It's Kind of a Coincidence

Bella had a kidney transplant when she was sixteen years old. Two years later, she is able to meet her donor, even if she doesn't really want to. Her donor is Tregory Jones. What Bella wasn't counting on was for him to be a beautiful, just out of his teens, boy with the personality of a god.


16. The new place.

"Should I ditch college today?" he asks.

We're still sat here at the car park and the sun hasn't come up yet. We've just been talking about the girl. He did know her and that kiss was when he was drunk a couple of years ago, so no harm done.

"No you shouldn't."

"I'll rephrase it." he says. "Would you like it if I ditched college today?"

"Of course I would."

"Then, let's go home and curl up in bed for a while."

I frown. "Your dad would know-"

"Ah, but he wouldn't." Trey takes my hand, a glint in his eye and we start walking home.

Or so I thought. Instead, he takes me to an block of flats downtown and leads me up to the very top floor, opening the door and inside, there is a couch with a small TV, a kitchen and then one bedroom which has Trey's bed and all his things inside it. It's only small, but it's nice and homely.

"You got your own place?" I grin. "No way!"

"Yeah." he smiles. "It's a bit small-"

"I love it." I promise him.

It's weird being in his bedroom. It looks exactly like it did in his dad's house, but we're in a completely different place, just on our own. It's nice. It's also weird how Trey and I are so similar somehow and just as mature as each other, but there are little aspects that show how much mature he really can be. Like, he has his own home. I know he's two years older, but I don't think I'll be able to do something like this in two years. I'm not brave enough, even if it seems like a normal thing.

We lie in his bed for hours, just talking and laughing over stupid selfies we take. He accidentally takes one while we're laughing and it's officially my favourite picture in the world. We're both laughing a proper laugh, our eyes bright and our grins wide. I am resting my head on his shoulder, looking up at him and he's looking down at me and we look like the happiest people in the world.

Things have never gone right in my life, but all of a sudden, they're perfect and it's kind of difficult to  get used to it.

Trey asks if I want to stay overnight and I do, so it happens. We spend a long time sitting on the couch and watching comedy shows and laughing and acting like goofballs again which is always fun but then it starts to get a bit more serious. Not a bad, negative serious, just a calm sort.

"Why did you take a gap year?" he asks me, randomly, twirling a piece of my hair around.

I shrug. "The plan was to travel, but you know... money and such."

He laughs. "One day."

"One day." I repeat, smiling.

I lean over and kiss him. He smiles back, pulling me onto his lap. I still haven't gotten over kissing him, at all. When I kissed Will, although it was just a friendly sort of thing, it just couldn't compare to kissing Trey. There is just something about the fact that it's familiar and there's always a spark.

I can feel that there's more of a spark right now as I lean more into him, which he welcomes. I don't know whether it's due to the fact we're in a flat all alone with about 0.1% of somebody walking in or whether it's due to the fact that it is the right moment but I think it's perfect. But I only think that. Because to be quite honest, I don't know if I'm ready for it, no matter how much I've told myself I am.

"I... I don't-" I sigh, frustrated with myself. I'm such a loser. "I don't think I'm ready for that. I'm sorry-"

"Hey, hey." he says, softly, frowning. "Don't apologise! Never apologise for that, ever. We can wait or we can never do that at all, I really don't mind."

I sigh, relieved. "Seriously?"

"Really." he smiles. "It doesn't matter."

I laugh, releasing the tension and resting my forehead on his. "You're the best."

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