We Meet Again (A Jackson Guthy Love Story) *ON HOLD*

Chapter 5 (Why these feelings?)

Luckily me and Bree managed to make it to Bree's car which was conveniently near a trashcan. After I finish throwing up I look around and see if anyone saw. Luckily though nobody was around except for Bree who had a disgusted yet worried look on her face.

"Are you ok Sam?"

"Yea. I told you I wasn't feeling good."

"I didn't know you were gonna puke though!"

"Sorry I didn't specifically say 'Bree I don't feel good and I'm gonna puke.'."

"Apology accepted I guess. Here. Before we get in take a piece of gum. Wait. Better make it two."

"Aww thanks Bree I love you too." 

I say sarcastically.

We get in her car and listen to more of Jackson's songs on the way back.

*10 minutes later*

We make it back to our new house not a single box unpacked. We got a house cause we figured we wouldn't have to listen to anybody's rules and we wouldn't have to deal with some apartment neighbors.

"So Sam. Jackson seemed to take an interest in you."

"No. Really you think so?"

"Yea! It's kinda obvious."

"I'm not sure about that. You said he was famous so maybe he was just flirting like he could do to any one of his fans."

"I don't think so. Do you think he would pay for one of his fans' lunch?"

"No but he could just be a nice guy. You know like a legit gentleman. There are some of those left out there."

"Why are you trying to avoid the signs and everything?"

"I'm not avoiding anything. I'm just unpacking some stuff for my room."

"Sam! We've been best friends since the 6th grade. I can tell when something's up. So what is it?"

"I hate how you know me so well."

"Yea yea. Get on with it!"

"I just, I don't know. Something about him since when I first met him. It's like I've met him before but I just can't put my finger on it. Plus! I got this weird feeling when I was talking to him."

"Aww young love."

"No. It was nothing like that. This was like an argument from within. I know it sounds weird but hear me out. It was as if one part of me was telling me he's a good guy when the other part wasn't gonna believe it. At first I thought it might've been the burrito cause I ate it so fast, but after I threw up the feeling didn't go away."

"Hmm, do you think maybe your gut is trying to tell you something?"

"Maybe. But what? I haven't even seen this guy before today."

"That's weird. You should call him after we unpack all these boxes."

"Why should I call him?"

"Just cause. Now lets get started."