Anna's pov
After kissing Jordan last night, I just stayed up all night thinking about it. Then came when he woke me up. "You're already awake," he says. I nod. Jordan sits next to me. "I know why you're acting a little different. That kiss affected you, didn't it?" he asks.
I nod and suddenly feel this strange urge. Shit! I got this feeling the same night I killed Megan! "Jordan, you need to leave the room," I say. Jordan shakes his head. "No," he says. I stand and walk to my closet. I pull out a Hollywood Undead tank top, some Jean shorts (so short the pockets show) and my black converse. I walk into my bathroom. "Then I will," I yell. I quickly get dressed and do my make-up. I then put my hair into a loose braid. I walk out. Jordan was still sitting on my bed. He looks at me. "Bye," I say, walking out of my room. I run down the stairs and out the door before Jordan could catch me. "Good," I say to myself. I decided that going for a walk was a bad choice.
I decide to just sit inside the car. Yeah I know. Why sit in the car when it's not going anywhere? Well I just need to get away from Jordan. The slight urge I had starts fading away. I turn on Lovestruck by BOTDF.
"You are my everything.
You taught me how to sing.
You took a chance on me.
Opened my heart to see.
You have the golden key
that simply sets me free.
You are mmy only hope.
The one I need the most.
You are my light and dark.
The ever shining spark."
I'm just so inlove with that part. Mostly because.....oh my god...how could I have been so blinded by this! It's how I feel about Jordan!
(@ErzaWalker, here's when you can scream about Jordanna)
I stop the song and run inside. I run up to my room knowing Jordan would probably still be there. Nope. I check his room. Nada. I check the bathroom. Still, no. I check the kitchen. How many Nos are there? I check all upstairs and down. Where is he? I suddenly hear some singing coming from the basement. (NOT THE BASEMENT!! lol) I open the door and run down the stairs. Jordan was sitting there writing a song I guess. He notices me. "I thought you-" I shut him up by kidding him. He kisses back.
Yes, weird as it sounds, a 15 year old kissed a 24 year old. I love him.
