Chapter 4; WATER
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"Jordan Black" He repeats
"Jordan? I've heard- Wait wait wait, THE Jordan Black as in the Black family?" I ask trying to figure out where I knew him from "So you've heard" I bite my lip nervously again as he says sarcastically "Pretty sure the whole world has heard" He scoffs and walks to his bed stand table taking the cup and pouring whiskey into his glass cup and downing it quickly
"What have you heard?" He asks with his back turned to me "Well not much-" "Don't lie, my whole life is basically on TV" He cuts me off "Well you're lucky you can afford a TV hence the reason I've never seen your face" He turns around surprised "What?" "Okay I didn't mean to be that dramatic but in England you're not really 'royalty' like here so I don't really pay attention to all the drama" He nods as he listens to what I say
"So what you heard? I'm a playboy? Drug dealer? Mummy's boy?" I scratch the back of my neck looking around not knowing what to say "Well besides the fact your smokin' rich, nothing like that, it's just that my friend - well roommate, has a massive crush on you and let's not talk about what she says about you in her sleep" I go on but quickly stop myself
"So why were you so shocked?" "Well we kissed-" "Here comes the but" He interrupts me and I hold my breath for a second "Yeah, erm but she really likes you so I feel bad because I feel like I'm cheating on her" He looks at me confused "But I don't even know her" "I know" I lick my lips "So, why are you so worried then?" "I don't know" I look down and I feel him walk towards me and pull me closer to him "It's you I like, not her" He holds me and I lie in his chest having my mind just on Alyssa and wondering if she got home safe since Jordan said he'd send her a driver
"Jordan I need to think about it" I step away from him as guilt eats me up "Why though?" "Jordan seriously, I have no idea who you are! What am I even doing?" "You've actually never heard of me?" He asks a bit taken back "Is there something I need to know? I need to know you personally, not what some random news articles say about you" He smiles at my sentence and I look at him funnily at his weird reaction
"What?" "Nothing" His smile grows bigger and so does my confusion "What Jordan?" I go up to him and push his shoulder back "No, It's just so surprising that somebody like you doesn't know me but somehow that makes me happy that you don't care about what other have got to say about me, you just don't hear that everyday, so brownie points" He says with a smug grim and I roll my eyes shyly pushing him away again
"Even if I did know you, I wouldn't throw myself at you" "I know" He says quickly and I smile but he mirrors that so I roll my eyes at his cheekiness
"Roll your eyes again, and it won't be the only thing you roll tonight" He says and my eyes widen but I cough it away
"I'm tired, can you drop me home now?" I ask as the situation was getting awkward "You still want to go home?" He checks his watch "I mean you did promise" I say stating the obvious and he goes silent for while as if he were thinking
"So?" I continue trying to speed him up "Okay here's a deal, you sleep here and I will drop you first thing tomorrow?" He results and I look at him as if he were crazy "Jordan" I breathe out tiredly
He raises his brow to see if I had agreed "Jordan, what is my roommate going to think?" "Oh come on, she's fine" He nudges me and I shake my head not knowing what to do
I think for about it for a while then decide to give in since I had nothing better to do anyways "Okay fine, but where am I going to sleep?" I look around then back to him "We-" He corrects me "-are going to sleep here" He steps back and walks further to the bed in the room "We?" I raise my brows "What does your religion say? No sleeping in the same bed with another person?" He says and I shake my head biting back a smile as he teases me "Hey, I was kidding" He says gently chuckling "I don't believe in anything, so I don't know what my parents' religion say on that- whatever, okay what now?" I sigh getting tired of talking about my family and he looks down to me "Well that's going to have to change" I hear him mutter and my eyes snap up to him not hearing him properly "Huh?" "Nothing" He quickly remarks
"I'll sleep here but no touching, just to prove you wrong" I walk towards him pointing to one side of the bed "Is that the only reason or just an excuse to be with me?" I ignore him and walk to his closet "Can I borrow a top then?" "All yours" He opens his hands out pointed towards me and I thank him
((NEXT DAY))
The next morning I wake up opening my eyes slowly to find Jordan staring at me, shirtless !
I get startled and look under the sheets and let out a sigh of relief, Jordan notices my actions and chuckles
"I made breakfast for you" He gets a tray from the bedside table and hands it to me "I'm not hungry" "Really because just before you went to bed you was telling me how hungry you was and next thing I know you are lights out on my bed" He raises his eyebrows up and I rub my lips together "You drugged me, didn't you?" I point at his face and he holds his hands back in surrender "Why can't I remember anything then?" "I don't know" He says smugly as if I were joking
"Well I am not hungry anymore" I put the tray on the bed and stand up "Why are you not eating Skye?" My eyes widen and my head shoots to his face
"How the hell do you know my name?!?" I ask so shocked he managed to find it out, my plan was to get as far away from him never seeing him again but now he knows my name thats just a waste, I knew I shouldn't have stayed
"It is kind of weird you slept with me and I don't even know your name" He says crossing his arms over his chest making his muscles pop out more "Well starters we didn't sleep together, I mean we did but not how you just said it and second you're the one who insisted I stayed, so how did you find out my name" I rant and he sighs
"Your friend called" He reaches into his pocket and gives me my phone "You probably might want to call her back" I quickly snatch my phone out his hands and look at my notifications
"I hope you didn't tell her your name" I walk back to the bed panicking "Damn 20 miss calls" I whisper to myself "She's probably maaaaddd" Jordan says trying to annoy me
"Who are you again?" I pretended to be clueless "What?" He looked at me as his smile faltered "I mean, I was so drunk, I don't even know who the hell you are" He ruffled his hair making him look more sexier than he already was and looked back at me
"I am Jordan remember we kissed a little-" "Wait we kissed?" I asked pretending to not know a thing "Yeah" He looked up for hope but he got no reaction from me "Well this happens you know all the time, one night stands are my thang" I lie through my teeth, I didn't want him to know I was this sweet innocent girl
"But we didn't hook up-" I interrupt him before he finished his sentence "I need to go pee" I stood up straight "Don't go to fast or-" I started to feel dizzy and began to wobble "-that would happen" He quickly rushed to me and held me firmly
"Thanks, I'm okay" I push him off "The bathrooms down the corridor I can take you there" "Can't I just use yours" "I don't let anyone in my bathroom, you know what scratch that, I don't let anyone in my room so consider yourself lucky" I rolled my eyes as he slung my arm over his shoulder "How much did I drink last night?" I ask him as he helps me "You literally had nothing so I am guessing you're a light weight" "Shush"
"I can sit on the toilet seat myself...so...get out" I say as he follows me inside the toilet "You know, I think I am perfectly fine here" He says leaning on the wall "Unless you want to die, please leave" "I was just joking, chill out Skyeeeee" He says stretching my name and quickly jumps up to leaves
"i***t" I shake my head and look at myself in the mirror "What the hell am I doing?" I put my hair into a ponytail and splashed water onto my face
I like Jordan.
I know. I know what you are thinking
Too quick?
But no boy has never been this nice
Jordan Black
And that is why I had to stay away from him
far.
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must be nice
- Writer
