We Meet Again (A Jackson Guthy Love Story) *ON HOLD*

Chapter 10 ("You like the nice guys?")

My phone keeps going off and I look at the screen and see it's all from Jackson. I don't even bother opening up his messages or answering his calls. For some reason though that really bothered me. How can a guy be completely sweet and perfect and charming one minute and the next turn into a complete ass!

Something about how he acted though and his smirk that made it all seem so weird. I felt like I've experienced that in my past. I shake my head thinking it's just from all the high school jerks I dealt with before and that's why it seems so familiar.

I take a couple of turns and realize I have no idea where I'm at or where I'm even going. Nothing here looks familiar! I do something I don't want to do and I answer Jackson's call.

"IT'S ABOUT TIME YOU FINALLY ANSWER!! WHERE ARE YOU?!"

" You don't have to yell at me Jackson."

"Well what do you expect me to do Sam! I don't care how clean these streets look you can't trust anybody here! Especially when people see a gorgeous girl looking lost! People will take full advantage!"

"Don't worry Jackson nobody is gonna take advantage of me. And if you're so worried then why don't you find out where I am and come be my knight in shining armor?"

"Because I'm already here."

"Woah, what. What do you mean you're already here?"

Just as I say that I see Jackson's car coming around the corner. I hang up my phone and walk towards his car.

"How did you know where I was?"

"Once you left I realize I was acting like somebody else thinking you would like that and -"

"Why would you think I'd like you acting like a complete ass to me?"

"Because when we first meet you said this was your first time here so I figured that you were from out of state and most out of state girls look for the typical LA guy that treats them like shit but still fall for him."

"No. Just no. I would never fall for a guy like that. Guys have to be real around me. If you actually are a total ass and you aren't trying to be anybody else then cool for you but the most that we'd ever be is friends."

"So you like the nice guys?"

"It doesn't matter what type of guys I like! If you're real with me then I'll be real with you. It's just that simple. But anyways how did you know where I was?"

"Oh right! Once you left I looked out the window wondering what direction you'd go and once you turned a corner I got in my car and followed you."

"Really?"

"I just wanted to make sure you were safe."

"So then why were you yelling at me on the phone?"

"Can we please talk about it with you in the car?"

"Fine."