Two days passed and still no word from Jake. I knew he wouldn't remember what had happened Sunday night and at the moment I couldn't bring myself to care that much. I knew if I saw him again I would care.

I had a lot of my mind recently, especially yesterday when we did our presentation. I surprised myself by taking an active role in doing the presentation and Sue didn't say anything, but she looked very impressed.

When we got outside after the lecture, Bret and I had whooped and hugged. It was an amazing moment. He went out with Chad to celebrate. I simply went home to celebrate with Shay and Oli.

Today we had finished our lecture early and I traipsed back to my dorm. The leaves crunched underfoot and a chill wind blasted through me. In a few weeks it would be December and I knew it would soon be Christmas. Shay would no doubt drag me along to go Christmas shopping.

I hated Oxford Street this time of year. It was so busy and people were so pushy. I had hoped it might snow. That would be awesome. I carried on towards the dorms and opened the front door, slipping into the foyer.

It was quiet, a little too quiet. I frowned at that and went to walk through the door, pausing when I heard hushed voices.

"And why should I believe anything you say?" Shay hissed, anger emanating from her tone.

"Because I do really like you, Shay. I told you the truth and I'm sorry." Ashley replied.

They were actually talking and I waited with baited breath for the response. I hoped at this point that they were professing their love through blinking patterns, but that didn't seem likely.

"Bullshit." Shay snapped.

"I haven't been with anyone else since I last saw you. Believe it or don't. It's, whatever." He sighed.

I didn't hear Shay say anything, but I heard a sniffle and I soon realised she was crying. I really did understand how she felt. The moment she had been waiting for was finally happening, but she was probably afraid that it was just an illusion, or at worst, a prank.

"Hey, don't cry." At least Ash seemed to care.

I really hoped they were hugging and would fall madly in love. I seriously had to get over my obsession with Disney films. I opened the door and walked in, pretending as though I hadn't heard anything.

"Hey, guys. Looks like you made up." I laughed.

They were hugging and Shay eyed me suspiciously. She could probably tell I had been outside. I smiled at Ashley and moved to talk down the hall.

"Hey, Kota." He pulled away from Shay for a moment, but kept his arm round her. "I spoke to Jake."

I winced at his words. What had been said? Did he reveal my feelings to Jake? I shrugged and glanced at the carpet.

"He's been busy with appointments the past two days. He said he'd ring you tonight, or tomorrow." He grinned, not giving anything away.

"I hope he gets his shit together and asks you out." Shay cut in, smirking.

I left them alone and went to my room, pausing at Bret's door. I knocked, but no one answered.

"He went out earlier," Jenna had just left her room. She smiled at me.

"Oh ok, thanks Jenna." I nodded, and entered my room.


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Wednesday found me in the labs again. I really enjoyed this. It was practical and a lot of fun. We stayed in there all day. Sue had graded us on our presentations. I was relieved to hear that Bret and I had done well.

The lesson ended on a happy note. I left the labs with Bret and we walked outside and followed the small path back to the main campus. It was about three in the afternoon and there were a lot of other students around.

When we got to the front of the campus I got the shock of my life. Jake was sat on the steps, he was looking at his phone. I froze on the spot and Bret paused next to me.

I walked over and tapped him on the shoulder. Jake looked round and smiled when he saw me. His eyes ghosted over to Bret and his gaze hardened.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, surprised and a little happy to see him.

"I came to see you." He shrugged, standing up.

I knew I wasn't going to stand for anymore nonsense. He pulled me into a hug, ghosting his hand down my back. I peeked up and saw he was staring over my shoulder at Bret.

"Quit glaring at him." I whispered, and he smirked.

"Just messing with him." He retorted.

We pulled apart and he signalled for me to follow him. I glanced back at Bret and he nodded, motioning for me to follow Jake. I beckoned him over.

"Just go with him. He may want to apologise, just not in front of me." Bret smiled, patting my shoulder.

I followed Jake down the street and grabbed his hand to stop him. I seriously didn't want to have a discussion in the cafe in front of everyone.

