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He hadn't gone home directly after leaving the hospital. He knew that he should because his mother was probably worried, but he still couldn't help it. He just wanted to be with Peyton. He thought about sneaking in after an hour, but then he knew that she needed sleep and if he was there, they would just...talk. And maybe kiss. So instead, he found himself driving by Jake's house. The light was still on in the living room. He glanced to his watch. Just after 10, it was still early. By high school teenagers' standards. So he pulled into the driveway and parked his car. He inhaled a deep breath before he moved up to the porch and knocked lightly on the door.
[Open to Jake]
[Open to Jake]