At the cafe he won't stop staring at me. I just finished my few hours of online school not too long ago and applying for extra hours. I work at Target and you know it gets boring but like bills. Actually I don't remember seeing the last one.
"Whatcha doing now" he says staring at me.
I finally look up at him and say "signing up for extra hours at work" I say kind of excited it was almost the 4th of July and they always had a parade which usually passed by Target. It was fun because Susan, this lovely older lady, and I would go on our break to see the parade with some popcorn. She was my only friend at work, who I enjoyed she wasn't the typical women. She had crazy tattoos, due to dares, and would joke about people my age saying it wasn't as "lit" as her time. I love her and she's honestly adorable.
"Why sign up for hours when you got me" he says arms crosses grinning like a manic. Man can he be a little extra sometimes
"You don't even have a job and leave for like 20 minutes each day" I say matter of factly. I watch him take naps and when we cuddle I haven't felt him leave, or so I believe. Point is bitch doesn't move all day.
"But do I is the question" he said smirking this time.
"You don't leave the house, it's creepy" I say logging out of my account as I see him stare out the window intensely.
"Jack what's wrong" I say trying to look for what he's looking at out the window. "Nothing, just a bad feeling" he says then walks out.
"Ugh wait" I hurry to put away my computer and put 5.70 chase after Jack.
"If we take the bus it won't be here for another 15 minutes, we should just start walking" I say as he's already grabbing my hand walking fast as I stumble to catch up.
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As soon as we make it home he's still looking out the window and managed to keep me calm although the situation seems more than a bad feeling. I just hope he's not getting us killed.
As soon as I unlock the door, and refrain from locking it after, I go straight for the couch. I take off my shoes and hug my knees to my chest as Jack immediately locks the door behind us. Cautiously looking out the peep hole and then quickly stalks to the window looking outside with the same suspicious look.
"Did you notice anything strange at the cafe?" he asks. "Besides your attitude, no." I say putting much emphasis on attitude. "What attitude," he says finally looking at me, "I've been normal this whole time just stop, asking questions doll." He says going back to the window. "You never call me doll and you've been looking out the window like a crazy person all day. Excuse me if I am I don't know, worried". I say stubbornly, eye brows furrowed, waiting for his reaction.
"Maybe I like the scenery," he tilts his head down a little to get a more clear look at my face. "Sure beats look at you, haha" now he's smirking and leans over with his hands in his knees looking at me eye level. "Whatever dickhead" I say rolling my eyes falling back on the couch.
"Oh wait you hear that" he says actually panicked the most emotion he's expressed today. "What what, what" I say getting back up from little break and little worried myself.
"Listen"
We stood there for a couple of seconds. I was trying to steady my breathe trying to listen to the environment more, even closing my eyes.
'What if it's the guy who was beating him up in the alley? Maybe he's back with a bigger weapon to take us both out now? Maybe he's come with a gang of people? Maybe it's the UPS guy and he's just being noisy'.
So many things filled my head as I didn't even realize Jack was much closer to me than before. I only realized it as soon as I felt his cool breathe and quickly opened my eyes. Our noses almost touching and he's still in the same position as before, bent over with his hands on his knees.
"I hear a tickle fight coming on" he says moving fast but not fast enough to tickle me. But I caught his wrists in time smirking. "You think you're stronger?". "I don't think, I know" I say cockily. "Okay how shot" he says now kicking off his shoes and climbing on top the couch and then my hips. I'm still sitting up with my smirk unaltered.
"Are you still stronger?" This time I think it was more about strength, maybe the urge to have him. But he wasn't gonna make me putty in his hands this easily. "Yeah. Why are you worried I might hurt the little baby".
He breaks free of my hands now pushing me backward with a push of a finger on my shoulder. "Ouch babygirl, that stung a little bit" his lips just barely brushing over mine. He then intertwined both of our hands moving them above my head. "I might just have to see how long you hold out."
He then put both my hands in his own and used the other to tickle me. "Ohh come big girl where's all that spice gone" he said letting u to see the mess he's made of me. Hair a mess, shirt more than slightly out of place, more than a little out breathe. Yet he thought you were a sight to see, his sight to see.
"Oh look how you've come undone under me and under a matter of seconds darling. Isn't that just lovely?". "Yeah yeah you won't see me like this again," struggling to release from his hold it seems it'll happen again in the next few seconds. Grabbing my chin he says "Yeah we'll see about that".
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