Attention too much affection! (You are warned)

* Tuesday *

Thomas POV

"You better get some rest," James says. I shake my head and hold it close to me.

"Tommy let me watch the time and then we can eat," He says, moving away from my embrace. I hold his hand.

"What's wrong?" He asks, turning around. I blushed at his questioning look.

"Can I go with you?" I ask timidly. He smiles at me and nods.

We go to the living room and watch the clock at the top of the sofa.

"5:57," James says.

"I'm so sorry," I say.

"It doesn't matter," He says with a smile.

"I'm going to the bathroom to shower and brush my teeth and then I come. Are you okay with that? " He asks. I nod.

He goes to his room to take his things before going in the shower.

Meanwhile, I think of my nightmare. In my nightmare, James was telling me hurtful words ... I think ... James is right. I could not understand how he could forgive me, but after hearing his pretty words, I'm sure oh his feelings for me.

I sit on the couch and look at my phone. On Facebook, I see that Aaron has an account. But it shows that it's been a long time since he uses it anymore because his last post is for 3 years.

On this post, we see him more rebellious ... I could say. He has his dynamic smile before.

By lowering his photos, I see one with....James ???

They look really different. James seems really aggressive on the photo and ...I do not know if it's me, but he looks rather CLOSE to Aaron.

They have known each other for a long time ?? !!! They must know each other so well. Will our relationship last so long?

But...Was James and Aaron different before ??? I have known Aaron since the school started. I found him really funny and nice, so I became friends with him and I got along well.

I think James still hides things from me. It doesn't surprise me, but...Aaron...He's hiding things from me too.

I sigh and scroll pictures.

I see...

«Poppet Tommy!!!» Says a voice. I feel like someone is hugging me. I jump and turn to see an angel who smiles at me. James is so cute. How could one be so...bad boy? Maybe they were just....

"Poppet Tommy?" Asks James. I look at him by finally paying attention to the one I love.

"Yes?" I ask.

"It's your turn to shower," he said. I'm in a bad mood. He laughs and walks away from my embrace.

"James...eeh...I ..."

Dring Dring!

He looks at his pocket and takes out his phone.

"Oh! It's Ronnie, " He says with a smile.

"I have to go, Tommy, while you're going to take a shower," He says, running to his room.

I sigh and get up to go to the bathroom.

James POV

In the shower

I think Thomas loves me. He kissed this girl because he was lost and by my fault. I can't imagine what say, but yes. It's my fault.

Now

"Hello" I say.

"TELLMEYOUFORGAVEHIM!!!" He shouts like a savage. I laugh and nod, and then I remember he can't see me.

"Yes," I say, smiling.

"My friend knows how forgiven !!!! Somebody applaud him, " He says, clapping his hands over each other several times. I laugh and roll my eyes, not letting the smile on my face.

"Stop, I know how to forgive," I say.

"Really???" He asks in an arrogant and amusing voice. I let go a laugh.

"Ronnie?"

"Jaja?" He says in a funny voice. I hide a laugh.

"How's Maria?" I ask.

"She's normal," He says.

"Hey! You didn't call me yesterday."

"Eh...you called me yesterday. It matters?

"He asks. I sigh.

"Okay," I say.

"Youpi!" He says. I laugh.

"Good bye, I don't want to make Thomas wait any longer," I say.

"Bye Jaja," He says. I'm hanging up.

I leave my room to go to the kitchen. I do the l breakfast. For me, cereals and for Thomas, bread with cocoa chocolate and orange juice. Meanwhile, I sit down and eat my cereals.

He gets out of the shower and comes into the kitchen.

When he comes, he looks frustrated, but after seeing the table. He gives me a resplendent smile.

"Jemmy, you should not have..." He says. I shake my head.

"No, I want to make sure you get better," I say with a smile.

"Thanks Jemmy," He says, giving me a kiss on his forehead. I just smile at him before I continue eating.

