Andys POV
I woke up on something hard, yet comfortable and soft. I lifted my head to see I was laying on Jakes chest. I laid my head back down and started to draw patterns on his stomach.
I felt his hand touch mine, "That tickles." his voice was deep, and hoarse from sleep, and in my opinion very sexy. I seriously think I'm falling for this guy. But I don't know how or why, but at this point I was done trying to figure things out. It gets hard after awhile.
"Oh, sorry I didn't mean to wake you." I apologized. He smiled, his eyes still closed, "Its ok. I have to get up sometime. What time is it anyway?" he asked. I looked over at my dock on my desk. "Its 10:30. I have to get up, and go to the gym." I said getting out of bed.
I went to my dresser and got out a purple sports bra, and blue and purple zebra print compression shorts. I looked over at my bed and saw that Jake was still laying there eyes closed. I rolled my eyes at him and announced, "Im going to take a quick shower." and I walked into my bathroom.
After taking a 10 minute shower, I got dressed in my sports bra and shorts and remembered that I didn't grab a shirt to wear over top of the bra. So I walked back into my room and went to my closet to grab a t-shirt. I chose one that had the sleeves cut off, an the cut was down to my waist so you could see my stomach when you looked at me from the side.
I looked at my bed again, and saw Jake sitting on the edge of it, watching me. I raised an eyebrow at him, " What are you looking at?" I asked.
He smirked and came closer to me. He stood infront of me and put a piece of loose hair behind my ear. "Im looking at you, that's what." he paused, and added, "I love your hair. It's so long, and soft." I smiled. My hair was really long. It was down to the end of my waist.
Jake took in a breath, like he wanted to say something but he thought I would kill him. "What?" I asked. He looked away from me, but I put my hand on his cheek and he looked at me again, "What, Jake?"
He took another breath, "Andy, I really like you. A lot. And I know that we have our differences, an we have pulled a lot of crap on eachother, but I want you to be my girlfriend. I haven't really had many girlfriends over the years. Pretty much every girl I have been with have been one night stands. But I don't want that now. I want to be with you." he looked into my eyes, and I knew that he wasn't kidding.
I didn't trust guys. Okay, yeah sure. I told Jake about my life before I moved here, but I didn't trust guys this way. Ever since.... I tried not to get to attached to people because I knew that someday I would move again. Could I do this? SHOULD I do this? Could I trust Jake to not break my heart?
I starred into his eyes. "Jake, you don't want me. You just think you do. I'm not like the girls you hang around with. I'm not fabulous, and I'm not on the cheerleading squad-" he cut me off, "Andy. Is it so hard to believe that someone can acually care about you? That someone can love you the way you are? I don't want those slutty girls from the cheerleading squad or anybody else for that matter. I want you! You, and only you. I don't want anyone else. I know, that I want you." his eyes pleaded with mine.
"Yes it is hard to think that people acually care about me. You want to know why? Because to other people, I am just a screwed up delinquent foster kid, who has no potential for anything in life! That's what everybody sees in me. So yes, Its hard for me to believe that you care, because nobody ever has." I had tears in my eyes but I didn't let them fall.
"Well, then people don't know what there missing, and they also don't know why you are the way that you are. But Andy, will you please believe me when I say that I care? Please?" he was begging now. He must really like me to be begging.
"You really like me don't you?" I stated, mostly to myself. "Yes I do Andy. So will you go out with me?" I didn't have to think about it this time. "Yes. I'll go out with you." I still wasn't really quite sure how I felt about Jake so I wanted to take it slow.
"Jake why don't we go on a date first. Just to see how we really feel about eachother. You know? Because I'm not really sure how I feel about you just yet. Is that okay?" I asked, hoping that I didn't hurt his feelings.
He nodded in agreement, "Yeah that's a good idea. So is tonight okay?"
Tonight??? Totally last minute? Uh, yeah! "Yeah. Tonight is fine. Where are you taking me, and what should I wear?" I asked. I haven't really been on a date before. Sad, I know. My last boyfriend was more of a 'let's just sit here and makeout' type of guy.
Jake smiled, "How about a movie, and dessert afterward? I'll take you to Dairy Queen." he said suggestivly. My eyes lit up. I LOVED Dairy Queen. "Yeah! I love Dairy Queen. Okay well tonight it is. Now I'm going to go workout. I've been standing here talking to you for 25 minutes. Are you coming or are you going home?" I asked.
"Well my parents already left. So I guess I'll have to walk home." he replied. I smiled, "I could give you a ride if you want. I have an extra helmet. It's like mine only it's plain black, so you won't look like a girl."
His eyes went wide with excitment. "I can ride with you on your bike? Really?" he said it like it was the best thing that ever happend to him. I rolled my eyes, "Yes, you can acually ride on my bike with me. But if you keep this up I'm going to dump you on the side of the road." I smiled an inocent smile.
"Well it looks like the old Andy is back." Jake pointed out. I rolled my eyes, "You know, if you keep rolling your eyes, someday they'll get stuck." I gave him the bird this time, and walked out of my room with my sling bag over my shoulder. I heard Jake chuckle behind me.
I then remebered that I left my gun and extra helmet in my room, "Hold on. I forgot something." I ran back into my room grabbed the helmet and my gun. I made sure it was loaded, and it was. I checked to see if the safety was on, and it was. I put it in my sling bag and walked out of my room, with the helmet underneith my arm.
I walked outside to my bike and saw Jake standing near t with his arms crossed. He looked at me and uncrossed his arms when I tossed him the helmet. I got on the bike and said, "Get on, and wrap you arms around my waist." he did and I turned the key and stepped on the gas and we were off.
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