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"Gosh, get off me. Don't touch me again." Zoey yells. She yanks her arm out of jakes strong grip.

He was cute, dreamy, romantic, and the perfect boyfriend material, or so they all thought. All the girls would kill to be his girlfriend. But when Zoey finds out he's a control freak, she wants out.

"Hey, babe, it's okay, chill out love." Jake tells her. He pulls her in tight and kisses her. She melts in his arms. No one, not even she can stay mad at him when he kisses her. There was something so sweet about the kiss. It's almost as if he could control all her emotions with a simple kiss.

She stands up straight and stares him the eyes.

"Knock it off Jake. You're being a jerk."

"Nah, you're being unreasonable." He taps her on the nose and kisses her forehead. Expecting her to let it go. And she does. If she pushes it Jake would punish her, and she already had a scar from last time. She didn't need to lie to her parents again. So she followed Jake home silent, and obedient.

They finally get to Jakes house. He lives in an abandoned hotel that he found next to our lake. He fixed it up completely. He painted the walls, bought new furniture, tore down walls. It's like a palace now. Jake might live like an abandoned kid, but he's not. His parents are very wealthy. It's one of the reasons he can get away with anything. The reason he does get away with everything.

Right when they reach the hotel Jake tells the guys to go inside. They don't hesitate to listen. They leave Zoey and Jake alone outside.

It was getting cold and dark. The sun was starting to set and the trees were slowly moving with the wind at a steady paste. She could feel the wind running up and down her body leaving her goose bumps and her hair wildly swimming in the wind. She decides to put her hair up.

"Jake... I'm getting cold... Can we do this later... Please?" Zoey wines.

"I like the cold." Jake winks and pushes her up against the side of the building. Slowly he starts leaning in, holding her hands up above her head, leaving her powerless.

He leans in for a kiss and she smiles, kissing him slowly but passionately back.

She pauses, looking up at him, her face still inches away from his.

"Please" Zoey begs again. "I'm really freezing! And hungry."

"Well maybe if you stopped dressing like its summer, you wouldn't be so damn cold" he smiles his cricked naughty smile she loved so much.

"It is summer" she smiled a flirtatious smile.

"Isn't it great!?" He raises his eyebrow and study's her hard, noticing that there really is goosebumps all over her. He picks her up like a sack of potatoes and carries her inside.