While we are eating, Thomas barely touches his plate.

"What's wrong, Thomas?" I ask. He shakes my head.

"Nothing." He says.

"You have to eat, Thomas," I say worried. He looks at me and then his eyes fill with disgust when he sees the food.

"I don't want to," He says pushing his plate.

"Thomas finishes at least a slice of chocolate bread." I say while making my puppy dogs eyes.

He hesitates, but takes his slice of bread spread with chocolate. He was about to put it in his mouth, when suddenly, his face is surprised and filled with disgust.

He drops his slice of bread and runs to the bathroom.

I am shocked for a little while and decide to get up.

I see Thomas kneeling his hands holding the basin. He begins to feel nauseated. I get closer to him by making rounds on his back.

He throws up . I get up to take her towel. When I come back, I see him curl up on himself in tears. I come to him and give him the towel.

He takes it. I continue to make him rounds on the back. He seems to calm down.

"Thomas, are you ok?" I ask him. He doesn't answer me and starts to tremble.

He brings me closer to him, hugging him. He puts his face on my chest. He continues to cry. I hold him close to him and whisper reassuring words.

He looks up and looks at me. I give him a smile and kiss him on the forehead.

"I'm sorry," He murmurs. I look at him confused.

"Why are you apologizing?" I ask in a soft voice.

"To be a burden to you," He says.

He must really feel bad. I made him hurt. I broke him, now it's up to me to fix him.

"Tommy, you're not a burden, why are you saying that?" I ask, wiping tears from his face.

"Because it's true." He says.

"Tommy, you are not a burden, you are strong, kind, miraculously beautiful and all that I am not." I say, looking him in the eyes.

I can see stars in his eyes flooding with water. Wait what?

"Are you crying Tommy?" He stands up to take me in his arms more comfortably.

"James," He says with a smile. I don't see him, but I'm sure he smiles.

"I really need you. You are my rayon de soleil, to me. " He says, laughing a little. I laugh when I hear the word rayon de soleil I gave to Dolley, but she didn't know what it meant.

He must be really afraid that I will replace him with someone else.

I give him a kiss on his neck. He moaned surprised at my action. He throws himself to 1 meters from me. I look at him confused.

"Y...you...wanted to do...wh...what exactly !?" He asks. His face turning into a tomato. I laugh.

"Nothing...I accidentally touched your neck with my lips," I say, smiling.

"LIAR !!!!" He says, hiding his face with his hands. I get up from the floor of the bathroom.

"You're so cute, blushing," I laughed.

"James, stop," He says.

"Do you know that red goes pretty well on you?" I say.

«JAMES!!!!» Je screams. I laughs.

"I stop bothering you with your blush, Tommy. Come, you must eat, " I say. He turns.

"No."

"Tommy." I say harshly.

"I just vomited, James," He says. I crouched down to him and slid my hands into his frizzy hair.

"Thomas, if you don't eat, you'll have a lot of nausea," I say.

"I don't care, I'm not hungry," He says, crossing his arms.

"Thomas, you're sick and it's my fault," I say. He turns confused and shakes his head.

"No it's not your fault, I have nothing and I'm not sick. I just don't want to eat, " He says.

"Thomas...I don't want to lose you," I said in a soft voice.

"But...you will not lose me," He says sadly and lost at a time.

"Thomas, I thought you would not wake up and that..." He takes me in his arms before I can finish my sentence. I hold him close to me.

We stay a moment like this. I hear him sigh.

"Okay, but I'm just doing it for you," He says.

"No, Thomas is for you that you do it and not for me. Your health is very important, " I say.

"But I'm fine...but if you say I'm sick...I'm ready to listen to you, James," He says hesitantly.

I smile, move away from his arms and get up. I hold out my hand to help him get up. He smiles at me and takes it.

He stays in the toilet to brush his teeth. I go to the kitchen and sit down.

I wait for him and see him arrive. I smile at him and he gives me a weak smile.

