Chapter 21

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JAYS POV

This had seriously been all too easy, just as every time. She was almost worth all the trouble. Don’t get me wrong, she’s a nice person and all, but I still am who I am and will do what I do. But then again, I want to help her to; I don’t just want to go to ignoring her like I do to every girl. I can tell she cares about me and to some extent I’m the same, but I can’t lost my reputation for a girl who I feel nothing more than being a good friend to.

Maybe we can be friends…if we did, no one could know, it would ruin everything that I’ve built up for who I am.

No, I can’t let some girl with problems get in the way of life for me. There are plenty of more screwed up, nice chicks out there.

I sighed, coming to the decision that I didn’t particularly want to make.

VALS POV

I sighed, wrapping a towel around me, I had made a decision that I didn’t really want to think about.

I walked out, throwing on my same clothes that I had on before. I slowly left the bathroom, leaving the thick haze of steam seemed to bring back the dread of deciding what I wanted to do.

Jay was lying on my bed, arms behind his head, his shirt riding up his toned stomach ever so slightly. This just made my decision harder and clouded with lust. I walked to the bed, sitting down while he watched my every movement, he could read in my face that I was going to say something important.

“I have something to say…”I said slowly and looked at him with cautious eyes.

“Yes?” he asked back just as cautious.

“I’ve come to a conclusion…about…us…” I trailed off. He raised his eyebrows and waited for me to continue. I just sat there biting my lip, I didn’t know what to say and I could feel the blood rushing to my cheeks.

“Anytime your ready, sweetheart. I haven’t got all day.”

I just had to blurt it out and hope for the best, “I think that we should be together…like I know we fucked and all but I don’t want that to be all between us. Not that I don’t want to do it again because I do but I just think maybe we should make it official or something. If you don’t want to that’s cool but I like you and I was thinking about it in the shower and…not like that, I wasn’t in the shower thinking of you but I was just thinking that…” I started to ramble on and felt my face go a bright crimson as more word vomit came out of my mouth, embarrassing my further.

Shit.

JAYS PROV

Shit.

This ultimately sucks. I don’t want to hurt her and now she just said this and is rambling on about god knows what. Guess there’s no harm in taking one more go of her? I mean, it’s what I’m known for anyway…

VALS PROV

He sat up and put his hand over my mouth to shut me up from saying anything else stupid. He chuckled and shook his head, moving his hand from my mouth to the back of my head to pull my lips to his.

I think that’s a yes?

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We both lay in my bed, breathing heavily. I knew he was most likely not going to keep his word but honestly, at this point, I was too relaxed to care about much or think about things that would bring me down.

“How you feeling now?” Jay asked, raising his eyebrows suggestively. I obviously rolled my for the fact that I knew he would be just as cheeky as always.

“Eh, not too bad…” I said smirking, trying to avoid his eyes.

“Damn right your not too bad,” he said grabbing hold of my waist and pulling me closer to him. “I mean I though, are you okay?”

He sounded generally concerned and I knew he was, I finally broke him out of his old habit, even from despising him when I first met him. I know that it took a while to do and I hurt people on the way but finally Jay wasn’t the bad boy that he was known to me. At least to me, I know he’d be good to me like he was. Nothing like the boys…well…from back then.

“Jay?” I asked cautiously, I knew what I wanted to say, no one knew about what happened at that party except him. I trusted him completely…I loved him. He made some half-hearted groaning noise to answer me, “I love you…” I trailed off, each word getting more distant and quiet as I said them.

“Love you too, Angel.” He replied. I nestled into his chest, completely content with myself.

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