Noel’s POV
“Ooo!” Jesse and I said together as Roman Reign delivered a very nice and accurate punch to Sheamus.
“Oh my… Rollins get up!” I shouted at the screen as if Seth Rollins would miraculous hear me.
“He doesn’t have to Dean would not let us lose,” Jesse said his hands still over Peyton’s eyes as she sat on the floor underneath him. “Oo!” We shouted again at another good hit.
I was so excited about this match mainly because my favorites, Roman Reign, Seth Rollins and Dean Ambrose were united back as the shield. Jesse was excited too, we loved the same wrestlers. Peyton however did not just understand anything about wrestling and didn’t find it exciting at all. Infact the sight of them punching each other made her want to puke. Violence nauseated her. Can you imagine? I think Violence is one of the main keys to survival, I mean if peaceful talk doesn’t work out what do you do? Walk away? No way you use the fist God has given you to send the message straight into the persons brain. This world is like a jungle and the same rule apply here; Survival of the fittest.
Every once has what it takes to survive and at one point in life Violence comes into the picture. It doesn’t have to be physical, it could also be verbal and whatnot. I think that’s why kids bully in school because of our jungle rule, survival of the fittest. I mean no matter what happens, forever and ever the Lion aka king of the jungle would always continue to prey on the weaker animals, nothing in this world can stop that, its the way things are done. So it is in life, people who see their selves as kings and Queen of the jungle would continue to try to prove it to the people they think are beneath them.
But unlike the jungle, everybody has the potential to be a king and a queen of something. Quinn striving to be the Queen, overall most beautiful and sexy girl. Peyton striving to be the Queen at her studies, overall most brilliant nerd. Jesse’s striving to be the king of his household and not let anyone aka his step father push him around. Me? I’m striving to be the Queen who has control over her life, who calls the shot. But let’s face it, all fingers are not equal and not everybody would win the position of King or Queen so that’s where violence comes in, now is just about surviving and not letting anyone step on your face.
So the fact that we can watch people punching each other on screen is just perfect and I’ll never understand why Peyton hates it.
“You guys are torturing me you know?” Peyton complained holding unto Jesse’s hand and peeking out a little before closing his hand over her eyes again.
“Calm down Davis, I’ll protect you from all nightmares. You can sleep on my bed. With me ofcourse.” Jesse teased smirking.
“You wish, I think I’ll have nightmares just sleeping on your bed. Think of all the girls you’ve slept with on that bed,” Peyton says looking up at him then me, we both shuddered. Wait, I slept on that bed!
“Hold on, I wash the sheets after each conquest and I even change them,” Jesse defended.
“Conquest, ugh you’re terrible.” Peyton replied shaking her head at him.
“I won’t call you a conquest, I’ll be nice to you.” Jesse offered. Peyton looked at me with a confused face as I tried to hold in my laughter. Then she turned to Jesse.
“Are you hitting on me Donovan?”
Jesse wiggled his brows, “and if I am?”
“I’d say you should go meet Lora.”
“Ugh, wait a minute.” Jesse said moving away from Peyton before he stared struggling to throw up. Peyton and I started laughing.
“He’s going to give a super man punch Jesse!” I shouted hitting Jesse. We both fixed our gaze on the TV and watched as Roman Reigns gave a super man punch and the referee counted up to three. And the shield wins! Jesse and I stared hollering clapping our hands together. “What do you think Pey,” I asked hopefully.
“W-Would that man ever get up?” She asked horrified as the other opponent lied lifeless on the ring.
“Him? He’s totally fine.” I think.
“What if he’s badly injured? You guys derive joy from this?” She asked horrified. Jesse and I shared a look saying she’s hopeless. “Can we watch pretty little liars now?”
In our last vote, wrestling won. I looked at Jesse and he started shaking his head frantically while Pey gave me the puppy eyes. “Um… Yes.”
“Yes!” Peyton said excited as she ran to the TV.
“Noooo!” Jesse shouted dramatically falling to his knees.
“Hey don’t wake Aaron and my mum.” I scolded him.
Pretty little liars came on and Pey sat down in the middle of Jesse and me on the couch. This is my time to sail my ship. I slowly got up and started going upstairs. “Where are going Christmas?” Jesse asked. Damn him, he always notice everything.
