68 Days And Counting

Chapter Twenty Six: Ripping His Shirt Off.

"That'd be great but Stevie and Natasha can come over too. Like old times."

Jasmine smiled and I realized she needed this. That even though she cheated on Andrew and their relationship was over, I figured she needed a bit of the old normalcy. Andrew knew that eventually one of them would move on from one another from the distance. He wasn't certain about it but I knew he had that doubts. He didn't have to voice them I could just see it in his face whenever we talked about university the past summer.

And I'm looking at Jasmine right now and I'm trying not to think of her as the girl who broke my best friend's heart. I'm trying to think of her was that same girl I met back in third grade. She was the same one who I could call my best friend along with Andrew. I was trying to stick with how I had thought of her. "Thanks Mace."

"Jasmine. You're still one of my best friends. You know that, right?" She blinked back tears, dramatically fanning her eyes with her hands. I rolled my eyes and lightly shoved her. "Stop being dramatic and hug me you dumbegg."

"We're so stupid. We're actually hugging in a grocery store."

I laughed, hugging her tighter. "Austin once knocked over that stand in this place, remember?"

"Austin was such an idiot."

"We love him."

"Toby definitely does."

Jasmine lets out a breath just when her phone buzzed. "I have to finish up. I'll see you eventually this week?"

"Definitely."

 

Normalcy. At least for a little.

 

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"Stop!" I exclaimed with a small laugh, slapping Sam's hands off of me when I leaned over to grab bottled water that was far inside the fridge for the third time.

"I'm sorry," He laughed, his hands going straight to my butt again as I reached over to grab the bottle. "I take it back, I'm not sorry."

"Wow ultimate pervert right behind me." I said, pulling back to swat his hands off me and closing the door.

"Jheeze," I heard Jon Ming yell. "Let's not get freaky in the kitchen, alright Sam?"

Sam chuckled, hitting him on the shoulder when he passed by us. Sam hands moved to hug me from behind as I tried to drink water. "What do you say Hazel? Want to get freaky with me in the kitchen?"

"Or freaky in general?" I heard Caleb say, eating a grape and watching us from the counter.

"I'll pass on that offer seeing as our friends are in the room."

"So...we weren't here you'd be ripping his shirt off like this was some kind of erotica novel?" Austin asked, stealing a grape from Caleb's bowl.

"I didn't say that."

"You didn't deny it." Andrew chuckled.

I shot him a playful glare. "Stay on my side would you?"

He stuck his tongue out at me as he passed by and I returned it, smacking him on the back of his head.

Sam's head moved to my ear and I could feel him nipping at my earlobe. I held myself up by his arms. "Do you ever realize how much more playful you are when we come home?"

Sam shrugged. "Didn't notice."

"That's actually so true." I heard Caleb say and I pulled myself away from Sam forcefully.