" Grace, is Jake here?" I smiled as Grace opened the door for me.
"Yeah. He is. He has been locked up in his room the whole day. You can go upstairs." She told me as she closed the door behind me.
"Okay. Thanks." I thanked her then started going upstairs to his room.
Oh my god. I was going to pass out.
His door was closed so I knocked softly. After a second the door opened revealing a miserable Jake.
He seemed startled to see me. He opened his mouth to say something, "Rissa I-"
As soon as I saw him, furry and anger came over me. How dare he say those words to me, can't he see that I care. I am so pathetic for him that it is clearly visible.
I pushed at his chest. He seemed startled.
"You jerk." I started attacking his chest, pushing him. "How." Push. "Dare." Push. "You." Push. "Say". Push. "That." Push. "To." Push. "Me." Push.
By the time I completed he was pinned to the wall. I couldn't push him anymore. Both of us were breathing hard. He seemed speechless and shocked.
"Wha-" he started again.
But I shut him up. I was soo pissed. "You just freaking accused me of using you, you blind son of a bachelor. Can't you see? How much you mean to me?" He was silent, his eyes were on me the whole time. "If I was using you then tell me why I always compared Adam to you when we were dating? Why I wanted YOU instead of him, why I cried every night when I went to sleep, why my pathetic heart always speed up when you are around and why do I always want to hold you close and kiss the senses out of you when you are close? Tell me. Tell me why, damn it." I almost screamed out loud. My vision was blurry with angry tears. My heart was pounding in my chest and I could feel the blood rushing through my head. I was breathing hard
He was silent the whole time. Listening to every word I spoke. His eyes looked different, they had a light in them. They were focused on my eyes then slowly went over to my lips. We were standing very close, I could feel his breath on my cheek.
"Then do it." He whispered.That's what I needed. "You idiot." I cried laughed in relief. Then I drew closer to him. My eyes scanned his face then slowly zoomed on his lips. As quick as lightening my lips were on his, devouring them. His lips were the same as I remember, soft and demanding on mine.
He reacted quickly. As soon as my lips found his, his arms came around me. One hand roamed my waist and the other was on my cheek, bringing me closer to him. His lips were urgent and hungry. It felt like he can't have enough. I gave in to his demands, I missed him way too much. My hands found his hair and I lightly tugged at them. He groaned. His lips left mine and slowly he started kissing my jawline making me swoon. Good thing that Jake was supporting me otherwise I would have fallen down.
His lips found mine again, he gave them a quick peck before pulling back slightly. We both were breathless and breathing hard. His hands were on my cheeks making me look straight in his eyes.
"You are mine. Only mine." With that he started kissing me again. I smiled into the kiss.
Everything was going on just fine until my phone started ringing make us pull back from each other. It was Taylor.
Jake saw who it was. He sounded breathless just like me. "You should take it. I'll be in the bathroom." I nodded as he went to his washroom.
"Hello." I answered the phone, I was huffing slightly and my voice sounded very shrill and weird.
"So I guess the thing went well." Taylor sounded amused. I could imagine her with a smirk.
"Yeah...about that." I started but she interrupted me.
"You go now. Tell me everything tomorrow. I don't want you to miss out. If you know what I mean." She taunted. I rolled my eyes at her remark.
"See you tomorrow then." I said.
"Yeah. Have fun and don't forget pro-" I cut off her call before she could complete. Sometimes she was a complete lunatic.
I returned to Jake's room and saw him sitting on his bed. He looked up as he felt my presence.
I stood in front of him awkwardly. No one was saying anything so I started. "Hi."
His lips twitched slightly. "Hi." He replied.
"Soo..." I drawled.
"I am sorry." He spoke up. "For what I said to you. It was really harsh. It's just that I don't know what to do or believe. It's like I get lost sometimes and it's hard to make sense of anything." He looked at me through those mesmerizing eyes of his. "I shouldn't have said that to you because I know that you care and well, that" he gestured to his wall where we were making out before "was enough to make me believe that."
I raised my eyebrow at him. "So my words and oh so great speech did nothing?" I crossed my arms in front of my chest.
"That." He got up from his bed and stood in of me. His hands wrapped around my waist." Was the best thing I have ever heard in months." He gave me a boyish grin then slowly his lips found mine again.
I smiled at his reaction and kissed him back. I was so happy. So genuinely happy. Everything was back to how it was again. I had him again. I had Jake again.
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The Dancer And The Badboy (Completed)
Teen FictionClarissa West is a great dancer and a senior in her highschool. Her mom has a dance institute where Clarissa occasionally goes and teaches the students. Grace Mason,her mother's best friend has a special occasion coming up and she wants Clarissa to...