He sits in front of me and looks at the food with trouble before looking at me. I nod to tell him he must eat. He hesitates, but does it.

He finished with difficulty his slice of chocolate bread.

"And your second?" He looks at him and he moans. He takes it and eats it a little before giving up.

"I can't do it anymore," He says, still having the bread in his mouth.

"I'm proud of you, Thomas, you've worked hard," I say with a smile.

He takes his glass of orange juice to help him swallow.

"Thanks Jemmy," He says with a smile.

"You're welcome."

I get up and clear the table. I start doing the dishes.

"James?" He says. I turn around.

"Did you really think of the compliments you told me in the bathroom?" He asks. I nod.

"I think the same of you," He says. I'm done doing the dishes. I wipe the water on my hands with a towel.

I feel arms around my hips. I smile.

"Tommy? What are you doing? "I ask him.

"Nothing," He says. I turn quickly to put my arms around him and kiss him. His grip becomes light.

He is closer to my lips. We separate from the kiss to breathe.

"You're fast," He says surprised, smiling. I laugh.

"It depends on what," I say. He brings me closer to him. And bring his face closer to mine. I empty the space between our lips. I move away and kiss his jaw. He moaned softly. I kiss his neck with love. He moans with each kiss on his neck.

I give him a slower and harder kiss. He moaned louder. I cut him by kissing him rigorously on his lips. I walk away from him and look at him with a smile. Looking at him, I'm pretty sure that if I continued, he could have lost his mind.

"Tommy, I know your weak point." I say. He walks away and blushes more and more.

"Awww..." I say, seeing him leave the salon with his face all red.

"Stop making fun of me every time I blush," He says sulking.

"But I don't make fun, Poppet Tommy," I say, putting a hand on his thigh.

He blushes and looks away. I bring my hand closer. I feel it shudder.

"I'm kidding Thomas." I take my hand off and laugh.

"You're mean," He says, blushing. I get up and look at my watch.

"7:30 am"

"Thomas, you should already prepared your things," I say. He looks at me and turns his head. He's still sulking. I go to him and give him a kiss on the cheek.

"Come on," I say. He turns around and looks at me. He seems....lost.

"Are you okay?" I ask, sitting next to him.

"Are you still hiding things from me?" He asks.

"Whew, it's just that," I say, lying on the couch. I shake my head.

"Are you sure?" He asks. I nod.

"Now preparing our things," I say, getting up. He moan as he gets up, but he does what I told him.

When we are done and we are ready to go, Thomas comes near me.

"I love you Jemmy," He says with a smile.

"I know," I say. He sulks.

"What? Do you want me to say I don't know? " I ask already knowing what he wants.

"Tell me," He says.

"What?" I say, laughing.

"I love you," He says, crossing his arms.

"But you already said it for me," I laughed.

"It's not funny," He says in a disappointed voice.

"It's a joke, Tommy," I say, continuing to laugh.

"I don't like your jokes," He murmurs. I laugh before taking his hand so that he doesn't cross any more arms.

"I love you too, Tommy," I say, smiling at him. He makes me smile.

We go together to school. I see Aaron with a resplendent smile on his face.

"Hey!" He says, coming towards us.

"Thomas." Aaron says.

"Yes?" Thomas says.

"Don't ever make the same mistake. James has forgiven you, but it may be the one and only time he will," He says, showing a dark look at Thomas. Thomas looks scared of Aaron's new behavior.

"Ronnie. Stop scared him, "I say, sulking.

"It's the truth," He says with a smile.

"Oh shit!" Whispers Aaron silently.

"What?" I ask him.

"You're dead."

"Why?" Asks Thomas.

"Hercules," Aaron says, separating each silabes.

"Shiiiiiiiiit," I say, letting go Thomas' hand.

"Didn't you tell him what I see?" He asks. I shake my head.

The bell rings.

We go to class.

I'm dead.

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