"Daniel, you know I'm not going to say yes." I murmured as Daniel walked into the granny flat. I walked away from the easel, the picture of Jackson was coming along so well that I was afraid for people to see it.
"I'm not going to ask you on a date." He said with a smile.
"Big word... you steal that from the warning label of a porn movie?"
"No." he scoffed, although I didn't entirely believe him. "I just thought we could hang out, together... without Jackson."
"You're really not going to give up huh?" I replied.
"Nope." Daniel smiled. "Maybe we'd have fun."
"I don't think we share the same idea of fun Daniel." I replied walking over to the sink. I poured myself a glass of water and took a sip.
"How does bowling and checking out my Mom's vinyl collection sound?" He replied, surprising me. It sounded almost tolerable.
"Actually kind of cool."
"So that's a yes?"
I looked at Daniel for a while, trying to work out if he was being genuine, or if this was just another sly attempt at making me concede to his 'charms'. Against my better judgement I leaned against the sink and sighed. "Yes."
"Really?" Daniel said, sounding kind of shocked.
"But it's not a date Daniel. We're friends." I exclaimed. "That isn't going to change."
Daniel smiled and nodded. "Don't worry, I have given up on trying to get you to date me. I really have. Besides we were always better friends."
"I'm glad you agree."
Daniel walked over to the door. "So tonight, 7pm?"
"It's not a date then."
"No it isn't... see you then."
Daniel left and I walked back to my painting. I focused on Jackson's eyes, his perfect intense stare that made me breathless and speechless at the same time. Painting this picture wasn't enough. I knew that now, ever since he had kissed me a switch had been flicked on. I realized was able to open up to him because we connected, and not just on the level we had once before, but on a deeper level. One that maybe even belonged in the realms of love. Then today in the milk shop, being that way with him, touching him, it had felt natural because I wanted it to be. I was going to tell him, tonight after hanging out with Daniel. Lay it all out, let him know that I didn't want to take back that kiss.
That amazing, blinding kiss.
I covered the painting and left the room around 3pm. Scarlett was in the office and called me in as I walked by.
"Have you seen Jackson this afternoon?" She murmured placing her guitar down.
"No, I haven't seen him since this morning." I replied.
"He's a little down. He came home in a rotten mood."
So his date went sour.
"I'll go see if he's okay." I smiled.
"Would you? He tends to clam up about certain things, and you guys seem to have really hit it off."
I stood up and nodded.
I walked up stairs not thinking much of it, and knocked on Jackson's door. "Go away." He replied.
"Jackson it's me."
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Going The DistanceRomance
Growing up as the child of rock stars was hard, but Amber had her two best friends Jackson and Daniel beside her. They understood each other in a way no one else could. Until Amber moved away at 13 to NY and everything went downhill. Her best friend...