I Don't Care What They Think

pg.5

Annas p.o.v

I woke up Sunday kinda tired and super late. I slept till 5 I did not have to go to Jasons till 7. Mabey I could do something fun. I took out my guitar and begane to sing a song I had wrote.

"We dont need to make a mountin, out of a grain of sand.. we dont need to make this moment any harder then it is.." As I sang I loss track of time. it was 6:45 and I had to go soon. Jumping in the shower thinking about being in the room with him again,this time not in a towel. Grabbing my purse and my writing journal I drove to the adress he had gave my mom. I got there early, (of course!) and knocked. He opened his apartment door and smiled," Anna come in."

I quickly exepted, " am I that early?"

"well it does not start till 8:30 so...............no" he said sarcsticly.

"Oh my mom said 7 im so sorry, ill just come back". i begane to walk tword the door.

"Anna, its fine we can just talk if you would like?" he said sitting down pointing to an empty chair beside him.

"yea, talk." i laughed,sitting next to him.

"so what have you been up to all day?" he asked me

"iv been playing guitar, practicing a song i wrote"

his face lit up.

"you play, i have a guitar, you wanna show me."

I took the guitar he was offering and begane to toon. I started to play. His eyes were filled with wonder, he looked at me like I was the only one he had ever seen make music.

"your wonderful!"he explained. Your prents must be proud. I looked down and sighed. He placed his hand on my shoulder,"whats wrong?"

"My dad died of cancer 4 months ago."

I looked up at him a bit teary eyed.

"Im sorry,"he said looking at me.

still looking at him I added"sorry is an insult. He tried so hard, saying sorry is for someone who died with out a fight, he tried harder everyday."

A laugh escaped his lips,"your so much more than you know". He smiled at me once more. The door opened and several people walked in. I jumped up and went to greet people. We all talked and wrote till well past 11. As he was letting people out he asked if I could stay. I nodded and waited on the chair till he had let the last person out.

"how did you like the class?"he asked eagerly.

"It was all I hoped it would be, you know...Jason, I found some of your writing online, your insanely good, I could not put your pieces down. They were...incredible" I set my writing journal down as we talked more.

"you read some, wow thanks so much that means a lot."I smiled, "of course I did, the way you speak is interesting so I knew your writing must have been. I should go" I said.

Walking to the door he placed his hand on my shoulder again.

"why are you confused?" he asked me.

I smiled knowing what he meant."this guy treated me badly, I gave him another shot but I don't Know If I should have." He got close to me, so close I was up against his door. In a low voice that echoed through my ears.

"No one, especially you, deserves to be a notch on someone's belt,"

he kept getting closer as he spoke.

"ummm what are you doing?" I asked. I began to breath heavy, the room got warm. He put his hands on my cheeks and my eyes not breaking contact with his....He pulled me in, slow, and kissed me. At first it was gentel and sweet. As it went on it got heated and rougher. his arms were around my waist holding me close. Mine were around his neck running through his thick brown hair. He kissed my neck as he picked me up by my ass and sat me on the counter. He kissed my lips so in sink, evrey second felt right and amazing.

Jasons p.o.v.

She was about to leave...I could not just let her, I knew it was wrong but I could not fight it anymore. I pulled her close and kissed her, it was sexy and her lips felt so right on mine. I kissed her on the counter but she stopped me. "I really gotta get home" are eyes were locked and she stuttered her words. She stormed out so fast she left her book.