Save Me From Myself

Where Am I?

I woke up with jake sleeping next to me. I woke up not on the bus but at his house.
"How the hell did I get here?" I groaned to myself.
"Huh? What'd you say love?" Jake asked groggily rubbing his eyes.
"How'd I get here? We were on the bus last night ...and now I'm here."
"You were passed out last night and I brought you-" he was cut off by a dog barking.
I had heard that bark before. Before I knew it, Ernie came running in with a gigantic E.T. stuffed animal in his mouth. This dog was even cuter in real life!
I let out a soft giggle as Ernie gave me E.T., I threw it and he went barking after Trixy. I loved dogs and I haven't had one since I was 13. Of course that was five years ago, but she looked just like Ernie.
Jake smiled and picked me up. I had no idea what he was doing but I didn't know he was this strong. He walked towards his small home gym.
"Wanna workout with me?" He asked wiggling his eyebrow.
"Of course." I smiled and giggled.
I got on the bench press and pressed 97 pounds. I could tell by the look on his face that he was impressed and I let out a soft giggle.
"You're a strong one!" He giggles.
I sat down and watched him do some pull ups. I watched him do shoulder and back pull ups. His back was muscular and his arms were nice and inked up.
I let out a soft mewl as I was thinking too much and he sat down by me. He wrapped one of his tattooed arms around my shoulders and smiled. I was hoping that he didn't hear the mewl I let out because then I would have to tell him why I made a noise.
"Love, we can go get your stuff if you want to. You can live with me." He says as I make myself comfortable.
"That would be wonderful. " I smile and I get butterflies in my stomach.
*time skip*
We pulled up to my apartment and I packed my stuff in boxes. I grabbed and gathered all of my guitar stuff together so it wouldn't break. Jake sees me struggle carrying the boxes and helps out.
"Thanks Jake." I say as I give him a quick peck on the forehead.
I grab my guitar and sit it in the back seat. Jake smiles and looks at me. I know he liked the fact I was a guitarist. It probably made him love me more.
*back at home*
"There is no way all these shoes are going to fit in my closet!" Jake yells as I walk up the stairs.
"I need to go through them baby. Chill out." I coo.
"Okay, but if you make room I have something for you." He grins.
"Ohhh a surprise!" I raise my voice in excitement.
*bzz. Bzz. Bzz*
It was Shayla calling me. Her and Ashley have been dating for a while and she was so proud of me for getting Jake. The thing was I didn't get Jake. He asked me, I didn't ask Jake.
"Hello?"
"Hey..its me Shayla."
"Yeah what's up?"
"How's life with Jake?"
"Wonderful. I just moved into his house and we are unpacking now."
"Oh congrats I guess I let you unpack...bye have fun!"
I hung up and groaned. I really didn't want to unpack but I had to. Its really sucky unpacking everything you own into someone else's house.
*time skip*

We finished unpacking. Jake and I layed in bed together with both of the dogs. We binge watched Sons of Anarchy . Oh how I loved Jax. I mean he was a hot biker dude with tattoos.
Jake was hot and had tattoos but wasn't a biker. He was a guitarist though....which is still hot. I loved having our fingers wrapped together as we held hands. I loved seeing his tattooed hands against mine.