Mr. Bad Boy and I

Chapter Eight

Chapter Eight:

Jason's POV;

Having a serious relationship wasn't something I was ever ready to do but with Jessica I wanted to try it. I wanted to become someone worth her, someone who could love her and give her everything she wanted. It wasn't only because she rejected me, but because I noticed the sadness in her eyes. It was because I saw her smile through that - it was her strength. It was the way she replied back, the way she hated being controlled and the way she smiled.

Today was our trip, the past week we'd been normal - a bit distant -but I still hadn't forgotten her facial expression, or the way she asked me to leave the day I asked her to come with me. It didn't hurt, or maybe it did. But I wanted her; she was becoming my need day by day. And I needed it to stop if she didn't care enough. This was my way to check whether she cared or not. It was a childish way, but it was the only way I could check.

I flipped the page of Kite Runner, and sighed as I reached the ending of a chapter. My eyes wandered over the page, my thoughts kept drifting to Jessica. Don't get me wrong, Kite Runner was probably one of the most beautiful stories I had ever touched, but I just couldn't help but think of her. Giving up I kept the book back on the shelf and left the room to join my parents and their parents.

"Where's Jessica, Jason?" my mother asked as she picked up her bag.

"I'm here." Jessica said as she entered the kitchen. She was definitely prepared for camping by her dressing - she looked gorgeous as usual. I didn't go near her; I didn't want the plan for the weekend to get ruined. She played hard to get, so would I.

"Hey dear," my mother gave her a hug as she introduced Mr.&Mrs. Andrew and then she introduced her to Alison, my target for this trip.

"Jason, you and Jessica can come in your car." Mom instructed. "Is that alright with you two?"

Before Jessica could say anything, I replied. "I was thinking Alison could come with us too. She's around our age after all."

Jessica shook her head as she took out her phone, and started texting on it. I wanted to take it from her hand and ask her to give me attention, to look at me and only need me when I was around. But I didn't.

When we sat in the car, Jessica sat in front beside me but I kept my attention away from her - or at least enough to make her seem I didn't give her a second of my attention. She didn't say a word either, I wondered why but then again that was what I was testing.

"So Alison, any boyfriend?" any typical question a guy who was interested in a girl would ask.

I glanced at Jessica to see her facial expression, but she remained calm. Not saying anything, busy typing on her phone... again.

*

We were at the cabin now, assigned rooms. My parents weren't the type to care, but for the sake of being parents - they didn't give us the same room but rather gave Jessica and I joint rooms with single beds. Talk about being smart, a single bed would be enough for anything really.

But the fact that our rooms were joint by a glass window made it even more exciting. I casually asked Alison if she wanted to check out the view from my room while Jessica went for a shower. I kept my hands to myself till I heard Jessica come out of her bathroom and I started to fix Alison's hair. My eyes glued to the glass door, waiting for Jessica to see.

However when Jessica crossed the glass, my hand fell from Alison's face and my mouth hung open. She was in her towel, in front of me - her hair was wrapped around another towel. I was turned on, but I needed to continue with my plan. I saw her look through the glass wall and broke my trance and continued to smile at Alison. Oh god, why was I even bothering with this? Jessica was all I wanted.