Stuck On You

Chapter 8: Along Came Louis

The next morning, I woke up on the floor. I felt an arm around my waist. I turned and snuggled into his

chest. He sighed before his grip tightened around me. “Are you awake?” he mumbled. I nodded before

I sat up and stretched.

“Let’s agree to say that last night never happened,” I said. He smirked sleepily and sat up too.

“I didn’t shag you or anything. You just cried,” he said. I glared at him.

“As I recall, so did you,” I said. His smile dropped.

“Last night never happened,” he agreed. He stood up before he offered me a hand. I looked at the time.

“Crap! I’m going to be late for my class,” I realized. I ran into my room and took a quick shower before I

dressed and ran to the front door. Hayden grabbed his keys and jogged out after me. He drove well

over the speeding limit and stopped as close to my class as he could. I ran inside just in time. I tried to

catch my breath as I slipped into my seat.

“Jordyn?” I heard from the other side of me. I looked over and stopped in my tracks.

“Lewis,” I breathed. Lewis had somewhat shaggy blonde hair and brown eyes. He had a strong, slight

lean figure and a light stubble. I knew him. I practically grew up with him. I dated him for a few years.

“I didn’t know you were here majoring in Psychology. What are you doing here?” He asked with a smile.

I shrugged.

“English Lit was boring me,” I explained. “I haven’t seen you since you moved to live with your mom.

How is she?” I asked in a whisper as the class started.

“She’s good. We should really catch up sometime,” he whispered back. Something inside me sparked Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

at seeing Lewis. He was my almost. After class, he walked with me to the Quad. “Coffee?” he asked. I

nodded and smiled. It was just like old times. Lewis was always the perfect gentleman. He carried my

books and kept up a light conversation.

“So how have you been? I think the last time I saw you, we were only 16,” he said. I shrugged and

giggled as I nodded.

“We were in your room, and you were telling me that you were moving,” I remembered.

“And you got mad and we never talked again after that,” he said wistfully. I sighed as my smile

disappeared.

“I’m sorry about that,” I apologized. He shrugged and handed me a coffee.

“I understood then and I still understand now,” he waved it off. “But I would like to pick up with you.

Dinner tomorrow night, I’ll cook. I live in the Shady Palm Apartments right off campus,” he explained. I

laughed.

“I live there too; on the third floor,” I laughed. He laughed as well and shook his head.

“Small world,” he smiled. He leaned forward to kiss me but I turned my head as the last second so that

he only kissed my cheek. I couldn’t help but to think about Hayden. It bothered me that I was even

considering him. He didn’t even do relationships. I would go nowhere with him. I smiled at Lewis.

“I’ll be there,” I said referring to his date offer. He smiled and gave me his room and phone number

before he left.

“Who was that?” I heard from behind me. I turned and saw Hayden.

“Nobody,” I lied. Hayden could never know about Lewis. Heaven knows what he would do to him.

“Ready?” I asked. The corner of his lip pulled up into a half smile as he flopped his arm around my

shoulders. I shrugged him off and glared at him. He laughed and smacked my butt before we reached

his truck. Back at the apartment, we had a movie night, which really meant that Hayden watched a

scary movie and threw popcorn at me as I hid in the cushions of the couch and behind Hayden. I hated

horror movies; Hayden knew that. He laughed at me.

“Baby,” he chuckled. I glared at him.

“I thought we would watch an action movie. I wasn’t going to suggest a chick flick I swear,” I said. He

only laughed.

“It’s almost over,” he assured me. After the movie, Hayden kissed my nose. “Goodnight,” he said

standing. I stood too.

“Oh no, you’re not letting me sleep alone tonight after watching that,” I argued. He chuckled.

“You barely even watched any of it,” he said. I only glared at him until he laughed. “Fine, fine; your

room or mine?” he asked. I started walking towards his room before he even finished. He chuckled and

put his arms around my waist as we walked to his room.