Owen Joyner ~ The Beat of My Heart

Chapter eighteen

Anna's POV

"Push your foot out and then pop your body back." Jackson tells me.

I was learning the choreography for "I got the music" Jackson was a really nice dancer who was also my age. He was a nice distraction from the craziness of Owen.

"Like this?" I ask Jackson as I move my body.

"No.... here....I'll show you." He says softly as he places his hands on my waist.

He shows me how to move my body and I nod my head that I understand. He starts playing the music and we both start laughing as we dance side by side. My mind was no longer on Owen as I just danced next to Jackson. He grabbed my hand and spun me into his arms. We both laughed as our faces were inches apart. I quickly pulled myself out of his embrace as my eyes scanned the room. I noticed Owen had just walked in and was standing by the door. He was glaring at Jackson as I felt Jackson's eyes on me.

"Wanna go over it again?" Jackson asked me softly.

"Yeah." I mumble as I remove my eyes from Owen.

Jackson hit play on the song and we both started dancing. I felt Owens eyes on me as he sat down on the ground and stared at us. Jackson wrapped his arms around my waist and helped me do a cool flip. Jackson nearly dropped me causing us both to laugh. Jackson fell down with me in his arms causing me to fall on top of him. We both laugh as I quickly get out of him when I hear a loud popping sound. I look over at Owen and notice his water is spilled all over the floor.

"Shoot I'll go get you towel." I reassure him as I grab a bunch of paper towels.

I pick up the water bottle from the floor and I notice it has a couple holes in it.

"Did you like puncture your water bottle?" I ask Owen playfully as I laugh.

I meet his eyes and he had a angry look on his face.

"Yeah I guess I had a tight grip on it." He replies sharply as he aggressively grabs a paper towel and starts cleaning up the water.

"Are you okay?" I ask him softly.

"I'm fine." He replied sharply as he grabbed the paper towels from me and walked away.

I sighed as I ran a hand through my hair. What was his problem?

"Hey Owen!" Jackson yelled at him but Owen just quickly walked out of the room slamming the door on his way out.

"You know what... I think I'm going to go check on him." I tell Jackson as I quickly walk out of the room.

I look down the hallway but there was no sign of Owen. He must have walked really fast. I sigh as I walk out of the building and look inside each trailer but I couldn't find Owen.

"Dude it sounds like you are jealous." I overhear Jermey talking to someone else.

I follow the sound of his voice and I realize it's coming from the guys bathroom.

I sigh as I stand outside the door waiting for Owen to come out.

"Just calm down... it doesn't mean anything." I hear Jermey say as his voice gets closer.

"Yeah but it hurts because I really..." Owen begins to say but his eyes land on me.

I awkwardly wave at him causing him to angrily run a hand through his hair.

"Shouldn't you be dancing with Jackson?" He asks me sharply as he walks past me.

"What's your problem?" I yell as I try and keep up with him.

"It doesn't matter... just go practice your dance." Owen replies aggressively as he pushes past me.

"I overheard Jermey saying you are jealous but I don't understand what you even could be jealous of!" I yell at him in disbelief.

"I'm not jealous of anything... okay." He replies sharply.

I sigh as I watch him walk away from me. I didn't like seeing this side of Owen. He was acting so weird. I walk back into the dance room and I see Jackson sitting on the ground. I sit next to him and we start talking about the routine. I feel someone gently scoot my body away from Jackson as Owen sits directly in between us.

"So...you yell at me in the hall and now you want to talk to me?" I ask Owen in disbelief.

"I don't know...." Owen mumbles.

He glares at Jackson as he places his arm protectively around my waist. I looked over at him because I was confused why he was being so possessive.

"You look pretty today." Owen whispers in my ear as he glares at Jackson.

Jackson clears his throat as he grabs his stuff and moves to another area of the room.

"Does my hand look big?" Owen asked me playfully.

"I don't know." I mumble as I glance over at Jackson.

I normally liked when Owen wrapped his arm around me but he was being weird right now.

"Why don't you try holding it?" Owen says playfully.

I sigh as I grab his hand and hold it in mine. Owen looks over at Jackson to make sure he is looking at us.

"So thats why you are doing this? You are trying to make Jackson mad! I don't know what your problem is with him but I'm not just going to be some pawn you use to get back at him!" I yell as I push Owen away from me.

"I'm sorry! It's not like that!" Owen yells but I was already out the door.

"Anna!" He yelled as he caught up to me and grabbed my hand.

"You have been acting weird all day and I didn't know you could ever act like this and I don't like it." I tell him sharply as I yank my arm away from him.

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Owen do be jelly tho 🤯 - got the idea for this part from darkrosie46 ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️