Broken

Broken- Chapter seventy

I knocked on Sean's door and but my lip as I waited for him to come out. I heard shuffling behind the door until he opened it.

His hair was messy and his eyes were red and puffy, as if he were crying. I stuttered a bit before asking, "Can we talk?"

I saw him staring at my neck and when I looked in the hall mirror, I had like three hickeys on my neck. I blushed and looked down at my shoes.

"I saw you and Zack," he cleared his throat, "you left the door open."

"You shouldn't care thought. Because you broke up with me."

He looked up before rubbing his face. "It was a mistake."

He took my hand in his and looked into my eyes, "I was just tired of you always bringing him up. And you always blamed me. You always started an argument. But I put up with it because I cared about you. Almost loosing you made me want to distance myself before I get hurt...or even you. We live a dangerous life and either one of us can die at any given moment.

"Don't day that."

"You know that's the truth," he took a step closer to me and I intertwined my other hand with his. I looked at our hands before looking back up at him.

"I'm sorry," I whispered. My eyes teared up and as it fell down my cheeks he wiped them with his thumb. "I was just afraid."

"Of what?"

"I never felt this way with anyone except Andrew. I didn't want to admit my true feelings for you so I pushed it aside. I didn't want to get hurt again."

He leaned in to kiss me and as our lips brushed together, I said, "I love you."

He connected our lips and we kissed. But it wasn't steamy hot kiss. No. It was a passionate love filled kiss. When he pulled away, he was smiling like a goofball. But he was my goofball.

"I love you too."

I smiled and kissed him one last time. "Will you be my boyfriend?"

He laughed and shook his head, "Yes. Of course. Can I take you out on a date?" He player my my hands in his, "A real date."

I smiled, "OF COURSE!"

"Let's go," he took my hand and pulled me towards the direction of the door. I rooted my feet to the ground and gave him a blank stare.

"Now?"

He shook his head eagerly, "Yes!"

"It's midnight!"

"I don't care babe," he kissed my nose and I laughed as we walked towards the door.

I felt kind of bad though, considering I had Zack's hickey covering my neck and I knew it bothered him. And if it did, he didn't show it.

He blindfolded me because he said he wanted to surprise me.

"Tell me what you want what you really really want. I'll tell you want I want what I really really want. I wanna I wanna-"

"Sean shut up!" I held my stomach because he was singing in a high pitched voice and it sounded TERRIBLE.

He put his hand on my thigh and I put my hand over his, "I love you so much. So so so so much. So much!"

I smiled knowing I was finally being open with my feelings toward him. I felt something wet on my nose and I scrunched it up. "What the hell was that? Did you lick my nose?"

"Yup. I'm allowed to do that...you're mine."

"Yeah I am."

He continued singing with his horrible voice and I just laughed. Finally the car stopped and I quickly took off my seatbelt, bouncing excitedly. "Yayayayay! We're here!"

He laughed and soon after I felt his lips on mine. He pulled away after a while and took off my blindfold. We were at a bowling alley.

"How is this open at one in the morning?"

"It's twenty four seven dummy."

I rolled my eyes and playfully hit his chest. He was the only one where I actually acted like...Jessie. I was genuinely happy again and I didn't feel the need to act tough.

We walked hand in hand towards the building and cold air embraced me. "Holy shit it's cold as fuck."

"Oh well," he smirked at me and walked away.

"Dumb bitch," I rolled my eyes at him and he laughed.

"I brought your sweater for you since you didn't know we were gonna be here."

"But," I pouted, "I want yours."

"Why?"

"Because it smells like you. And it's cute."

"Wow that's a real dumb reason."

"Never question a girl's logic."

"But I would be cold," he whined.

I put my hand over his face and pushed him, "Fine. Keep it."

He put his arm around my waist and we went to get our bowling shoes.

"Omg stop!" He kept getting strikes but my ball just went in the gutter. I was lucky if I hit one pin down.

"It's not my fault you're a looser," he laughed at me and I rolled my eyes.

He came and stood behind me and wrapped his arms around me and held my hands while I held the ball. He bent my legs and put me in the proper stance then he took my right hand and help me to roll the ball.

"Oh my gosh I knocked all the balls down!" I jumped up and down and I turned around and jumped and kissed him. He held me up by my waist and my arms wrapped around his neck.

It was perfect.