"Hey." That deep sexy voice everyone loves said leaning against the locker next to yours.
"Goodbye Hoenah." You said closing your locker and walking away.
"It's Jonah!" He shouted and caught up to you.
"Oh I know." You said and kept walking.
He looked confused but then came back to where he was.
"So what are you doing tomorrow night?" He asked and put him arm around you.
"Not you." You sassed and shrugged his arm off.
He then stopped in his tracks as you kept walking.
"Oh come on!" He shouted.
the next day
"Hey y/n!" The same voice for the past few days shouted from down the hall.
You knew who it was and kept walking. You didn't dare look back to see at him.
You then heard someone run down the hall and then heard it stop behind you.
"So what are we doing tonight?" He tried again as always.
"Well I'm going to go home and take a nap." You replied.
"Can I join?"
You stopped and just stared at him.
Stupidly perfect face structure.
Stupid sharp jawline.
Stupid smirk and smile.
Perfect stupid blue eyes.
Ugh.
"You're an idiot." You stated and then tried to continue walking.
He then grabbed onto your hand and turned you around, having you face him.
"Why don't like me?" He asked confused.
"I never said I didn't." You replied.
"Then why don't you ever want to hangout?" He asked confused.
"Whenever a girl hangouts with Jonah Marais alone, we all know what happens." You said rolling your eyes.
"What happens?" He smirked.
"Okay, I'm sorry I'm the only girl who doesn't want to get in your pants." You replied as sweetly as you could.
"Which is why I like you." He smirked.
"Good for you?"
"C'mon. Look me straight in the eyes and tell me you don't find me a titch attractive."
You looked into those beautiful blue eyes.
"I find you attractive, you're just not my type." You smiled.
"What's your type?"
"Not you." You replied blowing him a kiss.
"Oh really?" He asked getting closer to you.
"One hundred percent." You said.
Your faces now were just centimeters apart from each other.
He then smacked his lips against yours.
"You still sure about that?" He whispered after pulling away from the kiss.
Still close together, you pulled him into another kiss. This time it was your decision.
"Funny... I thought I heard you just say how I'm not your type." He laughed.
"Aaand you just ruined the moment." You said about to walk away.
"Hold on." You heard him say.
He grabbed onto your arm and twirled you back to him.
He then kissed you once more.
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