It's been three days since Jake kissed me and I can't stop thinking about it. I decide to ring him.
"Hi you have reached Jakes phone, please leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as possible." I hate these things. *beep*. "uh, hi Jake, Its Tommy Parkinson. I was just wandering if you wanted to meet up for lunch. give me a call back when you get this. bye." Tilly and Tabby are out walking around London and I'm stuck Jere waiting for Jake to call me back. I never thought he would go for someone like me. *beep beep* "hi, just got your message, I'm at the London arms if you want to come and meet me. xx" from Jake.
as soon as I get the text I Jump up and pull a hoodie on and text back saying I'll be there at 12:15. I look in the mirror and jump back. No! not that hoodie! I realise I put my Jake Bugg hoodie on. I don't want to act desperate. I completely change my look and go for smart casual. I never cared about what I wore until today. I look in the mirror again and look like I'm off made in Chelsea. that's good enough. I get in the car and drive.
I arrive at half past and walk inside expecting he's lost patience and left. But as soon as I walk in I see him sitting in the corner on his phone. I light up at the sight of him. he's just gorgeous. I walk up to him and he turns his head "hey! you alright?" He gets up and kisses my cheek. "yeah I'm good thanks, sorry I took so long... I'm staying quite a long way a way from here."
we sat down and he ordered a coffee and a cup of earl grey tea for me. "how do you know I love earl grey?!"
"one of your interviews." he says casually, like he does this everyday.
"so are you currently dating?" I say regretting every word. why the fuck did I say that?
"no. you" I reply with no, "good" he smirks.
When the drinks come we start to talk more about who we are other than music and I realise the kind and caring side of Jake you don't see in the photo shoots.
"no, the last time I dated was, ugh well, Cara" Jake says and instantly looks down at his lap. I blush, I totally forgot Jake went out with Cara Delevingne and feel like a fool. why would he want to see some one like me when he's capable if seeing a super model. The atmosphere grows tense so I take a sip of my tea.
"when did you last have a boyfriend" Jake asks, bringing back the conversation.
"well... Let me think. my last proper relationship was when I was 14 with Calum..." I say. Feeling sad and trailing into a trance.
"you were 14 when you had your first proper boyfriend! that's five years ago!" Jake says, shocked.
"yeah well it wasn't my fault. I didn't want to be in that relationship bit I had to. he was my only friend when I moved to Liverpool from Cornwall and... sorry."
I snap at him without noticing. I grew up in Cornwall but when, it, happened my dad and I moved to Liverpool for a promotion. There I was dragged into a relationship with a guy that was three years older than me.
I feel myself welling up and then Jake holds my chin up and tells asks me how old I was. when Mum died, and my when my brother Kenny died.
"Kenny died on Jan the 3rd 2008 and mum died a month later" I snap, "I don't want to talk about it."
"no of course you don't" Jake smiles.
an hour has passed when Jake says he wants to meet up again.
"so I need to get going now but I'll see you later. yeah?"
"yeah, its been great" I say as Jake walks me out of the pub. we get put the door and a range our next meeting. He flirts with me and wishes me goodbye. I walk if as he lights a fag. "Wait! Its your turn to give me a kiss! aren't you going to?" he laughs.
without thinking I speed back and giggle "of course" and kiss him for about twelve seconds. I laugh and get back to my car.
