, but I pushed him again. And...I don't know how I ended up here.

I clean my face and brush my teeth. I go out to see a James sitting eating cereals.

What do I tell him? What do I tell him? What do I tell him?

He turns. He doesn't seem to feel good.

"Hey Thomas, how are you?" He asks.

I remember everything.

I begged him, crying, to kiss me.

I'm blushing.

"Yes, I'm fine..." I say shyly.

"Thomas, are you still feeling good for the restaurant today?" What? He does not talk about the kiss I made him? Maybe I just dreamed.

I nod him.

"James?"

"Mmmh?" He said.

"How did I went dormitory ?"

"I carried you because you were sleeping at the bar," He says, picking up a spoon of cereal. I blush and hide my face.

"Excuse me, for all that I could have hurt you."

"No problem," He says monotonous. I sit in front of him and put my hands on the table.

"James. I feel like you don't trust me... "He looks at me and cuts me off.

"If it's for what you heard in the hallways of the school, I do not want to talk about it now. After all that happened yesterday. "I blush with anger. He gets up.

"I'm going to give you aspirin; you must have a headache. "I nod, frustrated at his behavior.

"Here,"  He says exhausted.

"Thank you." I take the glass and the wood quickly.

"Mmmh," He says annoyed. An uncomfortable silence falls on us. I decide to make chocolate sandwiches. I get up to take everything I need. I put my pot of Nutella, toast, a plate and a knife on the table. When I put the Nutella on the slice of bread. I keep thinking about kissing James. Everything looks really real.

"James? Something happened yesterday? " He finishes eating what he has in his mouth and shows me his phone.

"Watch this video." I nod and take his phone. It's Alex and John ??? They are kissing ???

"WOW !!! Why did you take that on video? "He shrugs and picks up his phone.

"It can always be useful," He says.

I didn't think him so.

Another memory comes back to me. He told me he loves me. I blush and eat my chocolate bread.

"Ja...James? Did we do something yesterday? " He doesn't look at me at all interested in what I say. He looks at the ceiling several times.

"No, except that you like to push me in front of the crowd, nothing special. " He says looking at the screen of his phone, I feel my heart squeeze.

"Sorry...but are you lying to me?" He shakes his head.

"I'm not lying to you, Thomas." He's not calling me Tommy or Poppet Tommy. He really must not be in the mood.

"Please tell me why you pretend with me. But what are you pretending to do? " He gets up to put the bowl on his lever. After, he sits down.

"Okay, I'll tell you. I can't stand showing a good image of myself. Usually when someone screams at me, I defend myself to not feel bad, but when I don't do it, the same thing happened with you. I feel weak miserable and I keep panting. That's all. Are you happy now?" He says looking away. I feel bad for him. I feel very bad. I wanted to apologize, but I got arrested by James.

"Now, it's up to me to ask you a question." I nod.

I"Why don't you like Dolley?" I blush. I can't say it's because he goes out with her.

"Who told you I don't like her?" I ask.

"You." I look at him confused.

"When?"

"Yesterday," He says in a neutral tone.

I remember. I asked him why he goes out with her? And that's where I told him I love him. He told me he loves me too and he kissed my cheek. He took me to my room and that's where... I blush. I think he did not believe me when I told him that it's because he goes out with her. He thinks there is another reason, surely.

"James, you lied to me." He sighs.

"On what?"

"About what happened yesterday." He raises an eyebrow.

"I kissed you," I say firmly. I get up and look at him, disappointed.

"You were drunk, Thomas. I don't want you to remember what happened yesterday. You didn't think the words you said." He say, standing up too. I wanted to cry, I wanted to tell him that I think all the words I told him.

He takes my hands and looks at me, eyes in the eyes. I'm blushing.

"I want us to restart from the beginning. I'm really sorry to hide things from you. We are friends. I can trust you and you can trust me. Do you want to restart all over again with me? "It looks like he was asking me for wedding.

I nod. He gives me a hug. I do the same. I still haven't told him why I don't like this Dollie.

"SHIIIIIT !!!!" He walks away and looks at his phone.

"James, what's up with?"

"We have to go to school fast, otherwise we'll be late." SHIIIIT WHY THE SCHOOL EXISTS ???? !!!!

We put our shoes on quickly and we take our bags. We walk quickly to school. We see Aaron waiting for us.

Perfectly on time, guys," He laughs.

"It's Tommy's fault." He says pointing at me.

"WHAT? !!" I scream. They laugh. I join them in a giggle.

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