DIFFERENT [BWWM]✔

Chapter 30

"And who's this beauty you have with you son?" Carla, Jason's mother asks when she sees me after talking to her son. Jason said he didn't see me in school today so we should come and hang out at his.

He has a very beautiful mother, shoulder level blonde hair, brown eyes that compliments her looks, short and slim curvy woman. Definitely a beauty!

"Just a friend mom" he says, shrugging it off.

I don't know why, but the moment he says that, I feel like my heart has been ripped out of my chest.

"Well then welcome honey, you can go up to Jason's room, third door to hour right, fourth floor. He'll bring the snacks" she says. I thank her and make my way to the room immediately as I give a once over to the beautiful mansion. I've been here once, when I came for the party, but I never felt the homely aura and never saw the beauty, I guess large and wild parties never reveal the beauty of a home. I enter his room and though my heart hurts, I can't help but admire his room with the grey and white black theme walls and blue bedsheets, a complete contrast, but still a safe home. My safe home. No matter how much it hurts. I know I said I didn't really mind what we are but he just friend-zoned me.

But isn't that what you are? Friends?

My subconscious questions.

Maybe? But don't the kisses mean anything to him. I mean friends don't kiss do they? I am just one of his random flings? Is he waiting to just sleep with me? At least he could have introduced me as his bestfriend.

Just a friend...

Damn! That hurt.

"I can already hear the wheels turning in your head. What are you thinking about?" He asks softly

"Nothing" I mutter

"When a girl says nothing, it's definitely something" he says as he sets the snacks on the center table he has in his room.

How much more does he know about girls?

"Dakota" he calls, snapping me out of my thoughts.

He must have been trying to catch my attention by mentioning my full name. It sounds rare coming from him, but I like the way it rolls off his tongue.

"Hey hey what is wrong?" He asks, wiping a tear. I didn't know I was crying, it hurts so much.

Oh heck! Now I'm overreacting and being pathetic.

"Don't touch me, please" I mumble

"I don't see where this is coming fr-"

"Even I didn't see where that came from, just a friend, nothing more right, I can't believe I was so stupid, I allowed you to play with my feelings, but not anymore, because I don't look like any one of your flings"

"Oh"

Is that all he says? Oh?

"I'm sorry, I didn't know that was the problem, I said that to my mom cause she said I'm always bringing a different girl home, and I never introduce them, so she thought you're one of you know..." he trails off

"But you definitely mean more to me, more than kisses, you've always been the girl I admired from afar, and I still do, I've always liked you, more than you know cupcake, and those kisses mean everything to me, I've never craved for someone lips to be on mine this much, I've never craved the touch of someone lips this much, I've never wanted to taste sweet lips this much, I definitely love your kisses cupcake" and with that, his lips are on mine.

Our tongues mingling, our moan filling the room, I should think about his mom, but at this moment I don't care because damn can he kiss a girl.

"And that's how much I crave you, and so much more Kenna" he says when we both pull away, gasping for oxygen

"Kenna?"

"I love your middle name, McKenna, too long, so I decided to call you Kenna" he says and I chuckle

"Go on a date with me tomorrow? Is a weekend" he says and I just stare at him

"Of course" I say and lunge myself unto him, squeezing him in a bear hug as his chuckles fills my ears like music

Finally, is time to move on