* Wednesday *

Thomas POV

I could not sleep, so I got up early.

I go to the living room and see that there is nobody. Where is James?

I go to his room and open, I see James and Dolley together sleeping.

My heart is breaking. Did something happen between them ??? They aren't close, but I can not stand it. I enter the room and wake up and gently shake James. He growls and turns to finally put his hand around Dolley.

My anger continues to rise. I shake him harder. He opens his eyes slowly. He looks at me and gets up. He yawns and looks at me with a smile. My anger is diminishing, but it is still there.

I take him by the arm and pull him to the living room. He has an exhausted look.

"Why are you doing this?" He asks me.

"Why did you sleep with her?" I ask. He looks at me confused.

"She told me she was having trouble sleeping alone and she asked me to stay and I did it just to help her," He says, falling to the couch.

"You lie to me?" I say, sitting next to him. He puts his arms around me.

"No, I'm not lying to you, my jealous Tommy," He says. I blush, but I bring him closer to me.

"And thank you for waking me up early, because I have to do something this morning," He says, moving away.

"What are you going to do?" I ask.

"Nothing important," He says.

"I should wake up, Dolley," He says, going to his room.

After a while, he comes back with Dolley hand in hand. She has her clothes on her.

"Did you sleep well?" He asks Dolley. She nods.

"You want to eat with us or go directly to your dormitory," asks James. I'm a little disappointed that he did not tell me that he was going to ask Dolley this question.

I give a dark look to her. She stretches a little.

"I'd like to stay, but I think it's better for me to come home," She says, fiddling with her hands.

"Okay," James says. I see him accompany Dolley to the door.

"Goodbye," He says.

"Goodbye," She says.

"We see each other at school," She says. I get up from the couch and head for the door.

"Yes, we ..." I close the door.

"TOMMY ??? Why did you do that ??? " He asks.

"I didn't want to see her anymore," I says nervously.

"Poppet Tommy , it's worse than I thought. You are really really really jealous of her, " James says with a smile.

"It's normal, I'm sure she still has feelings for you," I say, crossing my arms.

"But I don't have one, Tommy," He says, looking at me with his dark chocolate eyes.

I'm blushing. He is right it is not because a person is in love with him that he will surely love him in return. He loves me and he has clearly shown it to me.

"I should not have slept with her without telling you, sorry," He says. Oh! No now, he's blaming himself.

"No no. It's good, "I say, shaking my hands.

He takes my hand and we go to the bathroom. We brush our teeth and we dress each in our room.

Coming out of my room I see James with a cereal bar in his mouth. He is fully dressed. He already has his shoes on his feet and a bag that is not school, on his back.

"I'll be right back," He says as he left.

What is he going to do ????

* Time skip *

When I come back, I see him with a canvas hidden under a sheet.

"I'm here!" He says.

"Why do you have a canvas?" I ask him.

"It's....eh...nothing," He says, going to his room.

"James, tell me," I say. He stops and puts it on the couch.

"It's not much," He says.

"I'm going to the bathroom," He says, running. I wanted to laugh.

I give up my cereal and raise the canvas.

It's a drawing. Someone made his portrait. I look good and see initials.
Aaron did it ???

"I'm here....shit," He says.

"Aaron did your portrait," I say. He hesitates, but nods.

"Why did not you tell me?" I ask him.

"Maybe because you would be horribly jealous," He says. I'm blushing.

"I'm not," I say.

"Aww liar," He says, laughing.

"I'm not lying," I say, crossing my arms. I feel lips on my cheek. I blush even more.

"I see you're doing very well to eat, without me," He says. I nod proudly.

I head into the kitchen and continue to eat my cereal. He joins me to look at me with a smile.

I'm blushing.

"Stop staring at me like that," I say embarrassed.

"And you tell me that?" He says with a smile. I'm blushing.

"When we met, you kept looking at me, especially when we ate at the table," He says with a smile. I blush while thinking back to past moments.

"You look good, I look at you to see if there is a fault on you, but no, everything is perfect," He says.

I blush even more. I can barely eat.

"Even your disordered hair is beautiful on you, you are all that I can not be," He says. I shake my head.

"No, James, you're so cute, nice. You know how to take care of anyone, even the people you love less. For me It's you who is beautiful, "I say.

We smile at each other. I continue to eat my soft cereal now. When I finish, I take my plate and do the dishes.

When I finish, we take our bags and go to school hand in hand.

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