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"You took my heart and you held it in your mouth.

And with a word all my love came rushing out.

And every whisper,

it's the worst,

Emptied out by a single word.

There is a hollow in me now.

So I put my faith in something unknown.

I'm living on such sweet nothing."


- Sweet Nothing by Calvin Harris ft. Florence Welch


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CLASS WAS ME DODGING JASON. He appeared out of nowhere and scared the heck out of me so many times; it was the hardest dodging him in class. He would sit by me and try to hand me notes or try and get my attention.

Many reasons floated around my head about why I shouldn't talk to him, one he was friends with Bianca. She had managed to capture him in her little trap.

I walked out of my last class before strolling down the hill towards my parked car, it was a dusty black Jeep with grim all over it. Most couldn't even tell it was a black Jeep.

I unlocked it, continued to text J about picking me up at seven, and then ran into somebody. I caught my phone before it hit the ground, it was already shattered with the cracks from my hiking trip -

"Amara."

I froze, I was midway from straightening up as I stared at where my phone may have landed. I heard a cough as I gently leaned back before slowly turning to meet Jason's pale blue eyes.

"Jason."

He nodded, a smile tugging at his lips. "Amara, I was wondering why you got the sudden urge to ignore me about... Everywhere?"

I just stared at him, I tried to glare to make him go away but he stood tall with his thick frame. I tensed up when he stepped closer, "Amara, are you okay?" His eyes seemed to soften then fill with worry, him worried about me?

"Yes, sorry. It's just - I don't know you, Jason. I'm sorry, just... I've got to go." I felt my voice crack as I gently climbed into my Jeep and threw my backpack aside, I was about to shut the door but Jason had already managed to roll down my window and close the door.

He leaned against my car as I buried my head in my scarf, "Okay, first off, I'm sorry about completely smashing your phone to pieces. Second, I'm sorry I haven't been very... Welcoming. It's some personal matters-" That caught my attention, pretty boy with personal matters? "-and I don't want to ruin anymore relationships I have or had. You seem to know your way around things... Third, I just want to get to know someone... Someone I can trust, okay?" He mumbled as I gently turned my head as I noticed he was staring at his camera.

"Jason, I - " I started.

"Amara, can I make it up to you? Can I please get a second chance? For whatever I did, please." He sounded like he was begging, what was going on inside his head?

I bit my lip and looked down, I was defiantly being a jerk. Closing him out for doing nothing, not all people are the same. I should know this. Don't judge a book by it's cover. Look at Lexi and Kate, they aren't what people think they are...

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