Seven

                                    

                                          
Shawn 
                          
Maybe I should've kissed her. 
                          
She's so pretty, and from our one day of becoming closer, an actually decent person. And, if that isn't enough, I've been a horny mess for the past couple months, and she seems to be in the state where she clings onto any attention given to her. 
                          
And, she's hot. 
                          
But I didn't, I didn't because I'm better than that to fall into her trap, I'm only here to make Jack jealous and once they get back together I'll just be the kid who dated the older woman and continue to do my own thing, and I am completely fine with that.
                          
She sighs and begins to walk away, when she comes back she has a white towel in her hand. She quickly gives it to me and then walks into the kitchen and sits down on one of her spin/high chairs. "Why'd you come?" She asks, taking another bite of her waffle, I continue to rub the towel through my hair while walking over and standing across from her as she takes small bites of her food.
                          
"It's raining and I didn't want you to walk in the rain." I reply, bringing the towel down to my shoulders.
                          
She smiles with those big lips of hers and says, "So you care about me." Making me chuckle.
                          
No. I don't. I couldn't care less about Cadence Rivera. However, I have to admit, this whole "making Jack mad" bit is actually quite enjoyable. Plus, she is extremely attractive as I've noted multiple times.
                          
"No, I'm just a nice person," I reply, grabbing the waffle from her lips and taking a bite myself, my favorite, blueberry.
                          
"You care, we are friends." She replies, picking up another waffle from the counter and handing it to me.
                          
I mean, she could be right, if we weren't friends I wouldn't be standing here right now.
                          
"If I say yes will you shut the fuck up about that?" I ask, she gives me a grin.
                          
"Probably not, but it's worth a try." She replies, getting up from the chair and standing in front of me.
                          
"Fine," I say looking down at her small body. She lets out a big smile and wraps her arms around my waist. At first, I'm a bit surprised, so I don't hug her back, but then I find myself holding her tight, leaning down to her height and just holding her for a little bit. She pulls away, making me do the same. Our faces are inches away, she smiles, then leans in. 
                          
What is up with this girl and kissing. 
                          
I bring my lips closer to hers, then bring my fingertips to her cheek. I pull her head in closer, until I feel her lips touch mine, then, without hesitation, I pull away. "Are you happy?" I ask, grabbing my bag from the chair. 
                          
"What?" She replies, looking up at me. 
                          
"You wanted me to kiss you right? Well there you go," I say, grabbing my keys from where I placed them. She lets out a chuckle, then grabs her backpack as well. 
                          
"Don't lie, you wanted to kiss me," she says as she pets her dog goodbye, then opens the front door. She's not wrong, I do want to kiss her, but not in the lovey-dovey type of way. I want to have sex with her. 
                          
"I'm not. You're not that great of a kisser, to be honest. I was expecting better," I reply, exiting the house. "Holy shit," I mutter to myself as I realize how heavy the rain has gotten. I run to my car, then see Cadence run out the door and to my car as well. Her hair got really wet so she's fixing it in the mirror. She looks at me through the corner of her eye, making me laugh to myself. Still, not saying a word to me. 
                          
I put the car in reverse, and begin to back out of her driveway. As soon as we hit the main road, Cadence looks at me and says "I can't believe you dont think I'm a good kisser," then looks out the window as soon as I look back at her. I stop at the stop light, then bite my bottom lip. 
                          
"It's not that you're not good, it's just that I've kissed better," I reply, getting her attention. "Plus, we only kissed for like what? One second? My opinion shouldn't even matter," I pause, then look at her again, "if you want an accurate opinion, ask Jack," I say with a chuckle. 
                          
"Not funny," She replies, then points to the windshield. I turn my head to see the light is back to green. I continue to drive straight, then turn into the school. I park in my normal spot, which is a bit far from the school so we will have to run in and still get pretty wet. "You're an asshole, you know that Shawn?" She says, grabbing her bag from the backseat.
                          
"The asshole that brought you to school on this rainy day," I reply, grabbing my things as well.
                          
"You know what your problem is, Shawn?" She asks, crossing her arms again. I sigh and then look at her once more. 
                          
"What's my problem, Cadence?" I ask, mimicking her and crossing my arms as well. 
                          
"You're a dick. you don't care about anyone but yourself, you're so absorbed in this loner status you made for yourself that you don't even have the common decency to be fucking nice to anyone," She pauses. "And, you're too hot to have such a shit personality, you know. I just can't believe that the only person I am stuck with right now is such a narcissistic, self-absorbed-"
                          
I kiss her again, this time letting it last more than one second. At first, she is clenched up, but after a little bit, she relaxes and places her hands on my upper waist. I place my fingers on her arm and begin to play with her skin. After a little, I pull away to breathe, her eyes are still closed. 
                          
"Yeah, not that great," I say, then reach into the back, grabbing one of my basketball windbreakers with my name and number on it, and throwing it to her. 

                          
"You're an asshole, Shawn Mendes," She says, grabbing the windbreaker off of her face and eying it down. I open the car door. 
                          
"Fuck yeah I am," I reply, shutting the door behind me and walking towards the school.