peyton's pov;
i got into my car and drove. i grew angry over the thought of jacob's lame excuse. 'i forgot' like who the hell says that ?
i pulled into his driveway and there he was standing on the porch. "i'm sorry" he said and gave me a reassuring smile. i shrugged and smiled back, easily forgiving him.
not long after getting here we were halfway through a movie. it was pretty boring, but he picked it and i didn't want to be rude and ask to change it.
he looked at me and quickly knew what i was thinking. "this movie is actually boring, i was thinking we could do something fun." jacob said with a smirk. "like what?" i said not bothering to smirk back.
he grabbed my chin slightly and started to kiss me. he pulled me on top of him not breaking the kiss. he kissed my neck and looked at me then smiled. he started to pull my jeans off. and at this i knew he wanted more. "no" i blurted out. "what ?"
"i don't want to do this i'm sorry" i said and got up. he grabbed my wrist firmly and pulled me back to him grabbing my thigh. he kept kissing me. "god please jacob let go."
he smirked and didn't let go. "i said stop god damn it." i said and slapped him.
"it'll be fun cmon"
"is this what you do? just use girls for your fun and entertainment?"
"only the prettiest." he smirked again.
"you're so immature. i hope to never see you again." i slapped him once more and left.
