Chapter 3
Soon we were racing down the road laughing with the music blaring at top volume. I knew somewhere in the back of my mind I was going to pay for this but right now I didn't care.
I was having fun. That's all that mattered to me at the moment because back home I would have never ever done this.
Plus Jacob was so gorgeous I didn't care how much trouble I got in if I was getting in trouble with him. Why was I doing this to myself? Honestly I never did this to myself when I was with mom but now, things are… different I guess. I don't know myself like I thought I did I guess.
We pulled up to a small house just as it was beginning to rain. He grabbed my hand and we ran to the back of the house where there was a make shift garage and we ran inside, his hand was warm like always and the touch of his skin sent sparks through my entire body.
"This is not exactly what I was going to show you when I thought of it… But this will work until it stops raining or I can have more time to plan things out. I really just didn't want to stay at that stupid school any longer it was driving me insane. And I have no clue why…" he trailed off looking off into my eyes.
I just looked back at him, and I realized he still had my hand. I broke away from his gaze no matter how hard it seemed it would be, and looked at our hands and blushed.
"Oh," he said and let go, "I'm sorry."
"No it was okay, you were keeping me warm," I said with a slow grin.
"I'm your not so travel sized personal heater," he said with a laugh.
"Well you may be bigger than travel sized but easier to carry along and I don't need a plug in to get you to work," I said smiling. Oh god. I did it. I actually flirted with him. But wait, he was taking it and returning it not receiving and rejecting. Does he..? Could he..?
No I can't think he will or I will end up hurt and I don't want that at all. But he's so likeable.
UGH!
I walked a little closer and took his hand back in mine. He didn't move just started looking in my eyes again like he was looking into my mind, like he could see my every thought.
"What?" I asked. Did I have something on my face or what?
"Nothing, it's just your eyes are beautiful, so dark and insightful." He said with a shy smile.
"Thank you," I said blushing, but also trying to hide the huge smile and excitement I felt on the inside.
I think this was going to fast but... wait what was going to fast? Nothing, nothing is. I sometimes fascinate myself in the ways in which I think and work.
All my friends and even my mom thought and think I should be a blond, I know I'm not ridiculously smart but I think I'm pretty okay if I'm not making a comment that sounds like a dumb blond would say or if I'm not tripping… Okay I see where they came from now.
"Do you want to go to the beach?" Jake suddenly asked.
"Isn't it raining?" I asked.
"Not anymore. The beach is really pretty right after it rains a little." He said trailing off with hope in his eyes.
"Okay, we can go."
He just smiled and led me out the opposite side of the garage we came from.
It was beautiful outside, so green with every sort of vegetation growing on everything. It was different, I was used to street lights and a city that never slept, not a homey quiet environment.
In New York you always were just trying to get where you were going so that you were less likely to get jumped, with like an ak47 or something. Here you could just wonder and get lost in your thoughts while taking a walk, like we were doing now.
We were walking down a hill to the beach now, the wind was starting to pick up and it was getting colder. Jake still had my hand, wait no we are holding hands, I don't remember making that switch.
But it was okay with me, I moved a little closer because I was starting to shake. It was amazing the heat that radiated off of him, it felt like he had a fever. He didn't act sick at all though.
Anyways he already knew he was that warm.
He was right the beach was beautiful, the sand was a sparkling grey, and the waves that hit the shore were a blue color. We walked by a patch of rainbow colored, glittering rocks and he stopped us right in front of a twisted tree. It was a bleached white colored and it looked like it was made perfectly for two people to sit and talk.
He turned toward me and raised his eyebrows. All I could do was look up at the tall figure; none of my thoughts were coherent so I knew for sure I wouldn't be able to form coherent sentences.
He flashed the most adorable, beautiful smile which caused all trains of thought to be immediately lost. I shivered and my teeth started to chatter, to my embarrassment.
I just looked down and started laughing at myself.
"Are you that cold?" he asked lifting my chin up with his index finger.
"Y-yeahh," I stuttered.
"Come here," he said pulling me into his arms. He set us down on the white tree and kept me there. He was so huge almost my whole upper body was covered.
I was really warm and on the verge of falling asleep. I didn't want to fall asleep though so I pulled my head off of his chest and he looked down with a puzzled expression.
"I was about to fall asleep," I admitted.
"I wouldn't have minded," He said with a laugh.
"What fun would it be for you if I fell asleep?"
"It wouldn't have mattered," he answered.
We continued talking for the longest time. We talked about things there were to do around here, talked about what we liked and what we didn't, favorite books, favorite movies, movies and books we hated. By the end of all of that I didn't think there was one thing he didn't know about me or I didn't know about him.
"What are you afraid of then?" he asked me.
"Well... It's really embarrassing but I'm afraid of ladybugs," I said. I really was though. I had a bad experience when I was little. A whole bunch of lady bugs attacked me and bit me. It scarred me for life.
"Ladybugs? Seriously Alison?" he said laughing.
"Yes, I'm serious. Anyways what are you scared of? Butterflies?" I asked.
"Oh that's it!" he yelled.
I got up and started running down the beach him right behind. It was starting to rain. Before I could get too far away from the tree had grabbed me by the waist and had me in his arms spinning me around.
It was pouring down raining by the time he set me down and I was dizzy and stumbling which he thought was hilarious.
"Let's go get you dry before you get sick," he said still not done laughing at me.
"Okay I'm already pretty wet you know," I said.
"Yeah, you can wear some of my clothes no big deal." He said. Then he got this suspicious little grin on his face and he picked me up cradling me like a baby and started running toward his house.
"Jake!" I gasped out of surprise. He just laughed and kept going. I was holding on to his neck for my life.
It only took a few minutes to get to his house surprisingly. But then again it's sort of hard to know how fast we were going when I had my eyes closed and head buried against his chest.
He sat me on the couch and said, "I'll be right back," and disappeared around the corner. It didn't take him long to come back with a pair of sweat pants and a t-shirt for me. But I really didn't notice that because all he was wearing was a pair of cut off shorts and a white beater.
I had to snap out of it so I looked down and he gave me the clothes.
"Bathroom is the second door to the right down that hallway," he said.
"Okay," I said and went to change.
I looked in the mirror and realized I looked horrible. I fixed my hair to the best of my ability and got the running make up off my face. I had to use my extra pony tail holder to pull some of the extra t-shirt away so the shirt looked smaller.
I finally gave up on trying to look any better and went back to the small living room.
"Is that fine?" Jacob asked.
"Yeah but you're just a wee bit taller than me," I said smiling and pulling up the pants.
"Eh, I actually think it looks pretty dang good," he said. I just laughed and went to sit next to him.
A/N I know that wasn't the best ending ever but it's all I had for now. I have had no time to write at all lately but I finally got too. I need reviews or I probably won't be updating too soon. I might but if I don't got any reviews than it doesn't really matter.
Alison
