Imagine That [Jessie J]

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"She kissed you?! On the cheek?!" Sarah exclaimed when I got back home that night and told her.

I nodded as I unpacked groceries that I bought after leaving Jessie's house. "Yeah, no big deal."

But internally, I was screaming my head off. This was such a big deal! That beautiful girl kissed me on the cheek! It shocked me that she had done it, and I couldn't stop grinning the whole time afterward. Even shoppers were staring at me in confusion.

"A, don't you know what this means? She must have feelings for you!" Sarah squealed, grabbing my arm and shaking it.

"Impossible," I said, even though I was wondering if Jessie could like me. "She has a girlfriend."

With me saying that, my good mood flattened. I didn't like Sam. There was not a good vibe radiating off of her. She couldn't even hold her girlfriend's hand! Then she has the nerve to kiss her unnecessarily in front of me. There was something not right about that chick.

"So? That girl must be screwed up or something if Jessie kissed you!"

"It was just a friendly kiss. Remember, she said she had no friends."

Sarah groaned, before taking my shoulders in her hands. She looked me in the eye menacingly. "You're making this decision hard on me, A. I'm debating whether I should love her or kill her right now."

"Don't kill her."

"Then I'm loving her. As long as she's not leading you on. If she does, I'll have to scalp her. Hey, maybe I should meet her!"

Well, I was obviously planning on them two meeting soon. But I was slightly frightened of Sarah saying something to Jessie and making her upset. As far as I know, Sarah's wishy-washy about Jessie as of now. She doesn't like the possibility of me being played, but she always squeals when some kind of interaction that has the slightest bit to do with romance happens between us.

"Well, we're going out after work. I could pick you up or something," I suggested, unpacking a loaf of bread.

"Really? That would be great! I could finally meet your future girlfriend!" Sarah teased.

"Please don't say anything like that to Jessie," I pleaded. Sarah was known to speak her mind sometimes, and I don't want anything slipping out of her mouth about Jessie being my future girlfriend. I may would have to strangle Sarah for that.

My roommate opened the newly bought pack of Oreos and got a few. "Okay, okay. I'll try not to embarrass you, Autie."

With that, Sarah winked at me and left the room. I almost regret saying she could come. No doubt would she embarrass Jessie and I on end.

I thought back to last night, how Jessie was too scared to go in her house. What was she scared of? Being in the dark? Being alone? Had something happened in the past to trigger that? Maybe it has something to do with her illness.

My body involuntarily shuddered. I have to take Jessie somewhere so she won't have an attack or something. I wonder how Sam has dealed with Jessie and her disorder.

But I shook the thought out of my head and got the ingredients to make spaghetti, since it was my specialty. I can't keep thinking negative thoughts about Jessie and Sam. For all I know, they probably have a perfect relationship or something. And they love each other to the moon and back. But sadly, I can't think that, and I know something's wrong.

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"Ready?" I asked Jessie as she walked to the front door of the building.