The Bet To Break My Heart

8

~~Jack Gilinsky~~

I stood on Alanas front porch, in one of my nicest outfits.

I was wearing a pair of black pants and a blue up long sleeve.

I knocked on her front door and seconds later my eyes laid on the most beautiful girl I have ever seen, my girlfriend.

"You look beautiful."

I said pecking her lips.

She was wearing a black dress that was tight at the top but at the waist it flowed and ended around mid thigh.

She had her hair in loose curls and she was wearing these black heels.

"You're not too bad yourself."

She smiled, grabbing my hand.

We head to my car.

I took another glimpse at her.

God, she was perfect.

The late sun was shining right on her face making her glow.

I held her hand in mine as I began driving down the street.

Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw her reach over and turn the radio on.

She scanned the stations for a while until a song came on and her eyes immediately lit up.

"I love this song!"

She said, turning it up.

I didn't recognize it.

She began slowly rocking her body back and forth and singing the song, during the entire song her hand never left mine.

"My momma don't like you, and she likes everyone."

A smile crept on her face as she closed her eyes and listened to the slow beat.

"Wait, is this Justin Bieber?"

I began recognizing the voice.

"Yes!!"

She said.

"It's Love Yourself, one of my favorite songs by him."

"Shawn loves this dude."

I laughed, remember how Shawn freaked out when Justin followed him on twitter.

"Me and him both."

She said.

As I stopped at a red light, I began really listening to the words.

"Then baby you should go and love yourself."

Those words replayed in my head after the song ended.

Watching Alana sit there, swaying her body to the music, god I was in love with her.

I know I have only known her for a little bit, but I have never felt this way before.

She drove me crazy the first time I saw her.

I just wanted to scream it out.

I was in love with Alana Hart!

But I couldn't do that.

Not yet.

We pulled up to the restaurant, where I would be spending my last months pay checks.

"Jack... This is really expensive.."

She said cautiously as we pulled up into a parking space.

"Don't you worry about a thing."

I laughed, getting out.