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My Wattpad Love

Chapter 14

My bed had to be the most comfortable thing on Earth. It was soft like a cloud. I was waking up slowly feeling extremely rested. I was lying on my side when I felt something warm on my back. There was also something hard poking my ass. The warm thing moved and there was suddenly something heavy on my waist. Opening my eyes, I looked down at my waist and gasped. There was an arm wrapped there.

"What the..." I mumbled with a sleepy voice. I rolled over to look behind me. My eyes met the peaceful sleeping face of Jason. I frowned in confusion. What the hell was he doing here? His chest was naked. My frown grew bigger and I looked down past his abdomen. I screamed loudly backing away from him. Jason's eyes snapped opened, before he could say anything I fell off the bed with a thud. It was a good thing the house had a carpeted floor otherwise that could have been really painful. 

"Jules?" Jason seemed to be searching for me. I jumped on my feet, my face was as red as it could get. Jason was sitting on the bed now, my sheets covering down his waist.

"You! You... You're naked!" I shouted shocked. 

"Stop screaming!" he grimaced in pain, "my head is going to explode,"

"You're naked!" I repeated aiming my finger at him.

"I'm not naked, I'm..." Jason looked under the sheets and his eyes widened "Ok, I’m naked," he acknowledged and looked up at me.

"What the hell, Jason! Why are you naked?"

"I don't know," he rubbed his temples, "it's hard to think when my head is throbbing like this,"

"And you were lying next to me... and that thing poked me! Oh my God! It poked me!" I scrunched my nose in disgust "I feel so violated,"

"Jules, you're overreacting,"

"Am I? I woke up to find my very excited best friend laying naked next to me. Excuse me, if I'm a little freak out here,"

"I'm sorry, I guess, I was cold last night and decided to come up and sleep with you," I held my forehead pacing around my room. Jason and I had slept together before. But really slept, we didn't have sex or anything like that. He was like my brother. Sometimes when Mom was on duty and he came over, he stayed all night long. But of course, nothing weird like this had ever happened to us. Jason got out of my bed covering his thing with my pillow.

Oh my poor pillow!

"I get that you were cold last night whilst sleeping on the couch," I paused and glanced at him. Jason was smiling apologetically "but I don't get why you're naked,"

"Well, apparently, I enjoy stripping when I'm drunk," he scratched the back of his head with his free hand.

"Really, Jason? Really?"

"Jules..."

"That thing poked me! Why was it even...up?" I asked awkwardly,

"It's the morning cramp; it has nothing to do with you,"

"You promise?"

"Yeah,"

"I can't believe this," I shook my head. 

"Oh come on, it wasn't like I did this on purpose," he explained seriously. I let out a sight of frustration "besides, it's not like you haven't seen me naked before," he tried to make a joke... I glared at him feeling my heated cheeks. Jason's smile vanished "too soon?" I nodded. 

"Just put some clothes on," I waved him off. Jason walked out of the room. I guess, his clothes were all over the couch.

Wow, that was awkward.

My life was getting a little bit crazy. Not to mention, now I had my best friend's little buddy portrayed inside my head. The image was so clear in my mind; I swear I could draw the damn thing if I wanted to. Even though, this was not the first time I'd seen naked, it was the first time I'd seen him....well... aroused. Let me tell you, that thing is huge. It kind of freaked me out a little bit back there. 

It poked me!

I shuddered remembering that. I went to my bathroom and did my morning routine. I came back to my room to look for my sandals. 

"Take me by the tongue and I'll know you. Kiss me till you're drunk and I'll show you," my phone started singing loudly. That was Laura's ringtone. Yeah, she liked Maroon 5. I wasn't a big fan but hey that song was catchy "You want the moves like jagger, I've got the moves like jagger,I've got the mooooooves... like jagger"

Laura...

Instantly, I remembered she was drunk last night and Shane didn't bring her over. She was with Jordan. I run-and-jump ninja style to my bed and pressed the green button.

"Hello?" I was out of breath. 

"Jules?! Thanks God! Jules, I'm in trouble," she spoke fast. She usually did that when she was freaking out.

"Lau, what-"

"I woke up in Jordan's bed... I'm..." she trailed off, I could tell she was biting her nails "I can't remember a thing about last night. But I'm only wearing his shirt,"

"Oh no," 

"I'm freaking out. I may not be a virgin anymore,"

"Calm down, Lau, where is he?"

"He's in the shower, I need to get out of here before he comes out but how am I supposed to leave wearing his shirt?"

"Well, your house isn't that far from his house, is it?" I asked remembered they all actually lived in the same street: Shane, Jordan, Jason and Laura. I was the only one who lived in the isolated part of the town. Yay, lucky me. Oh sarcasm!

"No, Jules but it's not like I can go home walking half-dressed like this. Oh God, Mom will kill me,"

"Go to Shane's house," I said surprising us both.

