The Older Guy

Jakes POV

I cant get those eyes out of my head.
How did I do that? How did i fall in love with a teenager?. Only one answer comes to mind, to me she wasnt a teenager, she wasnt a kid, she was a young woman , I see her as a young woman who doesnt smile when she should, doesnt laugh unless its forced.
I wanted her, in every way humanly possible. I knew it the moment she walked into my class, When i saw her name on the attendance sheet. I knew she was that peyton .MY Peyton.
She the other hand had no idea.

Something about her drawns me in, its like a moth to a flame, I could live with not being with her as long as I got to see her everyday , stare at that face of innocence & curiousity. That face that looked often lost & sad. At first I intended to seduce & deflower her layer for layer. But something that beautiful, that delicate. Deserved something more than to be taking advantaged of.

She deserved to be kissed everyday & told shes beautiful & taking seriously & challenged at every turn to want more than college out of life. She deserved adventure, passion. & to experience heartbreak the right way. She deserved to be loved deeply & passionately. & I intended to do that. I could be that guy, for her,
I could be anything for her.