Jordan
I sit on James' abdomen. I really don't know yet why I just did that. I look down into his beautiful hazel eyes. I watch him squirming and I know exactly what to do.
I rest my hands on his chest and start leaning over for a kiss and then I slip my hands down and start tickling him all over. He's laughing so hard right now I think he might pee on himself. He looks up at me and I'm laughing now because he's squirming so much I think I might fall off of him and off the bed.
"Stop" He says laughing and out of breath.
"Why should I?" I ask still continuing to tickle him.
"Because if you stop..." He says half of his sentence and no longer has any more breath from laughing and talking at the same time. I look down at him again and stop for a second.
"If I stop you'll what?" I ask.
"I'll..." He starts his sentence and then suddenly I'm flipped over and he's on top of me in the same position I was.
He starts tickling me and I can't help form laughing.
He's still tickling me and then he stops. I look up at him wondering what had compelled him to stop.
"Are you done now?" He asks.
"No." I say smiling and trying to squirm out of his arms.
"Fine." He says smiling.
"I guess I'll have to resort to some other way to make you stop trying to attack me." He says smiling.
I'm kinda scared for what he has in mind because sometimes JD gets a little crazy.
He gets up and shuts the door and turns on some really soft music.
He better not be doing what I think he's doing.
When we were little he would shut the doors ad turn on really nice music and try making me dance. Let me just tell you something. I can't dance for the life of me! He knows that and because his parents grew up with hispanic parents he knows how to dance more than humanly possible.
"Come here." He says seductively.
"No." I say.
"Oh come on it isn't that bad." He says.
"Yes it is." I say trying to run to the door to get away from him.
He runs up behind me and grabs me with his big muscular arms. He wraps his arms around me and starts rocking side to side with me in his arms. Not even gonna lie when he was trying to get me to dance I wanted to kill him. Like no joke. But then he started swaying and it felt like I was always meant to be in his arms.
He turns me around to face him and I smile.
"See you aren't that bad Daniels." He says smiling at me.
"Not so bad yourself David." I say smiling and laying my head to rest on his chest. He keeps one arm around my waist but one hand reaches up to my head and rubs my head.
I kiss his neck and look up at him and he leans down and kisses me on the lips softly.
I melt inside.
Suddenly JD dips me and he smiles at me and when he pulls me back up he kisses me. The kissing starts to get a little more heated and before I know it we're on my bed and he's on top of me with his beautiful sculpted abs. Suddenly I'm really worried about what might happen next.
"James?" I ask.
"Are you okay? Did I do something wrong?" He asks looking scared.
"No. I just..." I say trailing off.
He rolls off of me and lays next to me on his side like a model. I can't really tell if he's doing that on purpose or if he's juts naturally like that.
"What is it babe?" He asks sounding genuinely concerned.
"It's just I don't know if I'm ready yet." I say looking down at my hands which were placed on my stomach.
"Babe. I already told you I'll wait as long as it takes just for you. I would wait the rest of my life for you Jordan." He says.
I start tearing up.
"Babe? What's wrong?" He asks reaching out to hold me but I pull away from his touch.
"What was that?" He asks.
"What if you don't wanna wait forever for a stupid little virgin?" I ask.
"What if you don't want me if you have to wait too long. Or you don't find me attractive anymore. Or you have sex with someone else because I'm not ready? Or-" He cuts he off.
He kisses me for a long time and then he pulls away.
"God dammit Jordan. I fucking love you. There's no one else for me. I wouldn't have sex with anyone else. You're always beautiful and I could never find you unattractive. I WILL wait for you forever if that's what it takes." He says.
I start crying even harder after his mini speech. He always knows exactly what to say and I guess that's one of the many advantages of growing up and being best friends with the love of my life.
He's so perfect in every way imaginable. I could ever be with anyone other than James and now I know that he feels the same exact way.
"Babe. You have to stop crying. You're working yourself up baby." He says.
"You're right. I'm sorry." I say.
"You don't need to apologize babe." He says.
"I love you." I say.
"I love you more." He says once again making me melt.
We cuddled up with each other and watched Netflix until we fell asleep watching The Fosters for the millionth time. Falling asleep in his arms makes me feel safe and like no one and nothing could ever come between us.
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He Might Be Bad But He's Mine
RomanceAll throughout their childhoods James David (often referred to as JD) was constantly in trouble whether it was with his parents, friends, neighbors, or teachers. Jordan was not always perfect either but was never in nearly as much trouble as JD was;...