Chapter 7- Hang-out Pt.2

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"These waffles are delicious!" I exclaimed, with a full mouth of white chocolate waffles. I scarfed down the last of my waffles. "I knew you would," James said. He took a bite of his sausage, bacon, egg, and cheese wafflewich. "You bout ready to go?" James asked. "Yeah. But I want some to go. I want more waffles. Plus I said I'd bring ben something." I said. "On it, bottomless stomach," James said. I blew a rasberry at him and he chuckled at my childishness A waitress came over. "Will that be all for today?" She asked. She had her blouse two more buttons open then when she come over before. She was no doubt trying to get James' attention. He paid her no mind though. "Uh, can I get two sausage, egg, and cheese wafflewiches, a six stack of red velvet and white chocolate waffles and a six stack of just white chocolate waffles. "James said. "Will that be all?" She asked leaning down a bit. "Yes, Ma'am." He said without looking at her. She frowned and stomped off to the kitchen. "She was totally trying to throw boobs in your face." I sad. "Trying?" He said, disgust evident on his face. "Why didn't you get that? She was hot." I said. "First off, weird." He said, chukling, and I couldnt help but laugh with him. "Second ,Not my type." James said. "What is your type?" I asked. He flushed. The waiter came back with our to go plates. "Ok. Your total is 24.90." The waitress said. I reached for my bag my card but he'd already given her his card before I could even get my wallet out. "I'll pay," I said, ignoring the nasty stank eye the waitress was giving me. "No, I got it." He said, oblivious to the waitress. "You don't have to do that." I said. "That's the thing, just because I don't have to, doesn't mean I wouldn't want to." He said. "Who's paying?" the waitress asked with annoyance obvious in her voice. "I am," James said. The waitress looked at me with an annoyed look that made me want to smack her. "He'll pay." She swiped his card and handed it back to him. "Let's go." He said. I made sure I took his arm in mine when we left out. She looked she so pissed. "You took my arm just to piss her off, didn't you?" He said. "Maybe." I said. "You are something else, Jazz." I said. "You say that like you didn't already know. Didn't you get the memo?" I said, stating my universal motto. He chuckled but didn't let go of my arm.

