I've been laying in bed for the past 5 hours, watching every sad movie I own and stuffing my face with pizza and popcorn. It's funny how even in sad movies they seem to have a better life than me.
There's a tapping sound that interrupts my binge watching. I open my bedroom door thinking it might be Tyler, but no one is there.
"Andrews!"
I turn around and see a silhouette in the tree by my window. I push open my window.
He smiles. "Hey."
"How the hell do you know where I live?"
"Uh, I asked Abigail. Can I come in?"
I cross my arms. "And why would I do that?"
"Well, because I have all your stuff you left at lunch. And I'm in a tree."
I sigh. "Fine." I walk over and sit on my bed.
"I got your work from your last two classes too."
"You shouldn't have done that."
"Well I did." He sits on the edge of my bed. "Can we talk?"
"I don't want to talk to you."
"Lexi-"
"Stop calling me that! I don't want a damn nickname from you."
He smiles slightly. "Yeah, okay."
We sit in silence for a minute before I say," Well, I guess you should get going."
"I'm not leaving until you stop being mad at me."
"Well you can't live in my house Jake."
He laughs. "Just ask me anything. Please, give me a chance."
"Why did you laugh at me today?"
He sighs. "That's who I'm supposed to be. A jock. A jerk. A dumb ass popular guy no one likes. But believe me, if I could take it back, I would."
"Yeah well you can't."
He nods. "You're right."
"Why do you want me to forgive you so much?"
He scoots closer to me. "I would accuse you of me driving you crazy. But you drive me crazy. And I don't know why. I've never felt this way about a girl before."
I give a slight smile but instantly regret it. "I bet you say that to all the girls."
He laughs. "You think so?"
I laugh. "No."
He puts his hand on my face. "Then let me protect you Lexi."
I look down for a second. "Okay."
He smiles and leans in to kiss me. I don't move. I miss his lips. And when they meet mine, I almost melt. His soft warm lips on mine feel like a dream. There's no tongue involved, just a true kiss. Our foreheads touch and we look into each other's eyes. "I have so many feelings for you Alexis Andrews. And it scares the shit out of me."
I give a slight laugh and I see that he's holding back tears. Wow. Jake Reynolds is soft. Jake Reynolds is human. Jake Reynolds is sensitive. Jake Reynolds is mine.
I pull his lips to mine and I force my tounge into his mouth. He slowly lays me down after a minute, my legs open up. He plants soft kisses all over my face, causing both of us to laugh. I pull his shirt up to his neck and he pulls it off. I feel his erection on my core and I want him. But not like this.
He trails kisses down my neck. "Jake, Jay-"
He pushes a strand of hair behind my ear. "Yes?"
I can't help but laughing. "No sex. At least not yet."
He sighs. "Yeah, okay." He plops down on his back next to me. "No sex." He lifts his arm up and I cuddle up into his chest and slowly drift off to sleep.
As long he doesn't leave me, I'll be alright.
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