Chapter Eight: He has abs?!

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Maya's Pov

Andrea had just stood up to go kiss Jc. She had been missing him so much. But they kissed for so long, that I would never be able to do that. But then I notice someone coming along the corner. He looked very familiar. I couldn't see his face because he was looking the other way. He was very tall, dark brown hair and he was fit. I bet he had abs. (😁)He turned my way but I looked down because that when I noticed it was Jordan. I was also wearing his sweater so he wouldn't be able to miss it. I looked back at Andrea and of course they were still making out in the middle of the mall. Andrea would do that because of how much she likes this guy. But when I look back at Jordan I noticed he had been staring at me the whole time. His face turns bright red and I start to blush. He started to come up to me and sat in front of me. He his lip showing me he was really nervous and didn't know what to say to me but, I think anything that he would say would be perfect enough. " I noticed you were wearing my sweater. Is there a reason why?" I really had no idea why I was wearing it. Probably since he said I looked good in it I have been feeling comfterbale with it." I don't know. Do you want it back?" That's when I noticed that he was wearing a shirt where you can kinda see his abs through it. WHY DOES HE TEASE ME LIKE THIS!? I could see his six-pack more clearly the more I would look. I snap out of it once I realize he lifted up my chin and said " Are you okay? Do you want......."Why is he so hot sometimes when he least tries to be? I mean really how does he manage to do that. I bet girls fall all over him all the time.

~Andreas Pov~

Jc had ran up to me as fast as he could. "Are you okay babe?" He noticed I had been crying ever since I saw him. " I thought you were hit by a car yesterday! And you never called me! You always do." " I really wanted to call you as much as I always did but my parents made me go to sleep right after and took my phone away. They don't want me to see you anymore." I have a face of shock like I never have before. WHAT?! " But I refuse to never see you again. I love you and nothing is gonna stop me from doing that. Not even my own parents." He leans in to kiss me. I kiss him like I have no tomorrow. We do make out. But this time it right in the middle of the mall and I really do give a damn. If people don't like that then byee. "I want to take you out tonight, we can go anywhere you want to, and if you want to invite Amaya I get it." He was so understanding. "I do want to invite her but I think she has something better to do." That's when we both turned to see Amaya talking to Jordan. Aww, I can tell she was nervous because she was blushing.

" I know where we should go, we should go to...."

~Amaya's Pov~

"Do you want to get out of here and go somewhere else, somewhere more private.... only if you want to" I thought about it and I actually did. I think spending my time with him was fun. " Yea I do, we can go to my house, and nobody is there so we are fine..." I was trying to hint somewhat but I hope it didn't work. We walk there talking. " So about yesterday, I noticed you were kissing Layla, for a long while. Do you still like her?" I knew the answer, I didn't."No I don't"

" Then who is the lucky guy you are crushing on?" I try to throw him off. " What if it's a girl?... just kidding." We both laugh at my joke. He keeps talking about school and sports and I try to look interested but I get mesmerized by how good he looks when he is talking so passionately. We get home, and I let him in. " Do you want something to drink ?" "Yea sure anything." I get us both juice but for me I out a straw. " place it on the table but somehow he spills it all over himself. " Oh crap!" It's all over his shirt now, it's white so now I can see his six pack in all it's glory. I mean I would get to see them for real if he would take his shirt off. " Do want to borrow my brothers shirt, or I can give you your sweater back." "Yea sure" I take off his sweeter. But then I realize. "My shirts stuck to my sweater isn't it." " Yea, ah do you want help with that?" " yea I would" I give it to him. " Do you have a bathroom I can change in."

" You can just change here, I'll look away" He takes.......

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