Preference #105: Jealousy.

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by AmandaKovacic

by AmandaKovacic

<li class="chat_line" style="outline: none 0px; margin: 0px; border: 1px solid #e2e4e7; list-style-type: none; padding: 9px 14px;"><strong style="outline: none 0px; margin-right: 4px; display: inline-block; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;">Josh: “Y/N?” Turning around your eyes met another pair that gave your stomach an absolute flip. It was the kind of feeling that one could only get from facing someone that you had the hardest time getting over. “Hey Y/E/N.” You replied, smiling slightly. “How are you?” He grinned, “Great, I've been busy with work and everything. I got a really amazing internship in New York.” You beamed, “That's fantastic! I know how much you've always wanted to go there.” He smiled, rubbing the back of his neck, “Yeah, it's an absolute dream.” “It was so nice talking to you, I'm really glad everything worked out.” You said, giving him a small wave. “Good to see you too!” Grabbing the coffee that the barista had been holding out for quite some time you made your way back to the table, sitting down next to a very irritated looking Josh. “Who the hell was that?” He snapped. “My ex.” You replied, taking a sip of the warm liquid. Josh frowned, “Why were you flirting with him?” He said, a slight edge in his voice. You rolled your eyes, “Really Josh? I was just wishing him luck with everything, definitely not flirting. We've been separated for such a long time now. He sighed, wrapping an arm around your shoulder protectively, causing you to giggle. “You are so jealous.” You teased.</li>

<li class="chat_line" style="outline: none 0px; margin: 0px; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-color: #e2e4e7; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: #e2e4e7; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: #e2e4e7; list-style-type: none; padding: 9px 14px; background-color: #fdfdfd; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><strong style="outline: none 0px; margin-right: 4px; display: inline-block; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;">George: “Oh my god!” You shrieked, craning your neck to look beyond the crowd. “What?” George asked, standing on his toes as the buttons on his suit strained a little with the effort. You pointed a finger ahead, “Justin Bieber is less than twenty feet away from me!” You said, your voice a little high. “He is so gorgeous.” You said, sighing, as you allowed your feet to touch back onto the carpet. George smiled, looking down, before giving his hair a little shake. “What's wrong?” You asked, reaching for his hand. “Nothing.” He muttered. “George,” You reasoned, “you really cannot be upset at me.” George sighed, “How can I not be upset when you're practically drooling over another guy.” He said, a hint of anger in his voice, something that was really unusual. “But you completely fangirl over Leigh Ann, and I never say a word!” You protested. George just turned away, and you crossed your arms over your chest. “George Shelley, look at me right now.” George turned slowly, a slight glare in his eyes. Moving your hands to rest on his cheeks, you gave him a quick peck on the lips. “I love you, and only you, and even though Justin Bieber is a god, you are the most adorable, sweet, loving, and kind person I know.” George smiled, giving you a quick peck on the cheek.</li>

<li class="chat_line" style="outline: none 0px; margin: 0px; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-color: #e2e4e7; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: #e2e4e7; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: #e2e4e7; list-style-type: none; padding: 9px 14px;"><strong style="outline: none 0px; margin-right: 4px; display: inline-block; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;">Jaymi: Smiling, your fingers typed across the phone keyboard furiously. “Who are you talking to?” Jaymi asked, plopping down on the couch next to you. “George.” You replied, giggling, “he is so hilarious.” Jaymi groaned, “Yeah, so hilarious.” Jaymi got off the couch in a huff, “I'm going to bed.” He announced. You looked up at him, your eyebrows furrowed in confusion. A marimba tone sounded, signalling you had received another message. Jaymi gave you a look before stomping up the stairs. You flipped open your phone, “Hey, I better go. Jaymi is being a drama queen.” You pressed send,throwing it on the couch as you bounded up the stairs. Making your way towards the bedroom, you frowned, seeing that the light was off. Once your eyes adjusted to the light you noticed Jaymi's frame, cocooned in a set of blankets. Crawling onto the bed, you snuggled next to him, moving your hands towards his face.“Jaymi? Are you okay?” He sighed, “I don't like you talking to him.” He muttered. “Jaymi, he is my friend too.” He groaned slightly, wrapping his arm around you, “I know, I guess I just get a little jealous sometimes.”</li>

<li class="chat_line" style="outline: none 0px; margin: 0px; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-color: #e2e4e7; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: #e2e4e7; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: #e2e4e7; list-style-type: none; padding: 9px 14px; background-color: #fdfdfd; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><strong style="outline: none 0px; margin-right: 4px; display: inline-block; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;">JJ: You gave your hair a toss, biting your lip as you talked to the good looking guy in front of you. JJ had been absent all night, probably flirting with some girls, again. It was time to give him a taste of his own medicine. You felt eyes burning holes into the back of your head, and, turning around, you saw JJ glaring at you from across the bar. "Let's go." He mouthed, grinning you said goodbye to the guy, getting into the car. The ride was silent, but once you made it to the house it was a different story. “What were you doing in there?” JJ yelled, ripping off his jacket and tossing it on the couch. You smirked, closing the door behind you. “I have no idea what you're talking about.” You said, feigning innocence. “Like hell you don't.” JJ insisted, his nostrils flaring, “You were all over him!” He exclaimed. “How does it feel?” You asked, crossing your arms over your chest. “Doesn't feel good does it?” He let out a huff, “Don't you dare try and pull that on me.” “JJ, you are flirting with girls all the time, and you expect me not to care?” JJ rolled his eyes, “That's completely different, they are fans.” You shook your head, making your way to the bedroom, irritated beyond belief. All of the sudden JJ grabbed your wrist, spinning you around to face him. His chest rose and fell rapidly, his cheeks flushed, and, all the sudden he pressed his lips to yours, gripping your hips tightly, you were sure he was going to leave a mark. He pulled away, biting your bottom lip. “You're mine.” He growled.</li>

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