"Ansel, stop! You don't need to be jealous. Listen Harry doesn't compare to you. I will never think of him in a particular way. I'm not a tramp!"
"Oh my god Jessica I'm so sorry." he started tearing up. "I never ever want you to think that I think that of you.", His voice filled with regret. He opened the door to my apartment. I just stood there waiting for Ansel to come in. He didn't come so I pulled him in leading him into the kitchen with a kiss. Ansel grabbed my waist, working his way to my thighs. He pulled me up on the granite, hard, and cold.
"Ansel how long have we been exclusive?" Shit. I had no idea what came over me. His voice fell to a hush. "I'm sorry I kissed someone the day we met." My heart sank. " Ansel my stomach hurts. Can I talk to you tomorrow?" He blew me a kiss but I looked away. I know we had only been dating for a month and a half but why hadn't he told me?
The next day I didn't do anything, it was the weekend and I was still pretty hung up about the whole thing with Ansel. First he gets mad at me for kissing Harry in rehearsal but then I can't stand it when he kissed a girl on the day we met.
