تسجيل الدخولAARON'S POVSick.The word kept echoing in my head. My throat suddenly felt tight.So, he really did get sick because of me.I could already picture it.Jack riding through the rain after forcing his jacket onto me, refusing to let me shiver while he stayed exposed to the cold.Then, waking up this morning with a fever.Fuck.My chest squeezed painfully. "I'm..." I swallowed hard. "I'm sorry."Claire frowned slightly. "For what?"I quickly shook my head. "N-Nothing."She continued looking at me, clearly confused.I couldn't tell her what I was thinking. How could I?I was already feeling guilty enough. If I had just refused the jacket… If I hadn't accepted it...Maybe he wouldn't be sick right now.Shit.I really was nothing but trouble.Claire shifted her weight onto one leg. "Anything else?"The question snapped me back to reality."Uh..." I stared at the floor.Should I ask?No, that would be weird. She was his girlfriend. What if she misunderstood? What if she thought I was trying
AARON'S POVI forced myself to look away from the empty seat.Maybe I was just overthinking it. It was still early. Jack wasn't the type to miss school, but that didn't mean he couldn't be running late for once.Professor Williams had already begun writing across the whiteboard, his voice echoing through the silent classroom as he explained the first topic for the day.I lowered my eyes to my notebook and uncapped my pen.Focus.I copied the heading down. Then, the first two sentences.Somehow, my eyes kept drifting toward the back of the classroom.The seat was still empty.I immediately looked away again.Stop it. He's probably on his way.The first period crawled by. Then, the second.By the time the third lecturer walked in, I had convinced myself that Jack would stroll through the door at any moment with some lazy excuse that would somehow get every teacher to leave him alone.He never did.I hated how aware I was of it. Every time the classroom door creaked open, my head lifted
AARON'S POV"Today's Thursday. Less than two days until the Masquerade Gala."The voices drifted through the hallway as students walked past my locker, talking excitedly about the biggest event the school had been waiting for.My chest tightened.I quietly reached into my locker and began pulling out the books I needed for today's classes.Less than two days.Jay...He was supposed to be my date. But after what happened last night...I paused for a second, my fingers resting against one of my textbooks.Would he even be able to go? His injury looked painful.What if he doesn't recover in time?Then, I frowned.Fuck the masquerade gala. I didn't even care about that anymore. All I cared about was Jay. That injury must hurt so badly.The thought alone made guilt twist painfully inside my chest. Maybe he should've just let that piece of wood hit me instead.At least he wouldn't be in pain right now.I squeezed my eyes shut for a brief moment. I shouldn't even be thinking that but I could
JACK'S POVHeavy silence stretched between us.Aaron didn't look away. His hand was still holding the ice pack against my back, his fingers steady despite the question he'd just asked."Why did you take the hit for me?"I stared at him for a long moment.There were a hundred answers fighting inside my head.Because seeing you get hurt terrifies me. Because I don't know how to stand there and watch something happen to you. Because I don't understand this strange feeling of always wanting to protect you.None of them could leave my mouth.So instead, I let out a quiet breath and asked the only thing that came to mind. "Would you rather it had hit you?"He blinked. "What?""If I hadn't pulled you away..." I held his gaze. "Would you rather that piece of wood had hit you instead?"His brows drew together as he stared at me. "That's not what I mean."I held his gaze. "Then what do you mean?"He lowered the ice pack slightly before carefully settling it back against my lower back."I..." He
AARON'S POVThe moment our lips met, everything else disappeared.His lips were warm despite everything that had happened, soft against mine in a way that made my chest tighten. For one heartbeat, neither of us moved.Then he answered the kiss.His lips moved gently against mine, warm and careful, like he was afraid I would pull away if he kissed me too hard.I didn't.I couldn't.I continued kissing him back, gently. A soft moan escaped me as I leaned in just a little more, my hand still threaded through his. His fingers tightened around mine almost immediately, holding on with a tenderness that made something ache deep inside me.My eyes slipped shut as I felt him shift closer. He let out the faintest moan against my lips.My heart stumbled.Why did that sound affect me so much?I found myself lingering instead of pulling away.The room had gone unbelievably quiet except for the sound of our lips moving against each other.I could still hear the muffled screams from outside but it f
JACK'S POVHe didn't stop. The door opened. He rushed out and the door slammed shut behind him."Damn it..."I sat there for one second, listening. Even through the walls, I could still hear shouting from the club.My chest tightened.What if he gets hurt?What if…I couldn't stay here. Not while Aaron was out there.Ignoring the pain shooting through my back, I pushed myself to my feet.A sharp groan escaped me. "Fuck."One hand instinctively pressed against my lower back as I staggered toward the door.I had barely reached it when it suddenly swung open.Aaron rushed inside first. Right behind him was Maya.She carried an ice pack in one hand and a first-aid kit in the other.Relief hit me so hard that my knees almost gave out.Aaron was okay.My eyes swept over him immediately without thinking. His face, his arms, his clothes...No blood. No bruises. Nothing.Thank God."Fuck..." Aaron breathed the moment he saw me standing. His face twisted instantly. "Sit down."He reached me in
JACK’S POVSecret lover?I almost scoffed out loud at Professor Robin’s question.The laughter around the classroom slowly died down after a while, but Aaron still looked like he wanted the ground to open up and swallow him.His face was slightly red as he stared down at his test paper. I looked do
AARON'S POVFencing practice was the only thing that had felt normal all day. The moment I stepped onto the strip and tightened my grip around the foil, my head finally started clearing a little. Coach blew the whistle lightly from the side as my opponent lunged first.I stepped aside quickly and
AARON'S POVI held the folded paper tightly in my hand as I walked toward the cafeteria. My thumb rubbed slowly against the edge of it while the words inside kept replaying in my head.“Keep your eyes open, Aaron. You’re missing something obvious.”Missing what exactly?Then the signature beneath i
AARON'S POVMy dad once said, if something is worth having, you don’t let it slip away without a fight. I used to think it was just one of those things parents say to sound wise. But now I understand it differently because nothing about this scholarship has been easy. And I’m not about to lose it w


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