"What? No, I don't even know him that much,"

"But I kind of do. Just go there, I'll call him," 

"I can't, I'd die of embarrassment,"

"Oh well, then stay there and face Jordan. I hope you're ready when he starts making comments about last night from which you can't remember a thing by the way,"

"Call him, I'm running there,"

 "Ok," I hung up and dialed Shane's number. It rang a few times before I finally hear someone at the other side of the line.

"Hello," a female sleepy voice greeted me. I frowned and looked at my Iphone's screen. Yeah, I definitely dialed the right number.

"Hi, is Shane there?"

"Yes, he's sleeping," she said softly "who is this?"

"I really need to talk to him,"

"Who are you?" Her voice became cold. She was probably one of his night stands. 

"I'm his friend," I lied. Shane and I weren't exactly friends. 

"What friend?"

"Listen, just put him on the phone. It's urgent," she hesitated but then I heard noises and a  masculine grunt.

"What?" Shane's asked annoyed.

"I need another favor,"

"You seriously think we're friends," 

"Laura is coming over your house, help her out,"

"Why would I-who the hell is Laura?"

"Oh God," I felt like slapping him right now "you have the memory of a dead fish,"

"I only remember important things," he retorted rudely.

"Whatever, just open the door for her and help her out," 

"Why would I do that? I'm sleeping,"

"Please," I put my pride aside and begged "please," I heard him growl in frustration. 

"I cursed the day you got my phone number. Fine," he hung up.  I smiled in relief but instantly grew worried. What if Laura lost her virginity last night? i knew it would devastate her if it did happened. She always dreamt about her first time being special with someone she loved. We were very alike in the sex terms. We both were waiting for our charming princes to arrive and all that stuff. She would be so depressed if Jordan and her had sex last night. She didn't even remember a thing for God sakes. I bet no one wants to be drunk on their first time. I looked down at my phone and smiled again when I noticed I had a message from Evan. 

Evan: Good morning, sunshine ;) 

The dragons in my stomach fluttered around and I couldn't help blushing a little.

Me: Hey, you seem to be a in good mood today.

Him: Yes, I had a great dream last night.

Me: Really? What was it about?

Him: I'll tell you later.

I bit my lower lip in curiosity.

Me: Why not now?

Him: I have something to do, talk to you later, Mrs. Strawberry.

I rolled my eyes and typed 'Ok'

"Jules!" Jason shouted my name from downstairs.

"What?" I shouted back.

"Breakfast is ready!" he informed. 

"Oh no," I ran out of the room and then downstairs. Jason sucked at cooking so I was scared as hell of what he may have tried to prepared. I entered the kitchen. Jason was sitting on the counter; his mouth full of... pancakes? I grimaced in disgust at his full opened mouth. 

"You made pancakes?" he nodded as he swallowed what he was chewing.

"They’re pretty good," I looked at the plate in front of me. Pancakes are supposed to rounded, right? Well, Jason absolutely forgot about that detail. Their form was inexplicable "Just try it, they're good. I promise," he encouraged me to taste it. I shook my head, "come on, Jules,"

"Just a bite," I was about to take a bite when...

"Sweetie, I'm home," my mother's voice echoed through the living room.

"I'm in the kitchen!" I shouted whilst Jason got off the counter. 

"Hey," Mom greeted us stepping inside the kitchen. She looked tired, there were bags her blue eyes. Her reddish hair was in a messy bun. She smiled when she saw me and kissed my forehead "How are you?" she caressed my face gently.

"I'm good, how was your night?" I asked watching her put some bags on the counter. She gave Jason a closed mouth smile. 

"Agitated, Saturday's night are always agitated at the hospital," she replied sadly. I knew her job was not easy. I admired her, I really did. I mean, how couldn't I? She saved lives every day. I was proud of her. She was a good doctor. I squeezed her shoulder.

"I know, you should rest. I will take care of this," I said referring to the bags. My mother gave me a grateful smile.

"Alright, I brought you breakfast," she pointed one of the bags.

"Thanks God," I muttered. I didn't have to eat Jason's formless pancakes. 

"I heard that," Jason glared at me. Mom left us to go upstairs. I really hoped she could have a good sleep. 

When we were done eating, Jason proceeded to do the dishes. I was sitting next to the counter as I stared at his profile. His brown hair was all messy, pointing all directions. In that moment, I realized Jason was good-looking in a cute kind of way. He was that type of sweet guy that gets girls with enchanting words and cute smiles. He rolled his lower lip into his mouth as he kept on his chore. He had nice lips, his lower lip was fuller than his upper one but they looked good. His body was not slightly muscled like Shane's. Jason was thin but defined. 

What the hell, Jules!

Did I just check out my best friend? That was so inappropriate of me. God, seeing him naked was really affecting me. That thought brought unwanted images of his thing to my mind. Oh God, I couldn't help blushing.

"Why are you blushing?" I jumped to his voice. Jason was now in front of me, drying his hands with a kitchen's rag. I looked up to meet his green eyes, he was staring down at me, confusion plastered on his face. 

