I walked Back into the room that I had slept in the night before to wake Jason and tell him the news. "Jason" I whispered softly, as I shook him awake. He rolled over and smiled at me. "Hey" he whispered back, as he grabbed my waist pulling me towards him. I squeaked, as I fell on top of him and giggled looking down into his eyes.
I frowned, remembering what my purpose was for coming in here. Andrews leaving, I thought to myself processing what I was going to say aloud. "What is it?" Jason asked, brushing his thumb against my cheek. "Oh, uh it's nothing I just wanted to tell you that... I'll be gone a couple minutes. I'm taking Andrew to the airport." I responded, my voice slightly shaking. "That's aweso-, I mean that's terrible, why is he leaving?" Jason answered, trying to sound sympathetic. "He said that he already messed up enough being here. But... That's not true.. Right?"
Jason sat up slightly, and looked me in the eyes. I swear his gaze made me melt. "Jess... He wasn't exactly, oh what's the word? Friendly." "No, you're right he needs to go" I got up shaking my head "Ok I'll be back then. Don't wait up for me."i said walking towards the door. "Bye Jason."
I walked back to the car, where I had last left Andrew and got in. I could feel his eyes on me, but I didn't want to meet them. "Jesse?" he whispered, and I realized why as soon as I did when I felt the tear slide down my cheek. "Yes?" I replied. "I'm gonna miss ya" he said back with a sad smile on his face. "Me too Andrew" I sighed and started to drive. "Me too".
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That Guy Next Door
Teen FictionI'm not the hopeless romantic, that falls in love within the first 10 seconds of meeting a guy. And let's be honest, in this situation, it started out like almost all the rest... A guy who's full of himself, and probably polishes the mirrors of his...
