Chapter six: Is it bad?

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Jasmines's P.O.V.

I pulled out my sketchbooks and lay them out. All had a piece of a drawing. When I put it together it's my grandmother Aaliyah. It's a birthday gift for my grandpa. I start finishing one of the sketches.

Footsteps walked towards me. I look up to see no one other than the freckled Ramos boy. I sigh, "What did I tell you-"  I start.

"I really don't care about the dumb rivalry I just need someone to talk to," He cuts me off sitting down with me.

"Don't you have friends for that," I respond keeping my eyes glued to my paper.

"Listen, I'm trying to be nice to you," He snaps.

"Fine, I'm sorry," I sympathize looking up at him.

He smiles. "But we're not friends, simply acquaintances," I add.

"Fine, do you ever fall in love on the first kiss?" He asks me.

"Are you sure you want to ask me that question?" I ask him.

"Yes, that's why I asked you," He answers.

"Well yes-" I begin.

"Okay-" He cuts in.

"But that's a huge mistake they'll tell you they love you and you mean the whole world to them then turn around and hurt you everywhere," I finish.

I didn't mean to slip that out but I did and now he's probably having second thoughts on my bruises. Anthony looks at my cheek that still had that marked bruise from that one morning. He then touches it, "Has someone been hurting you...physically?" He asks with care.

I flinch. It's still sore. "Of course not biking accident remember," I lie fighting back tears.

"I-I'm clumsy, remember," I lie again.

"No, you need help Jazzy I'll call the police," He tells me.

"No, you can't," I stop him.

"What?" He asks confused.

"He threatened to hurt my family," I explain.

He furrows his eyebrows. 

"Please Anthony," I plead.

"Okay, but you need to promise to put that rivalry thing," He finally responds.

I sigh. "Fine no one can know," I agree.

I hold my finger up. "Pinky promise?" I add.

He links his pinky with mine. I kinda froze at his touch, he chuckled turning to look at my drawing. "what are you working on?" He asks.

"It's a gift for my grandpa," I respond.

"Who is that?" He further asks.

"My grandmother Aaliyah Cephas Jones, she passed away three years ago and ever since he has caught delusional disorder," I explain.

Shut your mouth Jazzy! Why am I spilling so much? But...why do I feel comfortable?

"Oh... I-I'm sorry I don't know what that is," He replies.

"It's like when you think someone is someone from your past, he always thinks I'm Aaliyah," I explain more.

"Oh I'm sorry about that," His face read worrisome.

"You need a ride?" He asks.

"I got my aunts motorcycle," I respond still thankful for his offer.

"Okay bye," He waves out.

"Bye," I respond.

He gets up. "Wait!" I exclaim.

"What?" He asks turning around.

"No, it's not bad to fall in love on the first kiss just be careful look them in the eyes for truth before telling them they mean the world to them," I tell him.

He gives a boyish smile before responding," Thanks," He walks away.

I nod my head and continued to work on my art piece.

A/N Oh my god guess who just updated in the same day! Me! I will try to update one of my stories maybe this one cause this story really needs to catch up. Thanks for the reads and votes and the lovely comments you guys post that make me smile and laugh. Ugh, don't remind me about school the schedule is going to get bumpy people so if I don't update when I said I would it just means that I had a butt load of unwanted homework or I'm just really depressed or again lazy af. Love you guys! VOTE. COMMENT. FOLLOW IF YOU HAVEN'T. Keep sucking up the world of romance!

Question of the chapter: Why do you think Jazzy feels a certain way with his touch? (comment your answer in the comments)

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