He
is...
what i
wish for on 11:11
what i ask for when i blow out my birthday candles
what i dream about every night
always in my heart
always in my memories
always on my mind
the one i go to when im upset
the one who gives me the best hugs
the one who breaks my heart
the reason why i breathe
the reason im still alive on this earth
my life
my world
my best friend
But most of all, he's my EVERYTHING
Untitled
Chapter Two Part Six
I slam
the door shut.
"What the hell is he doing
here?" I say to my parents.
"I just came by to see if you're busy
tonight Ills," Xavier told me.
Xavier was a the guy I dated before Jax. Dating someone in junior
high, I didn't think it was anything serious. Yeah, I thought
that Xavier and I would be together forever and all, but all in
all, it was just childish love. If love is what you wanted to
call it. Although, Xavier gave me space, surprised me with gifts,
and he's been a friend of mine since I moved here; well until
him and I broke up.
"Yes, Xavier, I'm
busy," I said throwing up my left hand.
"I see. Well man, can I take your girl
out tonight if you don't have a problem with her hanging out
with her hot ex-boyfriend?" Xavier said turning to Jax.
The funny thing was, Xavier knew he was hot. Back in junior high
he was a nobody, but since high school he's a big wig
executive for some business that makes about a billion dollars a
year selling computers. I never would have
imagined him doing that. Xavier is Mexican, so he has dark tan
skin, amazing brown eyes and he twirls his 'R's
in such a way.. It's exciting. But, I'm with Jax now, and
I love him more than anyone I've ever dated.
"I have a problem with that, and I'm
sure she wouldn't want to do anything with you;
seeing as how her and I are engaged," Jax told him. I
smirked.
"Jealous much," Xavier said, then he
walked towards me and said, "Here's my number Chica,
I'll be waitin' on that call." Then he was out the
door and gone.
I looked at the paper with his number on it and threw it away.
His number hasn't changed since he got his cell phone in 8th
grade. I had it memorized.
Xavier really must have gotten under Jax's skin, because Jax
went right up to my room after Xavier left.
When I made it up to my room Jax was laying down on my bed
watching my ceiling fan. I could tell he was thinking about
something.
"What's on your mind?" I asked
him.
"What's his story? I mean, what's
the story between him and you Illy?"
"Nothing much. We dated from 7th to 8th
grade, and I broke up with him because he was always hanging out
with girls and ignoring my phone calls."
"He called you Ills."
"Yea, that's what he used to call me
when him and I dated. No biggy Babe."
"You're not going to go and hang out
with him behind my back are you?"
"Nope, I'd def tell you if I was
going to hang out with him."
"Oh, so you want to hang out
with him."
"That's not what I said
Jaxson."
"Right."
"Jax look, Xavier is old news. I
don't love him, and I'm not sure I ever really did. I
love you. I'm going to marry you. Only you."
"I know Illy. I'm sorry I doubted
you. Now come here."
I layed down on the floor with Jax, and rested my head on his
chest. We ended up falling asleep.