“Um… I’ll be right back.” I lied running upstairs, I hope they cuddle. Movie makes people cuddle up right? This should please work. You’d be wondering why I’m setting my friend up with a player and s fuck boy. But I know Jesse and he can be really nice if he wants to. Plus nerd and badboys are made for each other, according to some books. And I think they have chemistry, maybe I’m just seeing things though I really hope Jess and Pey work out. It can also help Pey get over Aaron. Everybody wins.
I get into my room and the first thing I see is a shirtless Aaron sprawled out on my bed. He was putting on sweatpants that I am sure isn’t mine, he must have taken it from Jesse’s house. I relaxed on my door watching him. I could see the fibrous tissues and muscles that made him up from his back, some of his feet were almost out of the bed but he still looked super comfortable. Before we started watching our Wrestling Aaron complained to be tired and resigned to bed. I don’t blame him though he did most of the tree lifting today plus my mums bees and birds talk was really tiring. Aaron and I have tried to stay at least two inches apart throughout today. Mum kept her eyes on us.
Smiling happily I sneaked into my bed, wrapping my arms around Aaron and spooning from behind. His body was so warm and his apple scent covered me up immediately, clouding my senses. I can never get enough of his guy, I love him so much I think its unhealthy. I placed a kiss at the top of his shoulder snuggling closer. He groaned and my eye popped open. He’s awake.
Holding my hands in place he slowly turned around so he was lying on his bed, his head angled to me. His eyes were still closed but I could see a ghost smile on his face. I smiled my fingers moving to his really scattered hair. “You’re awake?”
He groaned or moaned, I can’t tell, before he nodded slightly then his eyes slowly fluttered open. I almost hiccupped at the mass of blue that were now focused on me. He’s beautiful eyes looked a little darker and the way he was looking at me made my insides turned to goo the whole room getting warmer. I didn’t look away and neither did he, it felt like we were talking with our eyes. He finally closed his eyes breaking our connection before talking, his voice husky, “I was waiting for you.”
Ha, that voice…. wait what? “Waiting for me?”
He nodded before sitting up a frown on his face. “You’re so clueless.”
“Me? What did I do?” I asked confused.
“When your boyfriend say, ‘oh I’m tired I’m going in, bye guys’ what do you do?” He asked adding a little yawn as he repeated his evening statement.
“Uh, you bade him goodnight?” I asked still not getting his point.
He groaned really loudly this time pulling at his hair. “No, you take that as cue that he wants to be alone, with You”
Oh, really? “Really?” He gave me a deadpan look that almost had me chuckling, “but… but what if he really wants to sleep?”
He frowned thinking, “I guess you can tell from his body language. My body language was saying the opposite.”
I smiled, this is like the sweetest thing ever. I moved up and side hugged him. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know. I’m your clueless girlfriend, that’s cute and should be forgiven.” I blinked up at him.
He looked at me for a while before chuckling and wrapping his hand around me before placing a kiss on my forehead. “How can I not forgive my little dolphin?” I smiled at my nickname, I loved it. “How was the wrestling show?”
“It was great. Our team won.” I replied. “Aaron do you think Jesse and Peyton would work. As a couple?”
He thought about it for a while, “I really don’t know. Jesse doesn’t date and he’s in love with my cousin.”
What?! I pulled away from him to look at him directly. “What?”
“Yep it’s a long lasting crush turned love destined to never work out.”
“W-Where’s your cousin now?” This is bad, this is really bad.
“Yale, she left for college last year. Jesse was heartbroken, Kendall was it for him even though they’ve never dated.” Awww. “But you can still try shipping him and Peyton. He and Kendall would never work out, she’s two years older.”
I released a breath, this is a lot to take in. So Jesse’s into older girls? Would he and Pey ever work? Sighing I relaxed back into Aaron. College, that’s a dreadful thought I hadn’t even thought of. That’s one reason why a lot of couples break up. “Aaron?” He hummed a reply and I spoke letting the question that’s bugging my mind out. “What college do you plan on attending?”
“Harvard or Yale but I think it’s gonna be Harvard.” He replied immediately not missing a beat.
“Don’t you plan on gaining a football scholarship?” I asked leaning up to look at him.
He shook his head hitting his tongue against the roof of his mouth. “Nope, football is highschool stuff. I don’t plan to continue afterwards. I’m going into business, someone needs to run my family’s business in the future.”
