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focus, although slightly blurred was a figure of a man dressed in dark blue with his back to the viewer, his left hand tucked into his pocket, his right hand free by his side as he walked. The walls of the hallway were cream coloured, the floor black, blurred figures surrounded the man, pressed to the walls like a parting tide as he walked between them. It was a view I had seen daily for the last six years; a view of Jamie. My heart was in my throat as he continued to stare at it, his gaze moving to the date in the corner. I’d painted it two years ago.
    He turned to face me w ith a glazed look in his eyes; his mouth opened as if to say something. He closed it again as his eyes came back into focus, landing on me. “That’s what you sleep in?” I looked down at my little black, silk camisole and tiny matching shorts, biting the inside of my cheek as a blush swiftly swept over the outside.
    “ Erm… Yes, why? Is there something wrong with my pyjamas?” I frowned at him, flushing more as his gaze raked over my body.
    “ No” he breathed a ragged sigh and sat back down. “I just wish there was more to them right now as I’m having a hard time staying over here and keeping my hands to myself.” he knitted his fingers together in a tight grip, making the tips of his fingers turn white and chuckled. Don’t. Don’t stay over there. Don’t keep your hands to yourself.
    “ You’ve seen less” I reminded him, smiling shyly with my cheeks now burning furiously.
    “ That was different, this is in person.” he looked me up and down again, the look in his eyes was like that of a man dying of thirst in the desert and I was a cool, pool of water. An ache developed between my legs, heat pooling for him, I wanted him so badly… but we couldn’t; at least not until I finished school. Why was I insisting on this again? “So why is that little shit saying things about us?” He said pulling me from my tortured thoughts. I went and sat down at the pillow end of my bed, away from him so I could resist touching him.
    “ He’s my ex-boyfriend.” I admitted quietly.
    “ Ok? That doesn’t mean he can go around spreading rumours.”
    “ Because he knows that… I like you.” Was it possible to spontaneously combust from the heat radiating from your cheeks? I fiddled nervously with the duvet cover beneath my folded legs. “I wouldn’t have sex with him and he thought that was why… because we are…” I gestured between the two of us not being able to say it out loud. He nodded his understanding. “He hasn’t contacted me, but I think he will try to blackmail me into it with this.” I looked down as tears began to form in my eyes. Jamie and I would get in so much trouble if all of this came out and I couldn’t stand for it to happen.
    “ You think he’ll blackmail you? Into… sleeping with him?” He moved closer to me as a strangled sob escaped from my throat. I crashed my hands against my face to hide the tears that were about to start pouring down my face and Jamie wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into his chest. “Shhh… Don’t worry, Angel it will all be ok. Shhh” he started running his hands up and down my back trying to soothe me, but I was so exhausted from my severe lack of sleep that I couldn’t stop.
    His hands went to my hair and held my head to pull me back. “I will not let him break us apart before we even have a chance to start anything, do you hear me?” I nodded weakly, looking up at him through blurry eyes as his thumbs brushed away the tears on my cheeks. “I really like you Olivia and I can’t wait for the next few weeks to be out of the way because I want to be with you.”
    I never said anything; I didn ’t have any words that would convey exactly how much I wanted him. I lifted my hands up to his hair pulling him towards me to kiss him. I didn’t hold back with my kiss; I felt hungry for more of him, I knelt up beside him so I could kiss him deeper. Jamie let go of my head