You Really Got Me

Chapter 10

I wake up from tortured sleep. I left the party last night feeling excited about Jett, and the possibility that he may not be as bad as everyone always makes him out to be. Then, my dad drops that bomb on me, unwittingly. He didn't have any idea that I had feelings for Jett. And, now I'm glad he doesn't know.

I groan and turn over on my stomach to check my phone.

YOU'RE ON MY MIND.

Sent at 2am.

ARE YOU DREAMING, CLARKSON? OF ME DOING WHAT I WISH I COULD'VE TONIGHT

Sent at 2:48am.

YOUR LIPS ARE LIKE NO OTHERS. IF ONLY THEY WERE ON ME NOW...

Sent at 3:10am.

I MUST SEE YOU AGAIN SOON.

Sent at 3:31am.

Wow. He's so freaking intense. And it works for him. If anyone else sent me that many texts without me answering, all kinds of red flags would be going up. But, he has no filter. He doesn't stop because he doesn't want to. It makes me want to see him again just to actually ask him questions instead of being swayed by his physical presence. Wait...I will text him back. Texting is way better than seeing him in person...well at least to get info out of him. Now when I'm near him, instead of wanting to slap him, I just want to kiss him.

ARE YOU AWAKE?

GOOD MORNING, GORGEOUS. NOW, I AM.

DIDN'T GET MUCH SLEEP LAST NIGHT, HUH?

NOT REALLY...I KEPT TEXTING THIS GIRL WHO BLEW ME OFF.

I DID NOT BLOW YOU OFF! I JUST HAD TO GO HOME. AND YOU WERE THE ONE WHO SLOWED THINGS DOWN, IF YOU RECALL.

YOU'RE RIGHT...AND I ALMOST IMMEDIATELY REGRETTED THAT.

I APPRECIATE YOU HAVING A MORAL COMPASS.

I DIDN'T THINK I HAD ONE UNTIL LAST NIGHT.

SO I BRING OUT THE BEST IN YOU? ;)

APPARENTLY...

I NEED TO SEE YOU AGAIN.

I'M NOT SURE THAT CAN HAPPEN.

...

JETT?

WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT? YOU KNOW HOW I FEEL ABOUT YOU.

I'M NOT SURE I TOTALLY DO. I MEAN, WE HAVEN'T EVEN DISCUSSED YOUR RECENT BREAKUP!? I DON'T WANT TO BE A REBOUND.

YOU'RE NOT. CLARKSON, I'VE BEEN ALL OVER YOU FOR YEARS NOW. I JUST NEVER THOUGHT YOU'D ACTUALLY RETURN MY FEELINGS.

WE SHOULD TALK IN PERSON.

I COULDN'T AGREE MORE. I'LL GET YOU IN AN HOUR.

NO! I'LL COME TO YOU.

OK...LIKE, COME TO MY HOUSE?

YEAH, I MEAN IF THAT'S WHAT YOU WANT.

SURE, CLARKSON...I CAN'T WAIT TO HAVE YOU IN MY ROOM. MY ADDRESS IS 1400 S. RIVERBEND ROAD.

OKAY. SEE YOU SOON.

The drive to Jett's house takes longer than I thought. He's a good 20 minutes away from me, living in a big house on the south side of town. I'm on the east side in a very middle class neighborhood. Nothing like Riverbend Estates. I drive down the windy road, checking myself in the mirror every once in a while. I curled my long hair, put on some pink lip gloss and wore my favorite sundress. I told my mom and dad I was going shopping...oh man, I hate lying to them. But, this needs to be done. I need some clarity from Jett and from my dad.