I frowned, “is that what you want or what is expected of you.”
He thought for a minute, “its what I want. Have you seen my dad in suit (whistles)”
I laugh smacking him, “idiot that sounds so wrong. Like you’re checking your dad out.” He just laughed in response making me quirk an eyebrow at him. I waited for him to ask about my college dreams but he never did so I spoke out again. “I haven’t thought of college, I wonder where’ll go.”
“Harvard.” Aaron replied and I pulled away to look at him.
“What?”
“You’d go to Harvard, with me.” He replied like it’s so obvious, something written on the walls of prophecy.
“And how do you suppose I do that? That’s only going to happen if I get a scholarship, and if you know me you’d know that the chances of that happening is 0. 1 in a 100.” I stated.
Aaron sat up, “You don’t need a scholarship, I’ll take care of it.”
I huffed, “quit the sugar daddy talk. I can’t let you ‘take care’ of my college.”
“And why not?”
“Because its absurd. I’m not going to let my boyfriend train me to college!” I told him quite frankly.
We stayed quite for a while, “so you’re not going to Harvard?”
“No, I don’t think so.”
“Where then? U. C. L. A?
“No, I don’t plan on going back to California. If I’m going to go to college it might just be N. Y. U or some community college.”
“What do you mean ‘if’ ” he asked frowning.
“When,” I corrected although its really ‘if’ I just don’t feel like explaining it to him right now.
He looked at me for a while before relaxing back on the bed a confusing look on his face, then he breathed out like he’s come to some kind of conclusion.
“What?” I ask him feeling uneasy.
“Nothing.”
“What is it Aaron?”
He sighed, “Nothing really, I just decided that N. Y. U would a great university to attend.”
“Yea its clo— wait to attend for who?”
“For me and you.” He stated.
“What? What about Harvard?” He’s not serious, tell me he’s not.
“Its not gonna have what I want.”
“And that is?”
“You.”
I paused for a while letting the word descend on me, letting the butterflies in my tummy roam free then letting my senses snap back. “Aaron—”
“Don’t even try. There’s no talking me out of it. If you’re not coming with me to Harvard then I’m coming with you to N. Y. U. I can’t leave you, its not possible. You’re my everything now and where you are is where I’m gonna be. Period.”
I didn’t say anything afterwards and neither did he. We cuddled up and soon he was asleep but I couldn’t sleep. I couldn’t stop thinking about college and everything Aaron just said. N. Y. U is nothing compared to Harvard, its not even Ivy league. I can’t even think about us breaking up but I’ll rather that happens than for me to hold him back here in New York.
I slowly got out of bed and went downstairs. The TV was off, Peyton was asleep on the sofa and Jesse was sat on the floor his eyes glued to his phone. I slowly made my way to him and sat down on the floor too.
“What’s up, did Aaron chase you or you can’t sleep?” He whispered looking at his phone.
I sighed, “can’t sleep.”
I don’t know if he notices something in my voice but he drops his phone, gives me a thorough look, then signals for me to get up and follow him, which I did. He went to the kitchen and we sat. “Speak to me.”
I sighed again before I began to ramble about me and Aaron’s college discussion. “I don’t want him to leave me, I don’t want us to be separated. But I also don’t want to hold him back. I mean what would his parents think.”
Jesse reached out and slightly uses his thumb to wipe at my cheek, I didn’t even know I was crying. “Plus I don’t see myself going to college. I’ve a lot of shit to solve and at this point in my life, I don’t see myself leaving my mom alone.”
Jesse didn’t say anything for a long while, until I stopped crying. “Christmas you do what you want to do. Whatever your decision is go with it, Aaron’s not going to live your life for you and if you talk to him he’ll understand. If he wants to stay with you that’s he’s own choice.”
“I love him.”
“I know.”
“I can’t be selfish with the one I love.”
“That’s why you should think wisely. Its your future involved and his too.”
I nodded feeling better about it now. Aaron and I would talk and we’ll decide on what’s best. “Did you and Peyton cuddle up”
“Ha I knew it!” Jesse said laughing. “Please don’t try to play cupid, I’m immune to arrows. It won’t work.”
I stared at his retreating body, more like glared. “Chimpanzee!”
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And in the end the love we take is equal to the love we make.
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