"I...hum, I'm not blushing," I looked away and stood up. I could feel his eyes on me as I stumbled towards the kitchen's doorway "I'm going back to my room," I said cowardly as I left him there confused.

* *

The day rushed by uneventful. Laura had called when she finally got to her house. Apparently, Shane had helped her giving her some clothes from his little sister. Laura had told her mother she spent the night in my house. However, her mother still grounded her for not notifying her in advance.

Jason left as soon as he was done in the kitchen. I was grateful for it. I really needed him away from a while. This entire seeing-him-naked thing was messing up my mind. I was lazily lying on my couch. It was twilight. The house phone rang and I answered before the sound could wake up my mother. She seriously needed to rest.

"Hello?" 

"Hello, peachy girl," my breath was caught inside my lungs. My heart started pounding desperately behind my thin ribs.

Act casual, Jules.

"He-hey," Did I just stutter? 

Way to act casual, Jules.

"You sound surprised," he teased with that sexy voice of his, sending shivers through my entire body. 

"Yeah, I wasn't expecting your call," I admitted clearing my throat. He chuckled.

"I'm bored," 

"You're bored?" I cocked an eyebrow but then felt stupid because he couldn't see "So that's why you're calling me,"

"Yeah," I swear I could see him smirking at the other side of the line. I couldn't help visualizing the cute dimples that formed on his cheeks when he smiled "what were you doing?"

"Just talking to Laura," I said frankly. Evan knew she was my best friend. I'd told him everything about her and Jason. Yeah, I wasn't really reserved when it came to him. I just felt like I could trust him, crazy huh?

"I read the new chapter for your story," he commented all of the sudden. I froze.

"Why? I thought you hated that story, you said it was too cheesy," I reminded him as I remembered his mean comment on my story. 

"I was curious. It's incredible the things I can learn about you by reading it,"

"What do you mean?" I frowned.

"Nothing," he whispered and a shiver went down my spine. I really needed to reinforce my self-control around Evan. If his voice was doing this to me, I couldn't even imagine what would happen to me if I see him face to face. This thought reminded me of the fact he didn't want to tell me where he lived.

"Evan..."

"Don't," his voice grew cold. Did he know what I was going to ask? 

"Why can't you just tell me?"

"It doesn't matter,"

"It matters to me,"

"Why?" he inquired and I swallowed.

"Because you're my friend," I slurred the last word. Why did I always do that? 

Because you like him, silly. You don't want to be his friend.

My inner voice replied to me. 

"We are miles away, Jules," my stomach fluttered when I heard him say my name.

"You already said that, I just want to know where you live," I insisted. Evan sighed in frustration.

"It's better if you don't know," he said seriously. 

"Why?"

"Jules, drop it,"

"I can't,"

"Yes, you can and you will," he sounded upset.

"Evan, please," I pleaded.

"Why can't you just drop it?"

"I..." I trailed off not knowing what to answer. 

"This is wrong," Evan whispered softly.

"What is wrong?"

"This,"

"What are you talking about?"

"Jules, I'm not good. You shouldn't be this eager to know more about me,"

"I just want to know where you live, that's all,"

"I know why you want to know," he assured "that's why I'm not telling you,"

"Evan, you're confusing me,"

"I know," I caught a trace of sadness on his tone "I gotta go,"

"Evan, don't,"

"I’m sorry," he whispered before hanging up. 

I placed the phone back on the table and ran my fingers through my hair. What the hell was that? why did I want to know so bad where he lived? I knew the answer to that question, I knew it. I was just in denial. But there was no point in fooling myself anymore. 

I really liked Evan. A lot. It was something more than an internet crush; I was seriously starting to like the guy for real. That’s why I wanted to know where he lived because deep down, I hoped I could meet him wherever he was. I wanted to meet him so bad that it actually scared me. This like for him was growing and growing and I was worried and scared. I'd never liked a guy this much in my entire life. I was scared of getting hurt, scared of him not liking me back. I mean, I didn't even know if when he said he liked me he meant it as more than a friend. God, I didn't even know where he lived. What if he lived in another country? Wattpad had members from everywhere. I let myself fall backwards on my couch and stared at the ceiling. It was going to be a long week according to my list of things-to-do:

1.- Find out where Evan lives.

2.- Investigate if Laura is still a virgin or not.

3.- Try not to see Jason naked again. 

4.- Help Shane with Marissa or Merissa whatever her name was.

and the most important one:

5.- Find out what the hell is wrong with me. Why am I developing such strong feelings towards a guy I hadn't seen personally?

Yeah, it was going to be a long week.

x M W L X

A/N:  Hello :D I uploaded fast this time. I hope I get a reward! :) I guess, you noticed the slideshow to the side. I finally chose a cast but feel free to picture the characters in your mind as you like. I only made the cast for fun :P

Also, if you haven’t watched the trailer. What the fudge are you waiting for? >=)

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