My Bad Boy

Chapter:8

As soon as I finished my little episode about kissing Jake, I remembered Georgia. I mediately grabbed my phone and FaceTimed her.

"Hey." She said smiling cheekily.

"Hey, sorry I couldn't call I was training with Jake." I said recalling the events today.

"Oh, so you and Jake are serious now?" She asked. Her face fell.

"Yeah, I guess so. Is there something wrong with that?" I asked her. I didn't want to tell her we kissed if she had a problem.

"Uh, no." She said. Her face lightened a little but I could tell there was something still wrong with her.

"Well, uh we actually kissed." I said. I bit my lip remembering his lips pressed against mine. They were so soft and felt really good.

"What?! When did this happen?!" She yelled through the phone.

"Like maybe 20 minutes ago." I said a little confused. It seemed as she was a little angry.

"Oh God! Caroline, you can't go out with him. He's bad." She said. Her faced dropped to a worried expression.

"You don't even know him! How can you judge him?" I asked trying to stay calm, but anger was bubbling inside of me.

"Just listen Caroline, please just listen to me. Stay away from him! He's bad news!" She said.

I rolled my eyes and huffed. "Georgia your different from this! I thought you didn't judge people before you met them! I know him now! He's a good guy!" I yelled. my anger was about to explode.

"Please, just listen! He-" I cut her off.

"No! Are you jealous that something finally good has happened to me, or something? Because he is the only thing that makes me happy since you moved! Can't you just be happy for me?" I said. I almost had tears in my eyes. I could feel them burning my eyes.

"I'm not jealous! He's a bad guy!" She said.

A tear slipped from my eye. I hung up on her and put my phone on charge.

How could she be so selfish? I just wonder if she's really jealous? The thought of that guy at the ring came back. "'Be careful'" the man said. Maybe she was right? Well I'm just going to take a chance, he is the only thing good that has happened to me.

I took a hot shower and crawled into bed.
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I woke up to my phone playing Human, as always.

I groaned as I got up. I may have gotten only two straight hours of sleep last night.

I went to my closet since I took a shower last night, and threw on a t-shirt, skinny jeans, a sweatshirt, and some converses.

I went to the bathroom and washed my face, and threw my hair into a pony tail. I grabbed my phone, book bag, and keys.

I walked down stairs. I was hoping my mom had took off of work, but she hadn't. I wanted so badly to tell someone, about what happened last night, that wouldn't scowl me.

I shook the thought out my mind and grabbed a pop-tart. I ate it and checked my phone it was 6:50. I had an hour and ten minutes left. I decided to call Jake.

"Hello?" A groggily Jake said.

"Hey Jake." I said. I felt my mouth form into a smile.

"Oh, hey Caroline." His deep morning voice said. When he said my name, chills ran down my spine. "Is there a reason your calling this early?" He asked.

"Yeah, what's the address to your place? I need to talk to you." I said.

"Oh it's 156 park wood street, room 154 first floor. Is there something wrong?" He asked. His voice sensed a little bit of panic.

"No. I just need to talk to you. I'll be over in about 15 minutes." I said.

"Okay." He hung up. I put my phone in my pocket and took in a deep breath. I was afraid of how he would react.

I shook my nervousness off and nearly ran to my truck.
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"Park Wood. Park Wood. Park Wood." I kept saying to myself. I finally turned off down Park Wood street.

I turned into a familiar parking lot. I parked, and turned off my roaring engine. I took a deep breath in and exhaled it. I grabbed my keys and left my phone. I'll be back soon so there's no reason taking it.

I walked to his room number and knocked on his door. I knocked on it three times. I waited patiently, but no one answered.

I knocked again this time but loudly.

Then he opened the door. He was shirtless with shorts on, just like we were training, but he had a towel running through his hair. I watched a water dripped down his abs and vanished into his underwear band. I gazed back up his body and peeled my eyes off of his ripped abs and into his light crystal blue eyes. "Well come on in." He said moving from the door frame, smirking.

I walked in and took in the room. I looked around and it was almost exactly the way it was the night I stayed. I slumped on the couch and Jake sat down beside me still drying his hair. He put the towel on the back of the couch and ran his fingers through his messy hair.

"So what did you want to talk about?" He asked, furrowing his eyebrows.

I turned on the couch and our faces were closer than I thought. I giggled and smiled.

"Uh." I lost my train of thought. "Uh, what is this between us?" I asked. That was the fastest thing I could think of. I decided right then and there that I wasn't going to ask if he was dangerous. The truth is I didn't care, all I wanted is to be with him. Nobody I mean nobody was going to stop me, I've worked to hard in this relationship.

He came close to my face. He brushed his lips against mine, teasing me. A small moan escaped my lips.

He chuckled deeply. Then pecked my lips. "Well, Caroline. I haven't really been with a girl, but you make me feel different." He said scratching the back of his neck.

"Jake Meyers. Are you asking me out?" I said getting up and squatting in front of him.

"If I was what would the answer be?" He asked me pulling me onto his lap. I smiled.

"The answer would be yes." I said almost breathless.

He smiled ear to ear. "So this means we are a thing?" I asked.

He pulled me closer, my hands collapsed on his bare chest and there was no space between us.

He leaned in and I followed. Our lips crashed and it was better than the first one. The butterflies fluttered and sparks flew. I slipped my hands into his wet messy hair and he let his hands slide to my hips.

We pulled away and I smiled, out of breath. We caught our breath and I slid off his lap. "What time is it?" I asked him.

"Like 7:20." He said. "I'm going to change I'll be right back." He got up off the couch.

"Actually, I think I'm just going to go to school. I'll meet you there?" I asked grabbing his hands.

He smiled. "Okay." He kissed my forehead and I walked out his apartment. Once I shut the door I sighed. I walked to my truck and drove to school.