Let me help you- Janthony

Part 1-hello?

Jasmines POV
I often go up to the roof of my apartment building just to get a break. Just enjoy the greatest city in the world from up high, and to take a break from my boyfriend. I've tried to break up with him before but he won't let me and it doesn't end well.

It's pretty windy today so I thought it was just the wind rattling the door until, "uhh hello" I heard a nervous voice speak up.

I jump "jeez you scared me" I say turning around to lock eyes with a hazel eyed, freckled boy with somewhat long very curly hair. God he's gorgeous.

"Whatcha doing up here" he asks shyly.

"I come up here sometimes, just to take a break" I reply

"What are you doing up here?" I return his question

"I saw you come up here and was just-"

"Wanting to see my face" I joke interrupting him.

"I- uhh no. I was just curious." He stammers

"How'd you even know I was coming up this here anyway" I raise my eyebrows at him.

"I don't know, you went up the stairs instead of down" he answers, making it sound like he was asking a question

"So you've been stalking me" I started to get worried

"No! We live in the same floor and usually leave around the same time" he looks right into my eyes but I avoid eye contact.

After a moment of silence I speak up, "so freckle boy, you have a name?"

"Freckle boy? I'll allow it. But my name is Anthony Ramos, you've got a name?" He asks me back.

"Jasmine Cephas Jones" I gaze into his eyes for just a moment before feeling weak with his powerful stare, "and Ramos, what room is yours? If we live on the same floor" I wonder

"Room 547" he says, "what ones yours?"

I roll my eyes, "so you're the one who blasts music all the time"

"That would be me, let's forget about that. Tell me about you" he says

"Oh I'm not interested in getting to know you anymore. Not when you play annoying music all day" I look away from him.

My breath hitches as he's finger grazes under my chin, turning my head to look back in his direction, lifting slightly so his eyes meet mine. "come on, you know you want to get to know me, I'll start-" he had an adorable grin on his face, a stupid adorable grin. Why am I thinking like this?

"Umm" my lips pursed together as I glanced at his lips before quickly turning my head, "No I do not" I had to move back before I might've kissed him. What are you thinking Jasmine, you don't even know him, you can't kiss him I thought. But you could get to know him, my thoughts changed for a second.

"Uhh I'm 22 years old" he says, ignoring what I just said, there he goes being completely annoying again.

"Good for you, I'm gonna go now" he was annoying in a cute way, intriguing and I hated that.

"Oh but don't you want to see more of me" he jokes. Yes I do, no you don't, yes I do, my brain fought.

"I'm good, freckle boy" I leave.

Anthony's POV
"Uhh hello" I say. This girl turns towards me. She's gorgeous, she has these deep brown eyes and beautiful curly hair.

She speaks and she had the voice of an angle just speaking. We share a conversation, I try get to know more about her and listen to her speak longer.

She's avoiding eye contact with me and I think it's kinda cute that she's nervous or shy.

She seems less interested in me when she realizes It's me who plays loud music throughout the day. The reason I play my music loud is so that no one hears me singing whenever I practice, I couldn't tell her that.

I gently place my finger under her chin, turning her head towards me and lifting it to look into her eyes. Her skin feels soft on my hand.

For a moment I thought about kissing her before she turned her head. What are you thinking Anthony, she's a total stranger you followed to the roof.

I didn't exactly follow her though. I guess maybe I did but it's like she was asking me to without even saying anything, without even knowing I was there. Maybe it was some sort of pull from our souls, maybe we're soulmates and that's why I couldn't stop myself from following her lead up here.

Shut up Anthony she's a total stranger. For all you know she could be some crazy murder I thought. My thoughts don't stop me from glancing at her lips while she wasn't paying attention.

She turns and leaves, I'm left there speechless for no reason. She may be the most beautiful girl I've ever seen but that doesn't matter because we just met. She called me freckle boy and only when she said it did I not hate it, I actually enjoyed it.

I feel asleep thinking about her, why? I don't know, I don't know her but she seemed like someone I want to know. I try to destroy my thoughts with her refusing to talk to me and it worked until I see her the next day.

Yay new story! I'm excited for this one, I think it's my favourite one so far. Not my favourite writing cause my writing has only gotten worse but my favourite plot:) I've been working on It awhile and excited to post it