The New Girl

Part 40

Hayley's P.O.V

After paying for the clothes me and Jack decided on I felt my mood dampen knowing we were going separate ways now. I couldn't explain the feeling it was like I didn't want him to go and I wanted him to come back with me, the day had been so fun and I didn't want it to stop. He opened the door for me as I waved goodbye to the shop assistance, she was so nice and helpful the whole time I was there telling me what would go with what. "I've got everything in my car so I'll follow you back to yours?" Jack said stopping at my car I nodded feeling a knot in my chest. What was that?. Hopping in my car I turned the key putting my purse back in the glove compartment, it had got cold since I first came to town so turned the heating on full hoping it would help. Maybe I should of brought a jacket. Yawning as I reversed out of the parking space I saw Jack waiting patiently in his landrover waiting for me to go. I smiled at him and took off, turning up the radio as Taylor Swift - Bad Blood came on I sang along trying to keep awake. Checking the time it was 8pm. Wow I didn't realise I was out for so long! I guess time really does fly when you're having fun.

Coming up to my house I sighed, it always looked so empty. Maybe I should go to Target and get some things to lighten up the place. The first few houses we lived in we decorated but when you never know when you have to move next you give up knowing you wont be able to pack it all for the next house. The thought of leaving here made my stomach turn up and anger bubble though so maybe I should? I wanted to stay here, it was already better than pretty much everywhere else I have been. Jack knocking on the car window made me jump as I realised I had just been sat that the whole time. I shot him an apologetic look climbing out when he opened the door, I held the bags from the boutique making my way up the porch and unlocked the house. Quickly turning on the lights I flushed realising how empty the house looked compared to his. He must think I can't afford to decorate or something. Hurting to the kitchen I put the boutique bags in the open space designed to be a living room, it was bare though no sofas no TV no coffee table nothing it was an empty room. I glanced up seeing Jack frowning looking at the empty room. Sighing I took the bags from him and started to pack away all the items I brought from Walmart. "So I guess you don't live here with your family then?" I heard Jack asked what made me laugh bitterly.

"No I'm by myself" I said a little too sour as I felt his frown deepen, his dark eyes staring at me filled with so many questions. "Do you mind if I stay for a bit? Help you set up your phone?" he asked, I watched a slight blush colour his cheeks and stood mesmerised remembering his mouth on mine. I felt like I was heating up even thinking about it causing my own blush. "Yeah sounds good" I said my voice coming out deeper than usual, I looked at him again quickly before he went to get the rest of the bags. I held myself steady taking a deep breath trying to forget how good he looked and the intense way he was looking at me. Once everything was put in its right place I got out some poptarts and put them in the toaster keeping an eye on them so they don't burn. "Thought you had gone off them" Jack asked surprising me at how close he was, only a foot away, I could feel his breath on my exposed skin. 'hes so close, only a foot, so close' something said inside me. I frowned. What was that? "Why are you frowning?" he asked running a thumb under my chin. The sparks went off again. I looked up into his eyes searching to see what was causing them. A glint of black flashed in them too quick, but no quick enough. I felt my back press against the counter side. "Poptarts are going to burn" he mumbled.

I turned out popping them up, he was right they were a perfect gold colour. How would he know that? He could probably see over me I thought grabbing a plate and putting them on. Strange. We sat on the stools near one of the kitchen sides I normally eat at, it was eerily quiet but I didn't mind. I'm used to being by myself now, if there's anyone hear with me they normally startle me hearing noise other than my breathing and gentle tap of my foot against the support beam for the side. Eating slowly, I dared to glance up, catching his eyes looking at me. Blush burned my cheeks as my eyes shot back down to the half eaten pop tart. "I didn't see you at the pep rally last night" Jack broke the silence, his husky voice making my heart race. "I felt ill" came my reply, truth be told I had no idea what happened. One minute I was by my car, the next I woke naked in bed. I looked for my cheerleading outfit but to no luck. Looking up at him, he looked like he wanted to say something but instead picked up his plate and put it in the sink. Quickly finishing up my poptart I put mine in the sink too deciding to leave them there until later. It's only two plates I'm sure I can live with not washing them straight away. "So did you do much last night?" He asked, his voice sounding curious. It's like he's trying to pry for an answer I don't have. "I just went to sleep" I replied, keeping my voice calm. Leaning against the counter I eyes the Carphone Warehouse bag. Hopefully he'll help me learn how to use it. I've always stuck to basic phones. iPhones don't seem that reliable or simple to me and well what's the point in having an expensive phone when I ignore it most of the time anyway?.