Stuck with him

Chapter 11

"TRUTH OR TORTURE"

Ariel's POV:

Last night I couldn't stop smiling the whole night. I couldn't sleep. The way Joey was looking at me. How he called me señorita. It was all like a dream. I giggled at the thought. It was a little embarrassing that i was wearing his hoodie. What would he be thinking? But i love wearing his hoodie. It smells like him. Which is awesome. I shook my head smiling, as I entered Joey's house. Nodding at Jack, their driver on my way. Everyone knows me by now. The house was quite. Guess Joey is still asleep. I ran upstairs, the smile still on my face. I knocked on his door and it opened. So.....the smile was gone. Because of the person standing in front of me. Morgan. What the hell is she doing here? Wearing Joey's shirt? My stomach clenched and anger rose in me. I glared at her.

"What are you doing here?" Morgan asked and I didn't answer just kept glaring at her. She waved her hand in front of me. "Why are you staring at me? .......Since you are here anyways, go fix the bed or something or take out the trash or something. Don't just stand there and stare at me. Creep." She said rolling her eyes.

"I am not a maid or something." I mimicked her tone not removing my eyes from her. Then a smirk appeared on my lips. "On second thought, I might just do it." I entered Joey's room and collected her 'things' in a hurry and turned around, held her by her arm and pushed her out of the room and threw her things out too. I laughed and closed the door. I locked it as well. She pounded on it for a while then groaned loudly, letting out a shriek and left. I laughed and danced a little, when i turned around, Joey was standing in front of me. Freshly showered and.....shirtless. I gasped and he raised his eyebrows.

"What happened?" He asked and i was trying so hard not to look at all that was in front of me. I gulped and stared at his face. I am sure i look like a cartoon right now, standing still, eyes wide, not even blinking. I am afraid if i blinked, my eyes would go down to his abs and that would be embarrassing. So cartoon. Like i said.

"She said...um i should take the trash out. So...i did. I kicked her out." I bit my lip stifling a laugh. He just chuckled and shook his head.

"You locked the door?" He raised an eyebrow and came towards me. My eyes went wide.

"Um...I-I....yeah....uh-" I was so dumbstruck at that moment, I couldn't even form a sentence.

"Why is it still locked?" He smirked walking slowly towards me, while i kept going backwards until i hit the door and was trapped.

"J-Joey." I smiled awkwardly still trying not to look at his perfect toned muscles. "I was just messing with Morgan." I let out a nervous chuckle. He noticed my nervousness and the devil that he is, he put one hand on the door, beside my head getting closer. My eyes got wider as i stared at him. I reached for the lock and unlocked the door. Joey reached for it too and locked it again. I gave him a 'what!!!!' look. That smirk never leaves his face i swear. I reached for the lock again and unlocked it. This time Joey put his hand on mine, his touch sending shivers through me and locked it again, then removed my hand from the lock still holding it in his hand. By now he was so close to me that if he took one more step, we would be pressed against each other. My heart started racing. I should get away from here, before i faint. Because i feel like i am going to faint. Should i push him? I think i should. I removed my hand from his and put both my hands on his chest to push him but froze. Wrong move. Wrong move. I stood there frozen with my mouth wide open, looking at his face, then at my hands, his chest. Again at his face and then again at my hands. He was enjoying my awkwardness. I shook my head a little and finally pushed him away from me. He laughed so loudly as i felt my cheeks burning. I opened the door instantly and ran out of there. Phew! Why does he do that all the time? And why do i react like all blushing and awkward. He enjoys that. Ugh! Screw him. Screw him. Screw him. He is a.....jerk. Retarded freaking jerk. I am so mad. Last night he was all señorita and cupcake and what not and the same night he sleeps with Morgan. Jerk. Jerk. Jerk. But its not really his fault. Its mine. I know how he is. I should control my feelings. I can't ever have feelings for him...remind me that he is a jerk whenever i start to feel something. Please.