*****three hours later*****
"Rosie Lynn Marie, will you go out with me?" Jai sounded so exicted when he asked.
I blushed alot, "Yes, I will."
"Yea your my princess. Are you tired my princess?" Jai yaned as he was finishing his sentence. Then grabed my hand and kissed it.
"Kinda Sweetie. You want to stay her tonight?" I am so glad were togethery. I know we just met but we're in love.
Then Jai's phone rang. He picked it up.
J-"Hey Leiah"
Of course I couldn't hear the other line so I who was this Leiah?
L-"You wanna go to the beach tomorrow baby?"
J-"No I can't"
L-"Please baby?"
J-"Why"
L-"Cause I still love you."
J-"No I said it's done a long time ago"
L-"Well, mabye another time baby.
J-"Okay well I'll talk to you later hun, bye."
"Who was that?" I questioned Jai.
"She was my..." He took a very long pause, "ex."
"Why'd you call her hun? And what was she wanting to do?"
"Nothing she just wanted to meet me at the beach. But I wouldn't. Cause I love you."
"Oh my god Jai, goodnight!"
I'm annoyed. I just rolled over and faked like I was asleep. A little while later Jai wraped his arms around my waist and pulled my back to his bare chest. It felt so good. His chest was cool and soothing. But I was kind of mad. I didn't want to be.
I just was.
******Jai's POV******
I don't know why she got so mad. I love her, Leiah was just a girl. I didn't even like her when I dated her. She pretty much forced me too. I wraped my arms round Rosie's waist and fell asleep.
In the morning I woke up Rosie was awake turned with her face to mine. As my eyes pelled open I saw her shut hers.
"I know your awake sunshine!" She half smiled.
"I'msorryIwasoverdramticIshouldhavelistenedtoyouIloveyouJai." She whispered in my ear. Her words were rushed and slured but still so sweet.
(I'm sorry. I was over dramtic I should have listened to you. I love you Jai.)
Her voice was like angels, so soft and pure. I loved it.
"Its fine princess. I love you."
"I love you too." Then she blushed a little.
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It's Hard To Explain. ∞
Teen FictionSo I'm your typical teen. Well... Not really. I'm Rosie, but the fakes I call my friends, call me Rose.