After a few more restaurants, we went to the mall. The first place we went to was this place called Rachel's. I got three half-shirts, 5 t-shirts, 4 saying shirts, and seven pairs of jeans. James paid and went and put the bags in the car while I found another store. I found this place called K.C's Kicks. I got three pairs of Foamposites, including the glow-in-the-dark Ghostbusters themed ones. I got 5 pairs of Jordans and two pairs of Velveeta's, raspberry pink, and sea glass blue. James got two pairs of Jordans, Some air forces, and the Ghostbusters Faomposits so we could match. I paid. This time I took the bags to the car and James found a store. He took me to this place called Calletś Clothing. I got 5 dresses, this tank and jean short outfit, these cute rainbow jeans and three pairs of slit jeans. we argued on it but I finally let James pay. He took the bags out to the car and I went to find the next place. The place went to was this place called Holy Hoodies. They almost every kind of hoodie in every style you could want it. They even had hoodie pajama sets. I got 4 half hoodies, 6 regular hoodies, and 2 pajama sets. I came to the register and James got up from the stool he'd been watching me model from and came to the register. "You're not getting anything?"I asked. "Nah, I'm good." I said. "No." I said simply. "No?" He said, more of a question than a statement. "No," I said again. "No?" He questioned again. "No." I said. He turned to the cashier who looked confused too. "No" James stated. "No" The cashier echoed. "Nope." I said popping the "p". I grabbed his hand and pulled him back into the back into the rows of racks. "What's your size?" I asked. "I said I'm good." He said. "And I said what's your size?" I asked again. "6 inches." He mumbled. My eyes widened to saucers. " I heard that!" I said. "I meant for you to." He said "I'll tell on you!" I said. I went around and grabbed him by the collar and pulled him down so he was at my so I could the tag. "Ow! Strong little ass!" He growled. I grabbed a couple hoodies his size and handed them to him. "Try them on." I said. "Make me." He said. I spawned a flame in my palm, hiding it with my body. "You sure you want you to do that?" I said. He took them and closed the door. He showed me the first three but after he went back into the dressing room to try on the last one he didn't come back out. "James?"I called. "I don't like it." He said. I went in. "It looks fine," I said. I became suddenly very aware of how close he was to me. "I don't like it." He said. He pulled it off and threw it on the ground. My eyes instinctively went to his bare chest. "I like them. T-the hoodies, I mean." I stuttered. "You're sure that's what you meant? " He asked with a smirk, stepping closer. I stepped only for my back to meet the wall. "I think you see something else you like." He remarked. He closed the space between us in one step. "I...I...I" He kissed me, cutting off my stuttering sentence. His hands cupped either side of my face, pulling me deeper into the kiss. I tangled my hands in his hair as he kissed me gently and fiercly at the same time. He slid his tongue over my lips driving me mad. His toungue begged for entrance to my mouth but I denied. He bite my lip making my gasp and slid his toungue into my mouth. His toungue explored my mouth with sweet caressing motions bringing me to a point where I almost moaned. He ran his toungue along the my lip again. "Is everything alright in there?" The clerk asked outside the door. I looked up him and only noticed then that I'd moaned when he'd licked my lips. My face burned with a blush. "Yes ma'am. Everything is fine." I said. James smirked at me. I grabbed the hoodies and left the dressing room. I paid for his hoodies. He came out and paid for mine and we left, me carrying his hoodies and him carrying mine. "So are we not gonna talk about what happened in there?" James asked. "Nope." I said, popping the "P". I looked at him a he was grinning like a fool. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" I said. "Did you know you taste like chocolate?" I said. I sped up and went ahead of him. He mumbled something but all I heard was something about "A better view". I turned to look at him but I was met by a familiar emerald green pair. My eyesight went tunnel vision mode. I froze. "Jazmin." James said in a concerned tone. "He's here." I said, quietly, But I knew had James heard me. "Your father?" He questioned. I looked at him and nodded. "Come on, lets go." He said, taking my hand and lead me out to the car. I didn't even get all the way to the car before my vision started to blur with tears. Before I could try to push them down, sobs started to rip through me. James dropped the bags and pulled me into him without any hesitation. I wrapped my arms under his armpits, wrapping them up around his shoulder. His hands were wrapped around me tight, one around my waist and one around my back. I nestled my face in his neck and his chin sat on top of my hair. After a minute I stopped but James didn't let me go. "I'm okay." I said. He hesitantly let me go. He wiped my tears with his thumb. I picked up the bags and got in the car. James got in and started up the car. "You're sure your okay?" I asked. "What does he want? Didn't he torture me enough? Having to wear pants and sweatshirts in summer just to hide the scars. Why is he back? Why wasn't that enough? Why did he blame me for her, why did he hate for something I couldn't help. Something I didn't even understand." I said to myself. "What are you talking about?" He asked. "Nothing. Can you just take me home?" I asked, wiping away new tears. "Jaz.." I closed my eyes at him saying my name. I loved the way he said my name. "Please just take me home."was all I said, in barely a whisper. "Okay." He said simply. He pulled out of mall parking lot and started the drive home. I turned my phone on from having it off all day. I had 4 missed calls from ben and a butt load of texts. My phone rang and I turned it back off. "You should have answered. He's worried about you." James said. "I really don't want to deal with him. If I answer I'll have to tell him the dad situation and he'll freak that I didn't tell him in the first place."I said. "You didn't tell him about seeing your father?"James said. "No. And I don't feel like dealing with a lecture. I have a headache and my side hurts and now my jaw...Ben. Ben, Ben. That bastard is hurting Ben." I growled. "What? How do you now?" I said. "My mom bonded us together when we young. I feel everything he feels." I said. I felt something kick me in the chest and the air flew out of me. "Especially pain." I said hoarsely. I held my sides to keep myself from puking. We reached our street and crept up it, searching for any sign of disturbance. But everything looked fine. Too fine. James parked in front of my house. "I'm coming with you ."James said. "No! He has Ben in there and god knows what he'll do if you go in. He wants something with me."I said. I looked up at the porch. "Stay here. Roll down the windows and listen. I might need you." I said. I slipped out of the car, not even bothering to grab my bags out of his car. "Jazmin!" James called after me. "Call me if you need me."He said. "I won't need to, I'll be fine."I said, though I worried my facial expression of terminal fear didn't convince him. "I'll be fine." I said with a forced smile. "I'll be fine."I said, once again, not believing that myself. 

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