It's Complicated.

It all started when he messaged me.

Jerry: Hey

Me: hi?

Jerry: what's up cutie?;)

Me: nothing really, just hanging out at my aunts house.. how about you?(:

Jerry: eating pizza rolls

Me: oh my gosh share!! I want some!

Jerry: hahahaha okay. Hey I'm getting offline soon. here's my number ***-***-**** Text me babe :)

My heart was pounding, some hot guy just gave me his number! Should I text him right away or wait so I don't seem desperate? But if i dont text him fast enough he will think im weird! Ugh I don't know! I made my decision to wait a few minutes before texting him.

The conversation started again:

Me: Hey(:

Jerry: hey, you're cute:)

Me: Thanks(:

Jerry: Welcome babe, so what's up?

Me: Starving, wishing I could share your pizza rolls lol(:

Jerry: I'd share if you were with me gorgeous :)

Even just texting him I would blush at his compliments. I noticed differennt little things between us, like the way he put his smiley faces compared to mine and I liked how he used proper grammar. It was around 1 in the morning and my sister and I were still awake, texting, listening to music and playing games, minding our own business.

We texted for hours that night. July 17th, I remember it so clearly. My sister Sarah and I had gone to our rich great aunts house to help her with some yard work she couldn't do. Sarah would be thee talkative one while I did the work and kept quiet. My aunt would ask for us to weed her garden, and Sarah would talk up a storm while I got down to weeding. Lets face it, I love my great aunt but I was in it for the cash.

Jerry and I only talked for two days, but it was none stop. We played multiple rounds of 20 questions before he told me a big secret. He smokes. I was so upset. I was in utter shock. How could someone so sweet and handsome be a smoker? He was so perfect. He was very attractive, 6 foot tall, perfect blue eyes, his brown curly hair that stuck out of the sides of his snapbacks, and the cutest little smile that gave my tummy butterflies. I found out he was a skater boy (major turn on), and he was sweet as he could be. Jerry seemed like the guy I wanted to call mine. I didn't know what to do. I couldn't understand why those two days were so special, why I felt so weird inside. But I said goodbye, that it was because I couldn't talk to someone that smokes.

I quickly distracted myself from Jerry, keeping myself busy by focusing on other guys. But one night, about a month later, my bestfriend Brooke spent the night, and we prank called a few people. It was only around 1am in the summer so we figured somebody had to be awake. I scrolled through my contacts calling certain people, waiting for someone to pick up. I was in the H section of my contacts list, no H names I want to call... keep scrolling... and the first J name I see is Jerry(: .

I typed in *67 and clicked his name hesitating before I pushed the call button. My heart started racing while I listened for ringing. The phone rang four times before I heard Jerry speak for the first time.

"Hello?" he said in a sexy sleepy voice.

"Do you have any pizza rolls left?" I said hoping he would remember who I was.

"uhm....no?" he questioned. "who are you?"

"you dont remember?" I asked with a sad tone in my voice.