After everyone realized Stephen was off his rocker he was arrested, I pressed charges, and everything was back to normal. Well, almost back to normal. Jason and I were closer than ever, however, whenever he came over Austin would try to rile him up or just stormed out of the house without a word. Austin's behavior didn't bother me as much as it used to, but it still hurt my feelings. Why couldn't he just accept my relationship with Jason? How come they didn't like each other?
"What's going on in that pretty little head of yours?" Jason asked as we relaxed on the couch. He began running his fingers through my hair and I sighed in content before sitting up.
I sighed and offered him a tiny smile. "Just random things." I shrugged and looked at everything but Jason. He could read me so easily it scared me sometimes. He always knew when something was bothering me even when I tried convincing him I was fine.
He raised an eyebrow at my answer and gave me a knowing look. "Is this about your brother?" He asked even though he already knew the answer. I silently nodded and sent him an apologetic look. He squeezed my hand and smiled. "Look, I don't want to be the reason that you and your brother stop talking. If you want us to stop dating for the sake of your relationship with Austin we can."
Wait, we were dating? He never actually asked me to be his girlfriend. "What?" I dumbly asked after a moment of silence. "Of course I don't want to stop seeing you! If Austin cared about me like he claims then he's just going to have to accept the fact that we're together."
Jason smiled, causing his eyes to light up, and he grabbed my face before kissing me. He tugged on my bottom lip with his teeth and smiled into the kiss and pulled away. I'm pretty sure I had a glazed expression on my face from the intensity of that kiss. He chuckled and his face turned serious.
"So I have something to ask you." He said and grabbed my hand.
"Okay?" My heart began to beat erratically in my chest.
"So, the homecoming game is next Friday and it would be my honor if you wear my class ring and go to my homecoming dance with me." He asked.
Blood rushed to my ears and I swallowed the lump in my throat. His class ring? That would be like the ultimate betrayal to Austin. I always wore his ring during the homecoming game, it was a tradition we came up with when he became the starting quarterback during our Sophomore year. He thought if I wore the ring it would bring the team good luck. It was stupid and silly, but it was our thing to do.
This whole situation was bad enough, but the fact that both of our schools were actually playing against each other at the homecoming game just made this decision harder. On one hand I had to support my brother and cheer for my school; on the other hand the boy I liked and who actually liked me back wanted my support for his team. The rival school. How could I support the school I was bred to hate because of years of tradition?
Jason saw my troubled expression and grabbed my hand. "You don't have to make the decision now. I'm sorry if I'm causing you any issues, I just want everyone to know who my girl is." He said and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.
His girl. The thought of being Jason sent my heart racing. I don't know how much more exciting news my little heart could take. "So I'm your girl?" I smirked and folded my arms.
Jason sent me a cocky grin. "Of course you are. Do you need me to prove it to you?"
"Hmm." I tapped my chin while thinking. "I'm not so sure I'm your girl. Technically you never asked me to be your girlfriend."
His face paled at my statement. I started laughing as he started tripping over his words. "Don't worry, I'll figure something out so you can't say no." He winked. "In the meantime, will you consider what I asked you?" He gave me a puppy dog look that I'm sure only the devil could resist.
I ran my fingers through his hair and down the sides of his face. My thumb ran across his lip and he kissed it. "Of course I'll go to the dance with you." I beamed.
He scooped me up into another breathtaking kiss, making me momentarily forget about the internal war I was currently having.
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Dallas Keller is the stereotypical ideal high school girl you see in the movies; tall, blond, pretty, cheerleader, popular and has a football boyfriend. All Dallas wants to do is enjoy her summer before she starts her senior year in high school, but...