Riley's POV:
My thoughts raced throughout my head as i made my way to the kitchen the next morning. Always seeming to have that unforgettable boy stuck inside my head. There was something about him. I just didnt know what. Pushing my wild thoughts aside, i remembered that today was a saturday, my day off. And as usual my friends were having their weekly party that everyone is invited to. I never understood why they would allow literally anyone to go to their own house. I mean anything could happen, some sort of mass murderer could walk through the door but that's just as risk you have to take i suppose. Usually, i would turn down any offer to go to a party, but tonight, it was a different story. I dont know whether it was to get my mind off jai, or whether it was to just have some fun for once, but i managed to convince myself it was the fact i just wanted some fun, even though i wasn't convinced myself.
My lazy feet carried my weight across to my bedroom as i started my morning routine once again. I knew that if i was going to this party, that my friends were having, i would have to at least get a new outfit and look decent. Once i was satisfied with my look, i pushed my arms through the sleeves of my parka coat that i had matched with my timberland boots and headed out the door. My eyes trailed up to jais door, that stood tightly shut. What had happened the previous night had sprung to my mind and i automatically got the same chills down my spine as i remember the way my name flowed deeply from hid plump lips. I sighed, as i turned around and locked the door. And with one last glance, i rushed away from the door. I need to stop thinking about him, and fast.
Jai's POV:
My eyes watched her through the small peep-hole of my door. The corners of my lips lifting as my well-known smirk spread across my lips. Her eyes glanced towards my black door as she stared intently at it. I could see clearly from her expression that she felt awkward and confused even though she couldnt see me. I manipulate her. I can tell from her awkward and nervous behaviour. I love it. I love the way that she is unsure of me and what i have to offer.
I have seen her around before. Even if it was just from my car window. I always knew roughly what time she left her apartment. Because she would either head out towards her work or she would go to her friends house. The same routine all the time really.
I grabbed my black Timberland boots from the rack to my left and left my silent apartment. The only noise filling my ears with the slam from the door that i pulled closed behind me. Without bothering to lock my door, i pulled my black hood over my head and followed the direction that she rushed away to. My heavy feet tiptoed along the concrete as i see her not far from me. Her hypnotising blue eyes scanning all of the features the day had to bring. Her hair swung softly from side to side with every step she took as steady pace quickened from the cold autumn air. She hugged her parka jacket around her body as the wind gained strength and pushed against her small figure. She tugged her burgundy beanie lower onto her head as the wind threatened to push it off. Suddenly, she stopped at a small clothes shop that read the sign "Style". My eyes watched her as she took small steps and headed into the store. I debated on whether to follow but somehow within the next minute, i found my heavy feet already trailing me to the store. The door opened as my big hands forced down the creaky handle, the bell making a ringing noise as i entered. I was greeted by warm air as all the cold air was the only thing left outside. My eyes searched over the small yet spacious room looking for one girl in particular. My eyes came to a sudden stop when i found her. Her soft eyes glancing over at the range of clothes they had to offer. She observed various items of clothing as her small hands held theem up infront of her. I once again debated on whether i should go over but once again my feet made up my mind for me and i headed over there.
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Authors Note:
Helloooo again
I hope you liked that chapter but for some reason i cant help but think that my mind works differently at like 4am than what it does at night lmao so when i write at like 4am it may be better but idk lol
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Crazed Heart (jai brooks)
Fanfiction"Loving her was like shaking hands with the devil" WARNING: MATURE CONTENT