Mr. Bad Boy and I

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Twelve:

Jessica's POV;

There's that moment in life when you know you like someone- you make sure you look good, or you try to impress them, or spend time with them. There are moments where you know you dislike someone- you avoid them, and get irritated at almost anything they'd say. There are moments when you know you're falling for someone, because they make you smile and feel special and give you everything you just need. And the moment where I was right now was the moment that I knew I was in love. His presence was my peace, his safety was my comfort, his laughter was my smile, his pain was my weakness and all I could do was urge for his company. I was in love, and I was sure because I knew I couldn't let go anymore. That I accepted him for who he was, that his pain was mine, that he was mine, forever. And the thought of him not being mine ached. I was in love with him, and I knew it because there was no one else in my mind before I fell asleep, and there was no one who I thought off or needed more than I needed him.

From the realisation of being in love with him I started thinking of his friends, they were oddly welcoming and kind- the opposite of what I had heard and thought. I'd never really paid attention to them, or heard much but every time that I had it was during the time Jason was just gossip for me and I had felt pity for those friends. And considered them as bad, however eventually Jason had casually mentioned Aaron, Oliver, Samantha and Wendy. All whom he adored but didn't admit- and every time I asked when he would make me meet them he said it wasn't important. Somehow I figured that he just didn't want to admit the affection he had for his friends, he wasn't as heartless as he said he was.

That night I fell asleep thinking of how amazing Jason was that these people stuck around. Apparently Aaron and he had been friends since they were five, that meant Aaron knew him before anything and that gave some satisfaction, that there was at least one person that Jason didn't shut out. One person who was there for him through it all.

*

The next morning Jason drove to school quietly, something was on his mind but I wasn't sure he wanted to share. "What's wrong?"

"Trying to figure out what Aaron is up to." He said, keeping his eyes on the road.

"What do you mean?" I frowned, Jason was never straight-forward.

"Never-mind. This weekend, it's the annual pool party, call Laura, Lindsey and Jake as well."

"Wait so I'm invited to this special pool party this year?" I raised an eyebrow, smirking.

"And so are your friends." He shook his head at my tone.

"Oh the advantages of being your girlfriend." I said sarcastically.

"Why is it that when you speak like that it's hot?" He asked as he parked his car.

"Because I am hot." I grinned as he gave me a quick kiss and we got off the car.

Taking his hand into mine, I continued walking. It was funny how once he held my hand to show everyone I was his- and now I held his hand to show everyone he was mine- forever.

"My friends loved you." Jason informed. His cold, emotional tone was something I had gotten used too, so I didn't take offence of the lack of emotions, because I saw the hidden ones now. The ones even he didn't know existed.

"They're fun to be around, I like Aaron a lot. He's amusing." I said as we reached the locker hallway.

"Aaron- is nice." Is all Jason said.

"Yup," I said.

*

We ended up at the coffee shop again, this time Jason and Oliver left to pick up Samantha, leaving Wendy, Aaron and me there. We talked about the up coming pool party and Aaron explained me all his traditions.

"So like the first people to jump inside have to be us, no one else can. You can too now though, and in the end. The last person to come outside the pool has to have seven shots in a row - so if you can't handle more get out of the pool before the party ends."

"Poor guy or girl..." I said horrified, imaging the person puking.

"And then when everyone is kicked out by three am, we all change and just chill. So yeah being clothes unless you want to get cold." He explained.

"I know this all, so I'm gonna get some food and all." Wendy stood up and left.

"Get permission for a full night."

"I will." I laughed, he was so excited that it amused me.

Silence surrounded us for a minute, we both had things to say, I knew it. But neither of us knew how to start. "I like you for him."

"Thanks?"

"No like - you've changed him a bit, he's more open- laughs a little more. Still is the jerk who doesn't care but he's more trusting. Finally he can have someone to rely on, someone who he can open up too." Aaron said. "We insult each other so much, we abuse and pretend we don't give a shit. And to be honest, sometimes I really think he doesn't. But there are moments I've seen him- care for me in ways no one else has. And then I realise, I care for that jackass too. More than anything."

"Is that why you never left him?" I asked biting my lower lip. "After he became this way?"

"I didn't leave him because - Jason may he fucked up and a jerk, he may have used girls, he may have commitment issues and he may be an asshole who doesn't give a proper shit about anyone- but he is in fact the only friend who never lied to me. Who helped me get out of the drugs, I got addicted for three months when I was 12. I started because I missed my mom and Jason helped me through it all. He helped me become who I am today, even while he said he didn't care- that he was just protective I knew it was because he couldn't see me that way."

"Oh..." I didn't know what to say. "You're a good friend."

"I love Jason, he's my brother forever. Don't hurt him, it's already so hard for him."

"What is hard?" That confused me.

"Loving you. He's never loved anyone for years, it's hard for him- but he went for it because he started trusting you."

"I love him." I had never admitted it out loudly.

"He does too, he just doesn't know how to say it yet." Aaron said chuckling. "I remember when he started to shut himself off, when he started those classes and stopped playing. My father told me that if we didn't play I didn't have to go to his place, and I could go to other peoples houses, but I said no. Because Jason always looked so sad and my mother used to tell me that a true friend would always be there. That no matter what went wrong and how bad something became for someone- if I could help in anyway possible I had too. That I couldn't turn my back on good people, and she always thought Jason was a good person."

Silence spread us, Wendy wasn't back yet and I was glad. Aaron was inspiring, and although I didn't need to thank him I felt like I needed too. But before I could he added, "Eventually I saw that my mother was right, Jason was a good person."

*

When we reached home- I was really tired but I asked Jason to come inside anyway. I missed having some alone time with him, ever since all of introduced our friends to one another- we didn't get time to sit alone or even talk. During classes I paid attention because my grades were all my mother asked and if I ever diverted my attention to Jason he forced it back on studies.

So we sat down on the bed, discussing the upcoming party that had become the hot topic almost within an hour. And soon enough we started discussing his friends. There was a clear scene going on between Wendy and Oliver- neither of whom admitted it.

Before I could ask Jason about anything else, he received his mothers call- asking him to come home. And so, Jason left. Without any explanation and our conversation remained unfinished but I saw in him what I needed to see, he loved his friends. Always did but he didn't know.