Don't Say... I Love You

Chapter 3

I kept stealing glances at Jake. He kept looking at me while talking to his friends. Every time I would look at him he would smirk. No. He will not win.

“See you guys. I have to go home”, Janice said.

Soon all of us agreed and went our own ways. As I was walking home a car came near me. The window rolled down. It was Jake. I expected that.

“Let me give you a ride home”, Jake said.

“No thanks. I’d rather walk”, I said.

“Get in. I’m not going to rape you”, Jake said chuckling.

“Now that you mention it are you going to promise candy and money to get in your car so you can rape me”, I said.

“It’s not rape if you like it Leslie”, Jake said and winked.

“As if”, I scoffed at him.

“If I have to I’ll drag you in here. Stop being so stubborn”, he said.

“Fine”, I said letting out an annoyed sigh.

I got in his car and told him the directions. He tried making conversation.

“You never told me what your type is”, he said.

“My type is a fun, trusting, loyal, sweet, caring, and selfless guy”, I said.

“That’s a lot to ask for”, Jake said surprised.

“Yeah, I think only in these days. Most guys are pigs”, I said.

“Not all of them”, Jake admitted.

Who knew I could have a nice conversation with Jake?

“Well it’s hard to find a decent guy”, I said.

“Just go out on one date with me. I swear I won’t try anything and I swear to not tell anyone. If I do I’ll let you humiliate me in front of everyone”, Jake said looking at me.

He had stopped the car and he looked and sounded really serious.

“Let me think about it. I’ll give you my answer tomorrow”, I said.

“Great”, Jake said and smiled.

He dropped me off and we said goodbye. For once during the whole day we didn’t argue. I walked inside my house. My mom was watching TV with my little brother. I know my dad is at work. My brother is 13 years old, has the same color of hair as me, but he has light brown eyes. My mom has the same hair color and eyes as me. My dad has feathery brown hair and the same eyes as my brother.