Right In Front Of You✔️

21. Are you jealous?

"You sure you're not madly in love with the boy?" Liv whispers mockingly in my ear. "Yes," I tell her. "Then why are you staring at him with jealousy in your eyes right now?" I turn my head towards her in annoyance. 

"I'm not," I respond while I turn my head towards the boys. 

To fill you in, today we decided it was nice weather to go to the beach. It has been two days since our bowling adventure, which makes it a Sunday. I still haven't figured out what the hell is going on with me and my feelings for Jay, but we spend all day together yesterday. 

Just the two of us, not anybody else.

My senses went haywire most of the time. Jay was undeniably close to me the whole time. Holding my hand, getting a strand of hair out of my face and tickling me whenever he could. It didn't help my confusion towards my connection with Jay, but it wasn't unpleasant either. 

The feeling I have right now, however, is very unpleasant. Jay is in his swim trunk without a shirt, which is not terrible to look at. 

The girl that is fawning over him, however, is not a pleasant sight. She's forcing herself on him way too much. The worst thing is that Jay doesn't seem to mind. He has a wide smirk on his face while he eyes her shamelessly. 

"You're jealous," Liv points out. "Of who? That no-good, boob-job, daddy's-got-money bitch? Why would I be jealous of her?" I spat out. 

"You are so jealous." I roll my eyes at my best friend while I still can't turn my eyes away from the couple. "By the way, your daddy got money too." Again I roll my eyes at her. "So does yours, but we are not all that spoiled," I point out for her. 

"When are you going to admit you have feelings for Jay?" This question makes my head turn away from the happy couple. "Don't say you don't have any feelings for him. I can see the way you look at him," Liv scolds me. 

"How do I know?" Liv raises her eyebrows. "What do you feel when he's around you?" I raise my eyebrows at her question but don't ignore the question. 

"Like all my senses are heightened," I tell her. "When he touches me, accidental or not, all these tingles erupt at the place he touches me. When he smiles at me, it feels like someone released a jar of butterflies within me," I say staring off into the distance. I turn my head towards my best friend after I hear her squeal. 

"When I see him with a girl like right now, I wish I was her. I wish he would hold me like that. The other day when I wanted to kiss him on his cheek, I kissed him on the side of his mouth. I was embarrassed, but not why you might think I would be. I wasn't embarrassed because that happened, but because I wanted to actually kiss him. I wanted our lips to actually touch, not just mine on the corner of his." Liv squeals even louder. 

"You are so in love with him!" She exclaims. Heat rushes to my cheeks. "Am not!" I argue with her. 

"Kai, you're always the one reading sappy love stories. You always describe the love you want. The love your parents share. The one you read about in the books. All these things you just described you feel about Jay, is exactly what you always describe you want. How can you have such a clear image of love, but not recognize it when it stands right in front of you?" Liv scolds me. 

"Besides you are jealous of the girls who get what you want," she adds folding her arms over her chest. 

"I'm not jealous. He just shouldn't be hanging around with those fake-ass bitches," I point out, but my mouth turns into a perfectly shaped 'O' when I realize how jealous that sounds. I turn my head towards Liv and she raises her eyebrows as if she's saying: 'I told you so'