Crooked Young

Chapter 10~ All I Could Ever Want

Jasmine's POV

I stand there as stiff as a board while my brain tries to process what the actual fuck just happened. Sam is hitting on me, but I'm just a potato so what does he want with a potato??? I still don't know how to react, but I take the strawberry from his outstretched hand as i see his tattoos. They look so much nicer than any camera could ever possibly capture. His eyes even brighter then I imagined and his rosy pink cheeks make my own face start to burn up. I tuck my hair behind my ears and switch my weight from one foot to my other.

"Well apology accepted." I smile and look into his seemingly endless eyes then quickly back down at the ground, my awkwardness completely taken over any sense I had.

He puts he two fingers under my chin and lifts it up so our eyes meet.

"Are you busy later?" He asks sheepishly again biting at his lip

"Not unless I need to be." I remember Justine mentioning a bus tour of the city, but I honestly could give less of a shit right now. She'll understand right?

He takes a permanent marker out of his back pocket and I raise my eyebrows at him,

"Were you just walking around giving girls your number?" He looks confused for a minute, but then it clicks.

"Oh no!" He blushes deeply "you're my um you're the only one, I have a panel at 2 and then a um signing so I need it. This is the address and a code word. If want to come just show security this and they'll let you in I mean if that's what you want you don't have to do anything I just-" I cut him off by kissing his cheek

"I'll see you at 2" I turn on my heel in a daze that I just did that. I get out of the room and run to the bathroom and throw up last nights popcorn.

I hear my stomach grumble and only then I realize I left my pancakes in the room. I think about going back, but then I remember that Sam will probably still be in there so I decide to just order some room service while I figure out what the hell to wear to this panel thing.

Isabel's POV

" Something got you down?" Jasmine asks me while she puts on pants, doing a little hop to get them over her butt while I force back a giggle and try not to move as Justine curls my hair

I had got up extra early and forced her to help get me ready for my breakfast date with P.J. We decided on washed boyfriend jeans with a good 75% rips and a plain grey T-shirt. I already did my usual makeup and Justine is attempting beach waves. Everthing seemed to be going okay, but I still couldn't help the little frown from finding it's way to my lips and dancing along my brows as they seemed to be pulled down.

" Just a little nervous, I mean it's the PJ Liquori after all" i manage to find a way to explain my whirling thoughts

"You'll be fine! I'm sure you'll hit it off and have 5 annoying kids that will drive you to drink and then quit your job leading to the inevitable divorce that will-" Justine slaps Jasmine on the arm making her shut up instantly.

I second guess my newfound habits and begin to pick at my fingers, a new worry eating at me.

"Thanks for worrying the poor girl, you'll be fine Iz. It's not the first time you've gone to breakfast with a boy" Justine reassures me the best she can

"Yeah, but they were dicks." I say as Justine does the last curl

"Hey, you don't know that PJ isn't a massive one" Jasmine winks as she finishes the last of her make-up. "I'm heading out for breakfast Justine, care to join?" She asks before she leaves the doorway

"I think i'll wait for Caspar, but thanks anyway" Justine give a quick smile before cleaning up the mess in the bathroom.

I twirl around in the mirror looking at myself.

"Butt looking good, check, hair looking good, double check, outfit is very on point, face, okay. I think I can do this. I mange to get out a wide smile as butterflies erupt in my stomach the same way they did when I first saw him in the lobby way smiling like a kid in a candy store. I want to be the reason for that smile more.

"My baby's all grown up" Justine fans her face while she whispers her sarcasm towards me.

I gave her the finger and tip toe out of the bathroom to go find my shoes. I see them sitting beside the bed so I make it a point to be extra quiet. While I'm being Kim Possible, Caspar decides now would be a good time to roll over and mumble some random stuff. I'm so shocked that I trip over nothing and fall (not so gracefully) to the ground. I hear Justine burst out laughing and then try to cover it up. I'm now so embarrassed that I just grab my shoes and leave without saying good bye. I realize when I get in the elevator that I don't have PJ's number to text him when I'm at the coffee shop. What if he's already there? I fast walk out of the elevator and make it down the confusing streets in record time. I open the door and look around to see a hunched over PJ in the back corner. I make my way over very quietlyand notice he's working on a picture of this gruesome creature.

"So do you always draw pictures of the girls you ask out" he practically jumps out of his skin when I speak, taking a seat across from him.

"Bloody hell" he screams like a little girl, I laugh with my success

"Did I startle you?" I ask while putting on my best act, on the inside I'm screaming. Can he hear my heart beating?? Because I can.

"A little bit," he takes a sip of his drink." No it's not a picture of you, I mean does it look like an angel to you? What I'm drawing is a creature for a film I'm doing." He sounds so proud i'm sure I'm blushing redder than the sign out front.

"You produce films?" I ask pretending I don't watch ever single one of his videos.

"Yes, usually they're just short ones that come from late night ideas or random inspiration, but this one started out as one of those and is now becoming a series. Have you heard of YouTube?" He asks and my brain actually starts crying I can here it sobbing.

"Oh um yeah sometimes if I'm bored I'll watch it a bit" I mentally kick myself in the face, I'm such a fucking liar.

"Well I post videos on there and that's erm kind of my job." He looks down sheepishly almost afraid of my reaction.

"Aw that's really cool!" I cheer him up and take a drink of the tea he must have ordered me. Its still pretty warm and it burns my tongue. "Fucking hell" a little furry sneaks out of my lips and I cover my mouth. Way to go Iz embarrassing yourself already.

"Careful its hot," PJ manages between laughs.

"Hahaha" :(((((

"So Isabelle, besides scaring the jeebs out of unsuspecting victims, what do you do for fun?"PJ asks his green eyes trained on mine

"Well besides just being really awesome," I lace my words with more sarcasm than necessary " I write poetry and short stories, sometimes I think I can draw and sit in a park, but it never ends well" I sip the tea, it's cooler now.

"You write?" He asks his eyes getting a sparkle

"Yeah whatever I'm feeling, I write it in down in a book. It comes out from my fingertips easier than my lips." As I say lips I see him look down at them and instantly feel self conscious.

"Well sometime if you show me your poetry book, I'll show you mine." He has this sort of look on his face that turns my brain to mush. This isn't the same PJ on camera.this PJ is somehow so much better." Are you busy today, or can you be mine for the rest?" He asks smoothly even though i see his finger twitching slightly

Seeing him nervous as well really calms my nerves.

"Nope, I'm all yours" I bite my lips and smile as he says

"That's all I could ever want"

A/N
Wohahaho so I did a thing... I regret nothing.
PJ and Isabelle
Sam and Jasmine
Damn the feels I had while writing this.
It's a bit longer than usual so i hope you enjoyed :)