Camp Closeted

I quickly woke up, noticing Jesse's bare muscular arms wrapped around me, making our shirtless bodies closely rub against each other in a tight hug.

Since he was somewhat taller than me, my face was slightly underneath his jawline. He smelled like his usual cologne as I slowly tried to break away.

He noticed my sudden movement to get away from his strong grip, making his bright blue eyes slowly open at me.

I brushed out of his hug as I quickly sat up and stretched out my body, loudly yawning. "Where were you yesterday?" Jesse groggily asked behind me, his voice a lot deeper in tone since he just woke up.

"The party." I turned back around and looked at him, our eyes coldly meeting. "You'd know if you answered my calls or texts, but you didn't."

Jesse slightly frowned as he sat up now too, his lips reddened as his black cloudy hair was messy in the most attractive way possible. "Micah, I told you I wasn't gonna be able to talk to you all day yesterday because I was playing basketball."

"Jesse, you literally never said that to me, what are you talking about?" I quickly replied, slightly getting impatient by what he just answered. "You're telling me you didn't check your phone for like what, 15 hours?" I coughed, my voice slightly raspy.

"Do you expect me to?" He asked softly.

"I expect you to care enough to talk to me." I snapped.

"Micah, I do care." I blinked, his hand slowly brushing against my back.

"Well you don't act like you do." I angrily murmured.

"For the record, I did try calling you at night, after I finished playing." He licked over his pink lips as his blue eyes were squinted from the sun rays hitting against his pale porcelain skin. "You didn't answer though."

"Because I was drunk." I shrugged, rolling my eyes at him as I watched him watch me, silence breaking between us.

"Why do you have so many bruises on your body?" His eyes didn't leave mine as I didn't return his gaze, looking away from him.

"Why does it matter?" I sassily responded.

He quickly clicked his mouth as he threw his head back. "Micah, don't be like this."

"Be like what?" I couldn't help raise my voice as Jesse pouted at me, making me sigh to myself as I ran my hand against my face out of annoyance.

Jesse and I sat next to each to each other on the bed as we were both sitting up. Jesse's soft face proceeded to lean against my collar bone as I remained quiet.

"Micah I'm sorry." I kept my hands against my face as Jesse slowly brought his warm lips to trail up against my skin. "I'm sorry, okay?" His voice was low and came out more as a whimper.

"No, stop." I quickly pushed him away as I quickly got up off the bed. "Go play your basketball."

Jesse sighed as I quickly grabbed on a shirt and threw it on. "Micah.." He began.

I was about to cry or not. "I waited so long for you to talk to me yesterday Jesse but you

Jesse not talking to me yesterday. I think I'm starting to develop actual feelings

scares me

body being buried in an insanely large

off my trance. "W-what deal?" My response quickly made him

in the cafeteria heard him. "He complimented me on my outfit and I was like 'there's plenty more of where

the singer Vice Black?" I quickly

that was just a joke. Anyways, he asked If ever thought about wanting to be a stylist, so I said yes! He gave me

to be his personal stylist or something? What are you guys gonna work on? Like concert outfits?" I was speaking a lot faster

out. "He owns that rich ass shoe company called Feline Black, and he said he's planning to do more than shoes and start a clothing line since it's really in for celebrities right now. I think he wants to compete with those clothing lines that a lot of these popular

am still very excited for him. "Benny, this could literally change your life. Vice Black is huge and

card and call him right quick!" Benny

look like?" I asked out of nowhere.

to himself. "Um well, there's those sweatpants that have designs on the side. Also, oversized anything, camo anything, mesh anything is basically a must. It's hard to explain but there is a lot of styles when it

slowly nodded my head. "How did you even get to

looked at me. "Hell yea, but I can handle my own liquor, unlike you Lindsay Lohan." We quickly laughed as I rolled my eyes. "I wanted you to meet him

was gone yesterday." I let out dryly. "Like completely out of it."

head slightly tilted at me. "Like you were fucked

to listen. "I kissed Tristan thinking it was Jesse. Can you believe

a hoe! How do you even remember

I bit my lip as I just sighed, looking off to the side. "That's like all I remember though. I don't remember a single thing from last night other than that. Oh and also this guy named Romeo took me home but nothing special happened

was still shocked. "Does Jesse

I tiredly shrugged. "It's not like we're dating. Also he didn't even bother texting me back yesterday and that kinda annoyed me because I don't care if I'm being annoying, I want to be able to talk to Jesse all the time."

slowly rise. "Sis are you catching feelings?"

a lot. And I think it's getting to the point where if he doesn't talk to me for at least

Are you catching feelings only for Jesse? Because for you to

I asked myself. Could I have feelings for Tristan. "Yea, well not much. Definitely not more than Jesse." I exhaled. "I barely know

it!" He teased, loudly laughing. "Okay so lets lay it all out, you like 3 people

"I haven't really thought about it much, but

thought quietly to himself. "That's like a

about Romeo because he hates me so I probably won't even have a chance

He slowly shook his head out as he clicked his mouth, looking genuinely confused

"What?"

have a threesome." He casually shrugged, my eyes

what the fuck." I slowly responded with a shocked tone as he exploded out in

are you sure you

like it's too good to be true and I feel like he only wants to have sex with me sometimes but I could also be wrong because he's genuinely so kind. Tristan on the

you was the top and the bottom?" Benny blurted out,