My mate, My exception novel Chapter 7

Why is this even such a big deal? Why do I care so much?

Suddenly, my stomach decides its done for.

I luckily make it to the bathroom to puke, which I'm guessing was more than my first time, into Tyler's toilet. In my rush, I hadn't bothered to close the door. After I throw up all the poison left in my body, I turn around to see the man of the hour.

He leans forward on his toes posed in the doorway. It was like he wanted to come in, yet he didn't. I wipe off my mouth and awkwardly gulp.

"Hey." I say quietly to break the silence. It's like I was the official who had shot off the gun. As soon as I speak, Jake has taken a stride forward and comes to a stop right in front of me. He lifts his hand and runs it down the side of my face. A trail of tingles lingers behind them and I'm sure I start blushing.

I find it weird how as soon as his hand comes in contact with my skin, all the cramps and pains fade away. Just him standing there with his skin against my own makes me feel whole.

"Good Morning." He tells me quietly and thoughtfully. I blush even deeper. Why was this happening? I was very confused. I had randomly ran into this guy a week ago and now he was standing here holding my face.

I step back and cross my arms over my chest.

"I made breakfast for you." He says, allowing a small smile to form on his face. I step around him and out into the hallway to get some room. He tries to follow me but I stop him.

"Please, just stop. I am so confused right now. So very confused and I just want a minute alone." I walk back to the room I'd come from and shut the door. I then sit on the floor and put my head between my knees.

What the hell is happening? This guy just shows up after I bump into him and now is treating me like I'm his girlfriend or something. I get a faint memory of him back from last night. I recall him walking me to the bathroom, as I walked crooked from my nausea. I remember him staying with me even as I projected vomit into the toilet.

I still here confused. I mean imagine if you met a guy one day, and then the next day he had became your best friend, even though you only knew his name?