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Chapter Two
I walk with Darren towards the cafeteria to meet Jenna, Nay, Ashley and Heather for our scene together. I was totally in a daydream until my phone went off and I practically jump into the air. I hear a chuckle from next to me and see Darren biting on his lip to stop himself from laughing out loud. I give him an evil look and look at my phone.
"What the?" I mutter.
"What's up?" Dare asks.
"Jon just text me." I reply, holding my Iphone up to him.
"What's wrong with that?" He asks confused.
"Why does he need to text me?" I answer his question with a question, annoyed by the fact that I couldn't keep away from Jon for more than a few hours.
"I'm sure if you look at the text you'll find out." Darren replies grinning.
"Why thank you Mr. Criss, I never thought about that." I say sarcastically. His grin just gets even broader and I whack him on the back of his head.
"Ouch. What was that for?"
"You know full well what for." He huffs and crosses his arms in response. I feel my anger fade slightly and open up the text
Naya is stuck in rehearsal with Amber at the recording studio still. They ran over so she'll be there for at least another hour, do you want to do something to pass the time?
-Jon
I grip the phone harder in my hand, but feel a flutter of happiness in my chest. Is he asking me out? I shake my head, no way I'm not his type.
"Chris?" I look at Darren and fake a smile.
"Nay is stuck at the recording studio for at least another hour so Jon's asked if I want to spend the time with him." I try to sound nonchalant but fail, my voice coming out sad.
"Why are you so sad about that?"
"Because I'm just going to get my hopes up for no reason." I reply.
"Chris he likes you." He looks straight into my eyes and I laugh shakily.
"No he doesn't. Look at me Dare, I'm so feminine that I'm practically a girl." Darren rolls his eyes at me and I focus on walking into the cafeteria, which is empty.
"Well Chris if I was gay I would definitely tap that." He remarks, lightly smacking my ass. I laugh and hit his arm.
"Sometimes I think you are gay." I say smirking.
"Well keep on thinking that Colfer." With that he kisses me jokingly on the cheek and walks off. I look around the empty cafeteria and sit down. I look at the text again and sigh.
Meet me in the cafeteria ASAP. Whatever we are doing you are paying for :)
-Chris
I add the smiley face as an afterthought and press send. I tap the table and wait patiently for him.
Five minutes later I hear the door open and see Jon stride in with a smile on his face.
"Hey." He says as he sits down next to me.
"Hi." I reply awkwardly. Way to close, oh god way to close. His right leg is about a centimetre from mine and I can feel my heart thumping against my chest violently.
"Are you alright?" He asks concerned. I gulp.
"Yeah." I manage to get out.
"Are you sure?" He asks, unconvinced. I nod and look out of the window. I feel his hand touch my shoulder and jump out of my seat, his hand scalding my back through my shirt.
"Sorry." I hear him murmur. I sigh and turn around to face him. I feel my breath catch in my throat, at the slightly upset look on his face. I breathe in deeply and place my hand on his arm.
"Don't be." I whisper. He looks at me and my heart begins to pound even faster. I try to place the emotion in his eyes but I can't.
"I never meant to hurt you." He says gently. I can't tell whether he's talking about just a minute ago or this morning, either way it doesn't matter.
"Don't worry about it." My eyes flicker from his eyes to his lips and I swallow audibly.
"Chris?" He whispers.
"Yeah." I murmur. His eyes bore even further into mine, the unknown emotion growing more pronounced. I feel as though we are in our own bubble and nothing else exists apart from us two. My hand travels further down his arm towards his hand and his hand moves to my knee. The bubble keeping us protected. I yearn to kiss his lips but keep myself still, scared that he'll reject me. I can feel his thumb stroking my knee and can hear his breathing. My head moves unconsciously towards him.
"Chris!" I jump at the sound of my name and feel a blush spread over my face. I turn my heard towards the door doing my best to ignore Jon.
"Naya?" I ask confused. She gives me an equally confused look.
"What's the matter?"
"Nothing." I reply quickly. "I just thought that you were stuck in the recording studio."
"Yeah I was but they let us out early. Ryan said we'll be working up until seven for the next few days but he was worried that we would be working until eight tonight." She explains.
"Jon are you alright?" She asks the man next to me. Only now do I look at him and see him sitting with his head in his hands. He turns slowly avoiding my gaze.
"Yeah, just been a long day." He replies, smiling weakly. She raises an eyebrow at me and I shrug. I see Jon stand up in the corner of my eye.
"Well I'd best go. See you later Naya. See you tomorrow Chris." He walks towards the door but stops with the door open in his hand. "By the way, Chris?"
"Yes."
"Remind me not to hang around with you next time. You're such a bore." I feel his words punch me straight in the chest.
"You're such a fucking dick." I yell angrily. His face remains blank as he stares at me and my anger grows. "I know you like to have dicks up you ass but you don't need to act like one!" I scream.
"At least I know what a real dick feels like up there, unlike a certain gay who's only probably had a vibrator and his own fingers up there." He remarks calmly. My hands bunch up into fists and I make a move to go and hit him but Naya gets in the way.
"Go away Jon." She says coldly. His facial expression doesn't change as he turns and walks off to god knows where. I feel my breathing starting to calm not even realising that it had sped up. I storm out of the cafeteria going right instead of left like Jonathan and take the long way to the clothing department.