Purpose

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After a while, Melissa had eventually went home so I was left with Jason to watch some random movie on Netflix. I couldn't even pay attention while the thoughts from today roamed around my head. How will I do this? What if Jason leaves? I can't raise a baby on my own...

"Lark?" He asks softly grabbing my hand to get my attention.

"Huh, yeah?" I ask softly as I turn my head to him. He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me onto his lap with my legs across him, as if I was a little kid on Santa's lap.

"What are you thinking about?" He whispers putting his head on my shoulder. You could tell he was getting tired by the way he was getting comfortable.

"Nothing really," I shrug softly.

"You have to talk to me," he sighs and kisses my shoulder with his hands now on my stomach. "I don't want to have this baby with a stranger... Let me get to know you, sweetheart..."

I bite my lip, "You know mostly everything about me," I look at him. "Seriously, I'm not that exciting of a person."

"What do you do for fun?" He smiles and traces shapes on my stomach.

"I like to read," I say quietly.

"What kind of books?" He smiles still and kisses my head.

"I love realistic fiction," I say softly. "It's my escape from my reality."

"Oh really now? I'm more of an action filled book guy, but don't get me wrong I do like fiction as well," he chuckles softly.

"You read?" I giggle. "You seem more of a guy who's obsessed with music."

"I am... But say if I'm on a plane or whatever, you can't bust out a guitar and strum to the latest acoustic version of Ne-Yo," he laughs softly and I smile, his eyes got so bright at the thought of music, this man would go far if he pursued this passion.

"Tell me about yourself Jason," I say softly and lean against his chest as I finally relax.

"Well... I'm Jason Andrew Deeps, I'm 23. I was born March 1, 1994 in Stratford to my mom, Melissa, and my dad, Damon. My dad left my mom when I was a baby, but he was always apart of my life. I have two younger siblings from his side named Jazzy and Luke who are nine and eight," he smiles, I guess he's really close to his family. "At every chance I get, I go down to the Avon and put on a little show... Mainly to help my mom with money situations... Not that I mind it, I love music as I've said, I just hate the reason..."

I smile at him and play with his fingers gently that were in my lap, "You have a big heart," I whisper softly. "I'm sorry..."

"For what?" He chuckles and pauses the movie. The whole atmosphere was changing with just this simple conversation.

"Ruining your life," I sigh. This baby would put so much stress on him, and he honestly has enough already...

"You nor is this baby going to ruin my life... I mean yeah, I still want to get a test done, ya know? Even if it's not I'd love to at least be friends with you, Lark," he says softly and looks at me.

"You have so much to worry about as it is, Jason... This baby will just add more stress," I mumble quietly.

"I've been helping my mom with money since I was little... It's second nature to me, and I don't mind it one bit... Now, I have this baby to help raise... I'm not going to be like my father in the sense of leaving, I'm going to be there for my son or daughter," he makes me look up at him. "I know we don't know each other that well, hell this is our first real conversation, but I can see you're not lying about this... I can see how worried you are, we're strangers, technically. Just... Let me help sweetheart, that's all I want to do."

I bite my lip quietly and look down at my fingers gently, his fingers tangled in with mine. His hand moves and tilts my head up gently so I look into his eyes.

"You're eyes are so unique," he smiles, causing me to blush and avoid his gaze.

"I don't know how they're that way," I mumble as I feel the heat start to leave my cheeks.

"They're beautiful," he says softly and I feel his hand slide just behind my ear gently as he pulls me closer to him. "You're beautiful, you know that?"

I shake my head slightly, I wasn't... I was everything but that...

"Believe me, please?" He whispers and leans closer, I could feel his breath brush against my lips as I lean my forehead on his. "Please Lark..."

You know how in the books or movies, when you kiss that one person, you feel all of those sparks or the butterflies swarming and tickling your stomach?

Jason's lips were soft, tender, and just perfect. I've only hung out with the guy once and I'm already starting to like him... It kinda makes me scared for my future.

He pulls his plump lips away and lays his forehead back against mine. The kiss was short, but enough for us to be panting from the feeling.

"Come on... Let's go lay down," he whispers and picks me up gently.

"I should probably head home, Jase," I sigh softly and bite my lip, the feeling of his lips still lingering.

"I don't like driving in the dark," he chuckles softly. "And I'm not letting you call a cab this late at night."

I sigh softly and just nod, "I don't have clothes..."

"But I do," he chuckles again and sets me on his bed while he goes to get some clothes.

When he finds something he think will cover me, he turns back and hands me a shirt along with a pair of his briefs. I blush immediately, causing him to smile, "The shower is right through that door, I'll be here when you're done."

I nod and go to the bathroom as he instructs and do the necessities. A puff of air I didn't know I was holding leaves my lips as I think... I can't believe Jason and I kissed... Maybe it was just the spur of the moment... He probably didn't mean anything by it...

I bite my lip and shower quietly with the thoughts of Jason's lips on mine again...

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Picture of Lark's eyes.! 😍😍