show me how | Jalen hurts

III. Jalens chapter

Boston, Massachusetts

8:50 am

Jalen woke up with a smile, something that hasn't been done in a while. But all he could think about was seeing Zamora again, and he was excited. Wondering what they could talk about, just thinking about her the entire morning. Wondering what he wanted to wear to make a good impression, he felt like a little kid in the candy store.

"Yo man you look good, stop stressing so much!" Tyler exclaimed, he stood behind Jalen, looking up at Tyler, Jalen just laughed slipping into his running shoes.

"Just want to look good for Zamora, you know how it is that's all."

Truth is, Jalen was nervous. All he wanted to do was hug her and see her smile and laugh, seeing her smile brought happiness throughout his entire body.

"I'm about to head out, so I'll see y'all later today. don't wait up for me either." Jalen smirked, both guys chuckled and he slammed the door shut behind him.

Walking into the lobby, so many thoughts filled his head. Of course, he knew he was famous but Zamora didn't know that, and the past two and a half nights all he could think about was Zamora thinking he was a liar and never talking to him again.

the sun was sunny, but it was still cold outside. Jalen loved Boston, it was his second home from Philadelphia, just an escape. After losing in the playoffs, Jalen felt defeated but kept the inner demons to himself. Calling himself an overrated quarterback, all he thought about was if he could've played better or done something better so they could be in the Super Bowl.

The car ride was silent, when Jalen stopped at the red light he made sure his outfit looked good. All he had on were Nine trainer pants and a fitted Nike long sleeve, he wanted to be comfortable but make sure that Zamora knew he could dress, or liked to dress nice.

Zamora, Zamora, Zamora. The name he thought about the entire time he was driving, it was so Devine, so gorgeous he thought. Such a unique name, for a unique soul.

parking his car in front of her apartment, Jayson sighed but grabbed the fresh bouquet of flowers and slammed his car door shut. She gave him the address, and room number of her condo. It was all surreal to him, being in the presence of her again.

walking into the elevator, his hands palmed and became very sweaty. He was nervous, but almost excited at the same time, all he thought about was should he hug her and kiss her or just hug her?

The door was right in front of him, her door. He looked down at the mat and it was a self embroidered mat with flowers.

Knock!

he waited a few minutes, before looking back up and seeing the door jolt open.

There she was.

She was perfect. Her hair had soft curls styled, soft nude lipstick. She looked beautiful.

Wearing Nike track pants and an oversized windbreaker and Nike air max's she looked just like his twin. Both wearing Nike, it just felt everlasting, it felt fresh and hopeful.

"I got you these, I expected you loved flowers but didn't know which ones were your favorite so I just grabbed a bunch. Sorry if I'm rambling." Zamora chuckled, and Jalen stared at her lips. Her teeth were white, and her smile was breathtaking.