He was walking to his car from Emma's house. He stopped. "I can't leave Emma's house with her thinking I'm a total asshole. I wasn't even planning on having sex with her. I don't even know how we got to kissing. Why do I even care what she thinks of me, she's obviously made up her mind..." He turned around anyways.
He went the the window and saw her crying on her bed. "Fuck." He said aloud, she heard. "Jay?" She went to the window. He crawled in. "What do you want? Going to beg me to suck your dick to relieve you of your fucking blue balls!" She yelled turning around to go sit on her bed. "No, I came to let you know, that I wasn't going to try and have sex with you, God Emma, you got violated by some creep tonight, I wouldn't try and push you too. And that's it. All I came back for, and now I'm leaving. Sorry." He started to crawl through the window when he heard her say, "No Jay..don't leave." He got back down.
She took his hand and they were looking into eachothers eyes. He kissed her. She kissed him back softly. Their soft kisses turned more passionate as Emma slipped her tongue far into his mouth. He wrapped his arms around her and held her tight as she pressed herself up against. "I do get hot around..you. I remember the nights at the ravine and it's hard for me to control myself." He said. She blushed, "So..you've thought of me?" He nodded. She kissed him, "Yeah I've thought about you once or twice since then to." She smirked. They started making out again when Emma heard her mom coming. "You'd better go." He kissed her one last time and left. Emma crawled into bed and turned off the light. She heard her mom peek in and leave.
Emmas POV
"Thank God." She sat up. She thought to herself, "I..I'm pretty speachless. I think Jay and I are crushing on eachother. It's not unlikely, if he thought I was so dreadful he wouldn't have kissed me & stuff, and ...he has turned out to be more of a person than a lifeless scummy dog.. we'll see. It's too late for trying to not get my hopes up. I've fallen for this boy..and hard.."
She rolled over and went to sleep.
Jays POV
As he was driving he thought to himself, "I like Emma. I like Emma a lot. She's hot, she's laid back..sometimes. I don't know I just know I like her, but I'm not going to let myself get all mushy about it. I'm not going to turn into to some boyfriend of hers or something. She better not get her hopes up for that happening..but why not? Because I'm Jay Hogart, bad boy Jay. I roll with the fucking Montreal Crew for crying out loud! Emma and I can..have our moments or something..but that's it."
Is it too late for Emma? Has she already got her hopes up for Jay? She does think he's some big charmer now. Jay on the otherhand 'won't allow that to happen.' Him losing his image and all. What will it take to keep things going with Emma, and to keep his image? R&R & find out!