chapter cinco- questions

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"i, uh" YES! SAY YES JESSICA! damnit, why do i have to be so shy?! "yes" i mumbled, so he could barely hear it. His face lit up like a Christmas tree, "really?" he asked me excitedly, "you seriously want me to go bright red? Your doing this on purpose jeffy" i giggled. I swear i closed my eyes for a second, and the next thing i saw was his face, 5mm from mine, his eyes sparkling, he kissed me on the lips and picked me up, spun me around, and said "jess you really have to stop distracting me like this, we need to get to work" me? Distracting him? He's got to be kidding.

It's kinda weird how things can change so quickly. I mean, an hour ago, i didn't know who he was, and now we're in the studio, we've kissed twice, we basically told each other our newfound feelings for each other. I dont even know his favourite pizza topping!

after about an hour of singing and editing, our song was almost finished. We played it back once more, hmm, it's good, but i dont think it quite has that...wow(?) to it. I thought about what was missing, "HARMONY!" jeffy looked at me confused, "what?" he asked, "we need another harmony, one in a place there isn't usually a harmony, hmm," there was a look of understanding in his face as we both thought of where to add the harmony, it has to be perfect. "got it!" he shouted, and started messing around with the fiddly buttons and slides. He pressed play and we listened, it's perfect, exactly what we needed. "it's perfect" we both said in sync, "haha, that's weird" we both said again, and burst out laughing

"hey jess, we may have only known each other for an hour, but i feel like we have a real connection between us, so uhm, what do you think about a date, tonight, at seven thirty?" what? Noone has ever asked me out on a date before, gosh, this guy is such a thief! First kiss, first duet/collab, and now first date? Wow. "sure" i smiled, that was more confident than u expected, "I'd love to jeffy" i said, quieter this time. He smiled and sat on the swirly chair. Patting his lap, i went and sat on his knee, now i feel fat, what if i am fat? What if I'm too fat? Oh well, i didn't have time to think about all of that, because he started whirling around and around on the chair, both of us laughing hysterically,

"what are you two doing?" asked a thick, deep British accent...

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