"I'll have what's on the house" said someone whose voice sounded like "J's" I was really surprised someone like him would be at a bar at 4:00pm on a Sunday... I wen't to turn on the music when another Ed Sheeran song came on the radio which was weird because every time I seen him one of Ed'd love songs would appear on. He looks at me and says "coincidence?" I throw him his glass "Yeah, a coincidence" He dances to the song and sings along "Give me love, Give me like never before cuz lately I've been craving more" He leaps over the bar" All I want is the taste of your lips" I stand there dancing to his voice giving people there glasses of which they order. At the end of the song his hands appear on my waist and mine on his neck. I never felt like that before in my whole entire life I was so confused of how a love story really starts."May I have the option to kiss you?" My horomones went really high in a love kind of way "Kiss me" His lips were soft and his love was pure. It was like tasting a smooth pedal off of a rose... He takes me to his place, takes my black leather jacket off and walks me into the kitchen. It was a nice place he had (small one apartment, not to mention one room) He had a black leather couch with a decent sized flat screen for the living room."Would you like to see my bed room?" He walks me to a blue door with a silver knob. He turns the knob and there lied a king sized bed with a big flat screen that took up half the room and a decent sized dresser. He walks over to the bed and starts taking off his shirt. His skin was smooth and his hair looked like it had been combed into perfect lines. He seemed like the kind of guy that wouldn't have sex with you on the first night but then again he sort of did too. I try not to stutter my words because I was caught staring at his abs "yo-yo-you have abs?" He laughs as if it was nothing or maybe the way I stuttered "Yeah, it did not take much" I really wanted a taste of this guy. My emotions were overcoming me. I walk up to him and I press my lips against his neck. He lies on the bed, starts unbuttoning my shirt, (I was on top) I kissed him down to were I got to his jeans he looks into my eyes... "I think I like you" he laughs. Wait, he likes me? Could that be too much? or just enough? But, how would I know? I am as dumb as my Mother and my Father are...Put together... He leans forward for another kiss and I give in to him. He smiles and of course I smiled back. Then all of a sudden my phone starts to ring. J looks at me "Well, that was good while it lasted." I answer the phone, "Hey Lana, Are you having a great time with Alison?" "Mommy, I really miss you. Alison's Mommy is getting me scared." "I'll be there in a minute. Love you, bye." I hang up the phone and jump out of bed. J starts to button up my shirt as I put on my loose jeans.. "I'm coming with you Present" Would it be too wrong to bring him? "I don't know, J" J grabs my hand, walks me to his car, opens the door for me "I'll drive you" "J I can't ask you to do that for me." He sighs, "Take my car then" Is this really what I'm hearing? Why is he starting to care about Lana and me? It was just one night.. "Fine, you can come."
