The bad good girl and him

Chapter 8

Willow's POV

As I'm pulled up the stairs by a surprisingly eager Jase the only important thought running through my mind is what the hell?!

For someone who is meant to be mean and scary and grumpy and who's meant to have guns and scars and stuff like that he really isn't.

But I guess that's a judgment that I made based on the books I've read and the rumours spread through school, I'll run you through the Rumour Chain that every student follows it's like a ritual that occurs every time a new rumour erupts.

It starts off with the popular's i.e. the jocks and cheerleaders they start it when they hear it from the gossipers which they then change the information to how they want it to be.They then relay it back through to the gossipers who derive that much pleasure from invading other people's business and spreading the useless bullshit rumours that come out of their mouth's in a constant blabber.From then on they pass the new and improved information on to the smart cool kids (the ones who are smart but cool at the same time)where they proceed into relaying the information then it gets passed to the nerds.4)While the nerds have the sacred information that everybody swears not to spread but magically the facts are everywhere in every group the "Delinquents" (I use that term loosely because now that I have met some of them or people who are just like them, they really are nothing like how people describe them except for the hot part they sure are eye candy at its best and their ability to fight) scare or beat the truth out of the nerds who refrain from telling them anything but eventually tell them everything because their fear takes over.This is the stage where the misfits learn the new rumours made about them and seek to hunt down the moron that started the rumour, now at my school most rumours are made about the delinquents or nerds mostly because they are the easiest target which I find insanely stupid because seriously the boys everyone calls delinquents are more muscly then any of the jocks and could probably beat the crap out of like two or three of the jocks at a time.

Yes, yes I know mainly the books that have the bad boy characters are the romance and chick lit and stuff like that I know it's hugely cliché and yes I do read those sort of books and yes it is insanely embarrassing to admit, but whatever I hate horror and crap they scare the absolute shit out of me. Seriously the last time I watched a horror movie I made the insane mistake to watch it by myself while I was staying with my aunty for a weekend she had gone out for the night, so here's little old me sitting alone in the dark in the middle of a huge storm watching The Shining and just when the guy has started going crazy and pops his head from the curtains my aunty decides to bang on the door scaring the absolute shit out of me, that even after I had turned the TV off and opened the door I was shaking, I didn't sleep for a week after that night and let me tell you I'm a bitch when I don't get my sleep.

WOW I got off track there, I'm pushed back slowly until the back of my knees are touching something soft but hard then with one more slight nudge backwards I'm laying down on what I am assuming more like praying that it's a bed (so that I'm not just in some cruel attempt of a day dream that my mind will have somehow conjured up) with Jase hovering above me with his right leg positioned in between my thighs and his other leg on the outside of my left thigh.

"What happened to giving me a private tour huh?" I whisper a slight grin moving onto my face

"Well I think those pink little lips of yours are too hot not to kiss and I don't want to be giving the boys free porno shows...so this is why we are here in this position to be exact... you are all mine...and no one can see the things I want to do to this body of yours" He reply's as the index finger on his left hand travels up my side painfully slow until its tracing my breast as his right hand traces patterns on the inside of my thigh working its way slowly up. I moan as his hand makes its way to my core rubbing over the jean clad area his hand kneading my breast simultaneously.

As his hand makes its way further up the front of my jeans undoing the button and moving the zipper down until just the peak of my superman underwear show, oh god I'm wearing superman underwear, fuck no this is not happening when I'm wearing normal underwear I'll let him take the pants off but nope superman is my little secret.

"U-u-um c-can we we st-t-op p-please?" damn that stutter, but my words seem to jolt him into reality.

"Ah fuck I'm sorry I know you're not ready, I shouldn't have taken it that far" He says with this miserable look etched onto his face

"Hey no I-I mean it's not your fault I shouldn't have encouraged you, stupid move."

"Don't be sorry, honey I'll take your encouragement any day of the week if that's how you do it" he smirks with a dazed look on his face while his eyes survey me

"Haha, I ah guess you don't want me here anymore" Fuck I don't even think I want me here like holy shit what is wrong with me who takes things that far and then just stop, I can't believe I'm that cruel, it's not even cruelty because he'd have to have some sort of attraction to me and well why would anyone have an attraction to me come on its...me.

I look up to see a very pissed off looking Jase staring at me

"Why the hell would you think that I wouldn't want you here anymore? Of course I want you here!!!"

"Well because I mean I'm just some slutty whore who started something I couldn't finish and plus to do...that"-I raise my eyebrows as I say that-"you'd have to have some sort of sexual attraction to me and for fucks sake who in God's name would like someone like me, I'm disgusting. And i think we both know that you could do a lot better than me cause let's not forget that I'm just some chick with too much baggage." I close my eyes and wait...for anything for him to leave or for him to get off me and tell me I'm right...anything

"Woah woah woah back it up and stop, you think you're a slutty whore when in reality your still a virgin how does that work?"-I go to reply but he places his finger on my mouth effectively silencing anything I was about to say —"don't say anything until I'm done ok"- I nod my head in agreement vehemently-"good, I do have a sexual attraction to you hell I even like you I would do anything for you and we haven't even known each other for that long, and I know for shore that most every guy in school talks about you just none of them have the guts to ask you out, me do better than you. Funny. You are the best option for me. And we all have baggage some bigger than others, some need to be kept secret some are known by everyone and I don't care about your baggage."

I have no clue what to say I'm speechless I think I've officially started falling for Jason Blackburn I think I was just in lust with him but now not so much lust as like I'm in like with him I just don't think I this will last not only because were polar opposites but because I can't get close to people anymore because I'm always the one that gets hurt every single time and I can't keep getting hurt because eventually I will just stop..
The breaths I take won't matter

The love I fought for won't matter.

The people around me will have nothing left of me except a vague memory of the person I used to be.

After I take my last breath that will free me into a place where I'll be at peace with the world and myself, but I won't tell Jase that because if I did he'd probably think I'm some nut job.

"I-I o-ok I-I guess so, thankyou"

He leans in slowly until his mouth and mine are millimetres apart.

"I would wait forever for you if I had to, I would take a bullet for you, I would do anything for you and I hope you know that."

He whispers before he smashes our lips together in a peaceful caress, and you know how in every cliché book they say there's fireworks and butterflies in their stomachs and all those feeling you supposedly get when you have a kiss with the one you love/like, well it's all true there's butterflies in my stomach and fireworks in my head, I can feel my toes curling on the edge of the bed and god it feels like heaven I could die tomorrow and know I died happy.

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