Hard to love

Chapter 5

ELLIES POV:

I can't believe I told him I love him. What if he doesn't genuinely love me back and continues to make mistakes.

It's a risk I'm willing to take. The best thing about love is you get to choose who hurts you.

We get to his apartment, and he walks me inside.

"Can I take a shower?"

"Yes of course. You know where everything is" he says.

"Is it ok if I pick out a shirt of yours to wear?"

"Yes" he says laughing.

I smile at him and run to the bedroom and pick the biggest shirt he owns. There all big considering he's 6'2 and I'm 5'5.

I pick a shirt I like and go to the bathroom and start the shower. I just sit with the hot water hitting my back and thinking about tonight. Besides his dad being rude, it's been amazing. I hope his mom likes me.

Before I know it, I've been in the shower for 30 minutes.

Jackson knocks on the door.

"Hey baby are you ok?" He asks.

"Yes, I'm ok"

I love when he calls me "baby." It's so sweet.

I turn the water off and hop out of the shower.

I dry off and put on his shirt. All I'm wearing are my panties and the T-shirt he let me borrow.

I walk out of the bathroom nervous about what I have on. Which is nothing.

"Wow" Jackson says staring at me.

"W-what?"

"You look gorgeous" he says biting his bottom lip.

"Is it ok that I just wear this?"

"Absolutely. It's perfectly fine" he says gawking at me.

"Ok" I say shyly and give him a cute smile.

I walk back to the bedroom, and he follows me.

He grabs my waist and spins me around and starts kissing me.

I give into him and wrap my arms around the back of his neck and kiss him passionately.

"You are the most beautiful creature to walk this planet" he says staring into my eyes.

I give him a shy smile and wrap my arms around his back and burrow my face into his chest.

"Let's get some sleep" he says kissing the top of my head.

We walk to the bed and climb in getting comfortable.

I put my arm over his back and my leg over his.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Yes ma'am" he says smiling.

"Of all the girls you could have, why me?" I ask curiously.

"You're the only girl who didn't throw herself on me. At first, I was just curious to see if you actually liked me or not and then I developed feelings without even realizing it. You make me feel better than a thousand different women ever could" he says.

"So how many people have you actually been with?"

"Are you sure you want to know that?" He asks staring at me curiously.

"No, I suppose not" I say feeling insecure now.

"I'm here with you now. Don't worry about who was before you" he says to reassure me.