smirked at me and I laughed.
“ I just mean that I have so much revision to do, I don’t want to be constantly checking my phone to see if you’ve messaged me. Knowing you, you’ll just be sending me messages full of ‘We are the Arsenal’ or the lyrics to some other song you idiots sing.” He laughed at me.
“ So I’m an idiot as well as an arse?” Jamie smirked over at me before looking back to the road. “Now you are just planting ideas in my head. Keep them coming.” He laughed again.
Jamie was so funny and playful but no one ever saw that side of him; that was what drew me to him. I only knew about it as he liked to pick on me as we supported rival football teams; he was a massive Gunners fan and I was a Spurs fan. My friends didn’t understand why I was so obsessed with him; of course they thought he was good looking but none of us were the kind of girls to fall for looks alone (well except for Megan anyway). I often stayed maybe fifteen minutes after class to talk to him about football and random stuff like music so they just didn’t know him like I did.
“ Ok, you can have it. I study just after school though until five or six so you aren’t allowed to call or text me before then. I need to concentrate and I don’t need you distracting me” with your super sexiness, I mentally added. I poked him in the arm and looked in my bag for a pen and piece of paper and wrote my number down for him. He pulled into my street and I noticed my mum and dad’s cars were both gone, I chuckled as I imagined inviting him in and my parents going batshit crazy on their return, catching him sneaking out of the back door.
“ What’s so funny?”
“ Nothing…” I shook my head trying to clear the image.
“ Where’s your phone?” I took it out of my pocket and he got his too. He dialled my number and rang it.
“ Just checking you didn’t give me a fake number” He winked at me, it was slowly becoming my new favourite thing that he did “and now you have mine”
“ As if I would do that to you” I gave him a sly smile, undid my seatbelt and gathered my things about to leave the car. “Thanks for the ride home… Again” I smiled at him.
“ You are very welcome” he smiled. “So…” He said undoing his belt, twisting in his seat. “Do I get a goodbye kiss?”
“ No… You can have a ‘see you later’ kiss” I smiled as I leaned over to him and he hooked one hand in my hair, planting a soft kiss on my lips. He ran his tongue over my bottom lip like he did before asking to deepen our kiss and our tongues tied together again in their own little dance. We were both breathless by the time we pulled away; he leaned his forehead against mine and sighed.
“ I wish I didn’t have to bring you home”
“ Me too” I smiled sadly at him. “I should go in before…” I trailed off.
“ Before what?” he smirked at me.
“ Before you convince me it’s a good idea to take you with me.”
“ Damn, there goes my next plan then.” My heart was pounding in my chest. I leaned over again to softly press my lips to his once more. Would it be so bad if I asked him to come in for a while? My parents probably wouldn’t be home until close to midnight anyway, or if I just told him to drive us away and never look back? We could just run. I took a deep breath to calm myself.
“ I’ll talk to you later?” I asked as I got out of his car, feeling every inch of growing distance between us.
“ Try and stop me”
THREE
I ran inside the house and slammed the front door closed, leaned my back up against the wood and slid to the floor in a daze. Did I just dream that? I touched my fingertips to my lips which were still tingling from the feel of Jamie’s pressed against them; I ran my fingers over to behind my ear and down my neck which was still sensitive to touch. I shivered remembering his lips there a little over fifteen minutes ago.
Staring at the phone in my hand I contemplated messaging him