In Three Days ✓

Chapter 7: thoughts

Grant couldn't stop thinking about the girl who he just met. The one who pushed him out her window in hopes to save her butt from her father. Speaking of her behind, he didn't mind it either, it was a good round shape that was grab-able.

How was she doing now? Was she also thinking of him? He felt so stupid, he should've asked for her number before she threw him out.

He was now laying on his bed. It was a good few hours after he met her and the police had cleared the house. Albeit the house was littered his room was, thankfully, clean.

He turned on his side to find the note he had written for Rosie. Then he remembered Rosie and he felt bad for feeling like he lead Jessica on, she was (as a matter of fact) someone who he had just met. Rosie was someone he had known for a long time, the one he had feelings for but somehow he felt he needed to reassure himself of that.

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"I'm telling you Mom, no one was in my room."

"Really? Your father and I are sure we heard two voices in your room early this morning."

Jessica sucked her cheeks in, making her look like a fish before saying, "That's because I was on the phone with someone and it was on speaker."

Her parents eyed her suspiciously and she continued, "And what does it matter if there was someone in my room or not? All I wanted to do was ask if I could go in early to work today."

"Don't you have a late shift?"

"Yes...but I'd like extra pay."

"No, stuff needs to be done around the house Jessica, you bringing people in unannounced and allowing them in your room-"

"Fine. I had someone over this morning, nothing happened. He jumped out the window before dad could came into the room." Jessica said in defeat.

She couldn't lie to her parents as much as she wanted to. Technically speaking, nothing had happened besides his impulsive  kiss. It wasn't her first kiss but it ignited something in her; an electric effect. She then remembered how she pushed him away, he had feelings for his best friend and she wasn't going to be the gatekeeper to his happiness.

Though she thought this, that didn't stop the knotting feeling building inside her stomach, an overwhelming and suffocating sensation slowly gathering. It was a feeling she knew all too well and one she hated having for the sole purpose of it not being returned.