Falling For The Opposite

4• Ask Him Out!

You're the voice I hear inside my head

The reason that in singing

I need to ind you, I gotta find you

You're the missing piece I need

The song inside of me

I need to find you, I gotta find you

GOTTA FIND YOU

Joe Jonas

Annabella's POV

"You're in LOVE!!!" Aubrey screams in my face. A smile is spread across her face. I told her about seeing Jacob again. I told her what I've been feeling for the past few days.

"Ask him out!" She says.

"I don't know...he seems different." I say.

"Everyone is different. There is no such thing as normal." She says with a laugh.

"I really like him but I know nothing about him." I say.

"That's the point of dates." She says. I think I should just listen to her. She has more experience with boys than I do.

"Fine." I say.

"Good. Lets look for him." She says and jangles her car keys.

"Woah...wait. How are we gonna look for him if I don't even know where he lives or his hang out spots." I say.

"You said you saw him at the park with friends. Maybe he's there." She says.

"Yeah...maybe." I say. "But if I do...I'm going alone."

Jacob's POV

The next morning was chilly. I didn't shower and I was in the same dirty clothes I wore yesterday. I really screwed up this time for sure.

I knew that the right thing to do was apologize but now I need to just think. I lay facing the sky and look at the clouds. I need a cigarette.

"Jacob?" I hear a familiar voice say. I sit up and look around to see Anabella standing before me.

"Hey." I say.

"What are you doing out her in the cold?" She asks. Her brown hair is curled on her shoulders and her eyes are gleaming at me. She sure is cute.

"Um...long story." I mutter.

"We have time." She says.

"Well... I got into an argument with my mother a left. I slept out here last night." I explain. She sits next to me under the tree.

"Well that's terrible." She says. I thought she was going to take my mother'a side but instead she says, "You was out here all night? That's awful."

I smirk at her concern. "Not as bad as you think." I say.

"Why don't you come and get some hot chocolate at my house. It's a few blocks from here. My parents are at work and my brothers are out somewhere." She says. For a second I hesitate. Being with me will only lead her towards danger. I don't want to get to comfortable. But I realize how cold it really is.

"Sure." I say and we both stand. I follow her out of the park and towards her house. What she doesn't know is that I already know where she lives. When we get there, we go inside and I take a seat in the kitchen.

She takes out a kettle to boil the water. "So tell me more about you." She says.

"Um...there is nothing to tell." I mutter.

"Well...tell me who you really are." She says. I decided to just tell her about myself. I leave out the fact that I'm in a gang. You never tell anyone which gang you're apart of. It leads to trouble.

"You seem cool. You look like that bad boy type to me." She says.

"Maybe I am." I say attempting to flirt. After a little while if talking and getting to know each other, I decide to leave. I don't think I should be around her too much. I don't want to see her hurt. And as much as I like her, I don't want anything to go wrong between us.

"I gotta head out." I say.

"Okay, can we keep in touch?" She asks. Oh no.

"Um..." I say.

"Oh sorry, you have a girlfriend. I had no idea." She says.

"I don't." I stutter, "Can I have your number."

"Sure." She says and scribbles it on a piece of paper. I take it, nod, and walk out. I think I really like this chic. I usually just bang chics and leave but this girl is really special.

Anabella's POV

I've gotten to know Jacob a lot better now that we've spoken. I can tell that he's hiding something though. I can just feel it. But I'm glad that he accepted my offer to stay in touch.

"Hey sis." Ian says walking into the Sroom. "Who was that leaving the house?" Shit! I'm busted.

"A friend. His name's Jacob and he's really sweet." I say.

"Mmm, don't get too comfortable with him here when no one is home." He says with a smirk.

"Shut up. We were just having hot chocolate." I say and playfully roll my eyes. I clean up the hot cocoa cups from the counter. Then I go up to my room and look out my window. The whole time he was here, my heart was pounding uncontrollably. What is he doing to me?