(JANTHONY) And They Were Roommates...

Dinner pt. 1

The kiss started softly and sooner enough became passionate, and then sloppy making out.

We were now on the bench outside on the roof, Ant slowly leaning on top of me, his curls hanging down like a frame over his face. We pulled apart for a bit. I reached out and touched one, and just started toying with it for a while. Till I saw Ant staring at me with such loving eyes. I kissed him just as sloppily and passionately as before. Only this time I crawled on him, straddling his waist. If anyone saw this, I would freak out so badly. Did I lock the door? What if people are looking for us? What time is it even?

I ended up with my hands at the hem of his shirt, my hands traveling under it as his hands traveled between my waist and hips. Now we were just pushing our limits. Yeah ya think!!

Anthony's shirt was halfway up while I was straddling him while sitting in his lap making out, this wasn't the greatest moment for someone to walk onto the fucking roof.

We quickly pushed each other away when we heard the door close behind him. We didn't even know how long he was standing there. His mouth hanging open, he casually yelled down the stairs to get to the roof, "yeah, they're up here"

***
Why has so many things been happening between us, for one we don't kiss like were a couple, usually anyway. And two, "loving eyes", what's that even supposed to mean. UgHhHH. I let out and audible groan as the guy left and went back downstairs. Anthony got up from the bench. I sat on the floor with my head in my hands. Anthony sat down on the ground in front of me, taking my hands from my face.

"Its okay princess" He whispered. That's when I started crying. He picked me up bridal style and carried me down the stairs from the roof as I continued to sob into his shirt.

***time skip because idk how to go on from that***

Anthony's Pov:

The car ride back to our apartment was silent, Jasmine still letting out a few hiccups from all the crying. I wanted to comfort her and talk about it, but it wasn't really a good time for any of that. I couldn't look at her, it broke my heart, I love her too much, if only she knew the fireworks being set off every time we touched. Don't even get me started on when we kiss.

Once the ride was over Jas quickly opened the door, grabbing her rehearsal bag from the back seats and running inside. I sighed and put my head in my hands.

What if...?What if I did something nice for her, then we can talk. Like made dinner? But what should I make? Italian, everyone loves Italian. My mouth started to water from the thought. Snap out of it stoopid. Jeez. I slowly got put the car grabbing my duffel bag too. And making my way into the building.

***

Jazzy was still in her room, it was completely silent, but every once in a while I would hear her mumereing things. We haven't really talked since rehearsal.

I quietly opened the fridge in search of ingredients for lasagna, because who tf doesn't like lasagna. It's okay if you don't I just really like Italian food. Anyway, I thought, as I grabbed some utensils. Time to get to work.

***

I quickly set the lasagna in the oven to cook, while that was cooking I headed over to my bedroom. It was fairly clean although I did have some stuff scattered about my dresser. Checking the time I got into the bathroom and took a shower, just to freshen up a bit. Nothing overboard. Getting out the shower I actually took onto consideration what I was going to wear. Maybe a regular polo shirt and some Jean's. Pretty general. I quickly left the room in just my towel to check on the lasagna. I saw Jas' door slightly opened. Brushing it off as nothing I walked into the kitchen area and saw her eating ice cream, twirling the silver spoon around as she looked at the ice cream in dispare.

She saw me and looked up from where she was. Her eyes had bags under them, he bun, messier than usual, and in her pjs, basically ;-;.

And then there was me. Covered in water with a towel just around my waist, tucked in securely, she looked up and down at me. Her face turning red and she grabbed the container and walked away into her room, loudly shutting the door. Darn.

Jasmine's Pov:

The scent of lasagna led me out of my room, I quickly checked outside to make sure Ant wasn't there. After today I had been thinking a lot, like a lot. And may just have more than a crush on Anthony. For christ sake the amount of wet dreams he has caused me to have, then he has the audacity to walk out dripping wet with only a towel around his waist. G R E A T. Man, that was a sight to see. Lol, what. Turning back towards my laptop, I put the ice cream on the dresser and wait till it's safe to come out again. Soon enough, not realizing it, falling asleep,slipping away from reality to another great dream of mine.