"Nice Nails, pretty boy" Andrew joked, and I blushed looking down. That one's my fault. "How about that accent, Cowboy" Jason shot back. "Stop it! Both of you!" I yelled.
" Awe baby, don't worry. I can handle this Ken Doll" he told me, and I scoffed at him, debating about spitting on his boots. Where I'm from, that's like trashing someone's car.
"You can sure try, but don't you want to get your lasso first?" Jason answered menacingly. "Would you stop!" I practically screamed, and they both shut up for a moment. "Andrew, why did you really come back here? Because I don't think it was just to start shit with my... Boyfriend." Oh crap. I hesitated.
I swear Andrews eyes lit up with that. " I really just came down to see ya Jess. We all miss ya up at home, especially your folks." He replied " I also missed you quite a bit" he whispered in my ear and I couldn't help but blush. I hugged him tight, remembering those days we spent together.
I looked over at Jason and his eyes were blazing with anger, and possibly jealously. I pushed off Andrew, and apologized for the way things happened. "It's alright, but I have no where to stay tonight. Is it okay if I stay with you?" he cooed, and Jason slammed the door as he walked out.
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That Guy Next Door
Teen FictionI'm not the hopeless romantic, that falls in love within the first 10 seconds of meeting a guy. And let's be honest, in this situation, it started out like almost all the rest... A guy who's full of himself, and probably polishes the mirrors of his...
