Mistakes Were Made

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Tay POV

I sat in the lounge with my phone in hand. "Best day ever" I tweeted. In came the retweets and responses, but I saw a little Jenna McDougall favorite it. I was so distracted looking at my phone that I didn't notice someone come in until I felt the weight shift next to me.

"We need to talk," Jordan said.

"What's up, J?" I asked.

He got up to check no one was behind the door and locked it. He ran his fingers through his messy hair and rubbed his lips.

"What the hell are you doing?" he said finally.

"With what?" I said confused.

"Jenna,"

"Didn't we say no questions?" I said to him as I raised my eyebrow.

"Quit the shit, Tay. I'm very serious right now," he snapped. What the hell?

"Since when do you care what I do with a girl?" I sassed at him.

"Since this girl happens to be one of my close friends, and since I know how you are," he said.

"Oh? How am I?" I snapped. He's genuinely getting me upset.

"You don't give a fuck unless you want to fuck. You don't care about her feelings, only about your urges. Dammit, Tay. If you only want to fuck her then just end it right now," he said. He was trying to keep his tone of voice subtle.

"I do what I fucking want Jordan," I yelled at him. I don't get why he's so in my business.

Jordan pinched the bridge of his nose. He paced around the room and finally sat down. I heard a soft sigh and he spoke again.

"Tay, just please listen to me,"

I crossed my arms and squinted.

"You don't really know her, do you?" he said.

"Not much. She doesn't really open up," I said as I bit my lip.

"You ever wonder why?" he said as he looked straight into my eyes.

"Yeah, actually," I said.

"I wouldn't usually say anything, but I really need you to know what you could do," he started. I adjusted myself in my seat.

"Jenna was bullied a lot in the beginning. She went to an all girl school, imagine being gay in a school with only the same sex and being the rocker chick. She fucking hated school. It depressed her and made her extremely sensitive," he said.

"What does that have to do with me?" I asked.

"She met a girl, Ryan. She seemed very sweet, but she played the same games you do. Jenna almost gave her everything, but she found out Ryan's intentions before she did. She knows your games and she doesn't fall for them until she met you. She found something about you that made her want to get to know you, something about you intrigues her. She wants the you on stage. She wants the you that you are with fans, she wants the real you, she wants to bring it out of you.

"Tay, if you just want to sleep with her, please stop. She wouldn't be able to handle another heartbreak like Ryan's. If you really like her like you did Katie, go for it but please don't hurt her," he said.

I stayed silent. I was trying so hard to process the information I had just learned. but I was also trying to process my feelings for this girl.

"Think about it," Jordan said and with that he left.

My emotions were all jumbled up. When she kissed me, I felt something completely unknown. When she kissed me, she just like, I didn't feel like fucking her. All I could think about was being with her, holding her, and just being silly with her. Maybe I was wrong to want to play her. Something about her has made me quit the game. Jenna McDougall, what have you done to me?

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