"Can we go to my dorm room?" I asked, still holding his hand.

"Yeah, sure." He sighed, running a hand through his dark hair.

"I don't want anyone to see what they saw last week." I murmured, dipping my face to stare at the concrete.

From beneath my fringe I saw Jake step closer, gripping my chin and our eyes met. It hurt to look at him. It was the kind of pain that left me breathless.

I slipped away and we walked towards the dorms. I opened the door, hoping no one would be around. I could hear voices though and a flitter of panic hit me.

I opened the lounge door to see Alex, Jack, Vic and Kellin sitting around, chatting about coursework. They all turned to look at Jake and I.

"Well, well, well," Jack grinned. "Look at this."

Kellin smiled and rushed over, hugging me tightly and turning to Jake.

"Hi, I'm Kellin Quinn. That's Vic." He motioned to his boyfriend. "You must be Jake. I've heard so much about you."

Nice choice of words, Kells. Jake smiled and Kellin seemed to take this as a sign to hug. He hugged Jake right round the middle. Vic rolled his eyes. He stood too.

"Like he said, I'm Vic. The sexual deviant over there is Jack and that's Alex."

Kellin let go and cuddled up to Vic. I smiled at them. Jack was protesting about being called a deviant and pouting like a four year old.

"This is all real friendly, but we should probably let Kota and Jake leave." Alex put a hand over Jack's mouth to shut him up.

We left them and I heard Alex yelp when Jack licked his hand. I paused before opening my dorm door and took a shuddering breath, opening the door.

"Welcome to my room." I smiled, stepping inside.

Jake walked in and shut the door. He looked around, stopping to take in the collection of films and the photo's of me when I was younger. He smiled slightly.

I sat on the chair by my desk and he turned to face me. He looked much better today, more in control than last time. I motioned for him to sit down on the bed. He walked over and sat down.

"First of all, I'm sorry for everything I said that day at the cafe." He murmured.

"That's fine. Sorry for meddling in your business. If you like Ariana, it's not my place to judge." The words tasted awful, but I needed to be mature.

"It's not an excuse to treat you like shit," He snapped, narrowing his eyes. "I don't give a shit about anyone else, but you, you're so important to me."

My breathing hitched. That almost sounded like what he said the other night. Was it possible he remembered? I didn't want to ask in case my hypothosis turned out to be false.

"She's pretty though and she's probably a really nice person." I whispered, sadly.

"No, she isn't." Came the terse response.

I peeked at him to find he was watching me. Those dark eyes were trained on my face, intent on meeting my gaze.

"Well, I forgive you. Do you remember what happened Sunday night?" I managed a smile.

"I got wasted, apparently. Ash told me I came here, demanding to see you and you spoke to me. I also threw up in front of you." He sighed, then chuckled.

Obviously Ashley hadn't said anything else. Jake's eyes analyze me and I nearly break under the intense look he gives me. I nearly blurt out the truth and I fight not to. Instead I laugh a little to hide the fellings.

"Yeah, you did throw up, but at least I got some warning." I giggled.

"I just remember waking up and not remembering a thing. Then Ash told me and I felt like an idiot." He ran a hand through his hair, sighing in exasperation.

After chatting for a bit. I walked Jake to the front door, all the while being watched by Alex and Jack. Kellin was hovering behind me. I closed the door and nearly walked into him.

"So? Are you dating, or whatever?" He bombarded me.

"Nope, I told him how I felt Sunday night." I whispered, toying with the hem of my t-shirt.

"And he said?" Alex motioned for me to continue.

"Nothing, because he was drunk when I told him." I shrugged, looking at the floor.

"Bit of a daft time to tell him." Vic said, from his spot on the beanbag.

"I couldn't stand it if he rejected me, though. It would hurt too much and I know he would because I'm not his type." I knew Vic was right, but the risk was too great.

When I got back to my room I turned on the tv and sat down, flicking through Netflix and thinking. At least Jake had said I was important to him. I remembered that and smiled sadly.

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