virgin ❥ jastin ~DISCONTINUED~

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JASON:
he was peacefully sleeping on his bed, head turned to the right and his pale chest rising up and and down. covers sprawled all over his slim body.

i put down my binoculars and i knew sooner or later that i would probably have to stop watching him and do something else.

but, he was kind of like a addiction. i could barely take my eyes off of him and if i did, i would always feel like something bad would happen.

but, i obviously was being paranoid.

the pure angel doesn't even know my name. heck, i don't even know his. which is kind of strange since i've been watching him for like two months or so.

he's looks like kind of the shy kid, so he doesn't seem like he'd have a large friend group in this neighborhood or else i would've knew his name by now.

but, i wouldn't know why someone wouldn't want to befriend or at least get to know this goddess.
(don't be mistaken, he's a boy but I just feel like this word fits the story so Shhh!)

and you're probably asking why shouldn't i just go over there and ask to be friends? (you guys probably weren't so lmao) he would think im a creep. a 22 year old who's supposed to be in college, (he takes online courses) who is applying for a job at this huge company. and spends his time stalking the boy across the street from him.

sad life huh? but, supposedly im 'hot' so that makes up for it.

and after just sitting here, watching him sleep i started getting sleepy also. my eyes were getting droopy and if i would close my eyes, i would be out like a night light.

i sluggishly walked over to my bed. didn't even care i had regular clothes on, and plopped my head right onto my pillow. my vision started blackening as i let sleep take over my body.

-----------MORNING---------
i finally woke up, turning my head seeing that it's atleast 7:00 AM. i headed downstairs to go make some breakfast and i heard the doorbell ring.

i groan, opening the doorbell annoyed. I open my mouth but nothing comes out, because no other the person standing at the door, is the virgin across the street.

"my names justin, uhm sorry but i think our mails have been mixed up?"