SOS

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Chapter 6; SOS

I watched Chelsea walk into her dorm building keeping that smug smile on my face. She looked back at me and waved smiling slightly and I gave her a two finger wave. Her toned legs took her the rest of the way into the building till she was out of my sight.
I wiped the fake look off my face and replaced it with a sneer. I slammed my hand against the steering wheel before angrily slamming on the gas petal. I was never so aggravated with a girl in my entire life. And I dated Tiffany for 6 months. Chelsea was just such a closed book that I need a fucking key to get into. Yeah but she was also one of those books that the blurb on the back practically tells you what the whole book is gonna be about.

She literally tells me off without even saying a full sentence. I mean obviously she isn't attracted to me at all considering She can't even touch we with out she cringing. No girl has ever tried to lean out of my touch. They practically plead for me to touch them!

I ripped my phone out of my pocket knowing who would tell me what to do. I strolled through my contacts and clicked on the name of wisdom. I brought the phone up to my ear and prayed she would answer.

"Hello?" A voice rang and I silently rejoiced

"Don't tell Chelsea your on the phone with me." I said quickly once I heard a door open and the distant sound of a gentle voice in the background

"I'm talking to my dad I'll be back," Jazzy said and I thanked her. "What do you need Justin?" She sighed after I heard a door shut

"I need your help Jazz. This girl is doing more than play hard to get! She isn't even playing anything! She finds no absolute interest in me and it's so irritating! What does she think? We are gonna be friends? Are we in the eighth grade?" I fumed trying to stay on the right side of the road.

"It's been like two days since you first started talking to her!" Jazz exclaimed and I rolled my eyes

"Exactly! By now any girl in their right mind would be into me! I pick her up from work, I gave her flowers, and I even bought her dinner. Which she blatantly told me that she had a bad time during," I yelled and I heard Jazzy laugh tauntingly.

"Your seriously mad because Chelsea isn't easy?" She said dramatically and I rolled my eyes before pulling onto my street. "Or maybe you finally found someone that wasn't interested,"

"That's not what I'm saying," I groaned

"Justin if you think that this is gonna be easy than your wrong. Chelsea is honestly the best person I have ever met. If you don't want to take time into getting to know her and making her fall for you the right way than stop what your doing. I don't want to see you break her heart Justin. She is a good girl and she has the biggest heart and you don't have one. If you don't think that your gonna fall for her than stop what your doing right now and find another girl," Jazzy said with passion and I stayed silent. "I'm being serious Justin. Your only doing this because of dad with only selfish intentions than you're fucked up," She ended and I shook my head.

"Jazzy," I groaned

I hated when she acts like this. It makes me feel like I'm practically satan trying to take my bride to hell with me. I know Chelsea is a good girl, hell so far every girl I dated was a good girl. No one deserves to get their heart broken and I knew that. However I just don't feel that kind of love.

Chelsea was just different. Jazzy was right that she wasn't easy. Hell she showed no interest in me at all. By that's what draws me into her. Maybe it's those huge dark brown eyes at always look up at me threw her long eyelashes or maybe it was the way that she seemed to incredibly innocent that I just wanted to shield her from the world. I wanted to protect her with everything in me. Or maybe when she gets all these lustful stares from guys and doesn't even notice. She just keeps picking at her nails. Chelsea wasn't an ordinary girl. If she was I wouldn't have this must interest in her. But I do and I'm not gonna stop till I have her.

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