Running Into You

I was still looking at my feet, quietly. Jaime wasn’t saying anything. I was getting nervous.

“Jaime…” I said, quietly. I finally looked up at him, and he had this expression on his face that I couldn’t read.

“Jaime…?” I said again. He grabbed me by the waist and pulled me into a hug.

“I’m so sorry that happened to you,” he said, it sounded like he may start crying. This made me start to get up set, I had tears in my eyes.

“It’s… not you fault?” I said, everything that I said came out as a question.

“No, I know sweetie. Any man, who take advantage of a girl like that…is,” he trailed off. I rested my head on his chest and he just let me cry.

It’s a hard thing to admit that you were raped. Especially if you were a virgin, it’s something that is taking from you. I never really got to say ‘I’m ready to give myself to another person,’

I finally pulled myself together. I he took my face in his hands and kissed me lightly on the lips. I laughed lightly, shook my head and smiled up at him. He look his thumb and wiped away a tear.

“Why, don’t we head back to my place,” he said, wrapping his arm around my waist. I rested my head on his shoulder.

“Mhmm,”

When I got back to the car, it hit me that Jaime really is one of the most caring guys I have ever met.

After we had been in the car a little bit, Jaime had his hand on my knee, rubbing it.

“So… not counting being…raped, How old were you when you REALLY lost your virginity?” he asked, actually concerned.

“I was seventeen,” I said, looking from the window to his face.

“Wow, gettin it early,” he said, laughing softly.

“Shut up, how old were you?” I said, smacking his leg.

“Eighteen,” he said.

“Like that’s any different!” I giggled, he smirked.

“Hey! I was a legal adult, okay?” he said, grabbing my hand and holding it in his. He started to rub his thumb on the inside of my palm.

I am truly happy with Jaime. He makes me feel special in a way no man has ever made me feel. I mean I have had my fair say of boyfriends and hookups. But, Jaime is important to me, I really love him.

“Jaime, don’t let that whole truth-gut-spilling-hardest-thing-I-have-ever-done-in-my-entire-life ruin the rest of the weekend for us. Okay?” I asked, looking from the window to his face.

“It won’t. I just want you to know how special you are to me. I know we have dated shit long. But, from the first time I saw you I knew you were something special. Dude, that sounds so corny…” he said, shaking his head and grinning.

“Awh, babe. It was cute, I love you too,” I said, kissing his cheek.

We were almost back to his place it was at least 8:30pm. Jaime and I didn’t even do anything productive and I was kind of sleepy.

When we got back to his place. We got changed into Pjs, and I pulled my messy beach smelly hair into a phony tail. I came out of the bathroom and Jaime was in sweats and a t-shirt and he smelled so good.

I walked over to the couch and sat down next to him. He was playing random scales on his acoustic guitar. He smiled at me and continued to play.

“Can I see that a second?” I asked, pointing at his guitar.

“Sure,” he said, handing it over.

I took it and play a few random chords adjusting to it. Then I started to play a song that had been stuck in my head recently.

“Dear you, this is got to be one of the most heartfelt things I, can put together on a piece of paper to let you know,” I sang, as I continued to sing Jaime just looked at me with this look on his face I couldn’t really comprehend. It was cute.

“Live every day with out any regret I’m falling back into you…We hold heads high while bullets fly,”

Jaime was no longer staring at me. He had his eyes closed and he was tapping his fingers to the beat on this leg. He was leaned back against the couch. His hair was all curly and in his eyes, he was so beautiful. Is it weird to say that about a guy? I don’t really care, he is.

“And I know that I’ve been asking a lot but, would you run away with me, right now? I’ve got the whole world figured out,” As I finished the song, he opened his eyes to look at me with a sheepish smile on his face.

“That was really good. That wasn’t yours, was it?” he asked, as I set the guitar down and shook out my hair.

“Nah, it’s by a pop punk band called Man Overboard,” I said

“Oh, it’s a pretty song,” he said, pulling me close to him. I lean up against him.

I can’t believe I have only known him a few weeks and I felt so close and connected to him. He is funny, cute, musically talented. From that he can play an instrument, sing, scream and rap. He can mixed beats and produce music. He is one of the most prefect people I have ever met. But, I wouldn’t tell him that to his face. I haven’t known him long enough to know his flaws. Although I a pretty sure I would still love him, flaws and all.
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I fell asleep for about an hour. When I woke up I had a strong craving for homemade cookies. Jaime was watching reruns of It’s Always Sunny.

“Hi-meeeee” I whined sleepily

“Waatt?” he asked, smiling down at me.

“I wanna make cookies,”

“I don’t have anything to make said cookies” he said, running his fingers through my hair.

“Well, lets go get some,” I said, getting up off the couch and spilling on slippers. I walked back into Jaime’s bedroom and stole a random hoodie of his.

“Lets go,”

“You are really gonna go to the store dressed like that?” he asked,

“Dude, its 11:30 and I have a boyfriend. Do I really care what I look like to other people?” I said, opening the door. I walked out to his car and got into the drivers seat.

When we go to the store, we walked around and picked up everything we needed to make cookies. Sugar, flour, baking soda, eggs, chocolate chips, vanilla. And just incase we screwed up…tollhouse cookie dough.

“I thought you said you could bake?” Jaime asked, skeptical.

“I can, but can you?” I asked, bumping him with my hip as we waited in the 24hour market.

“Hey! I can… no not really,” he said, giving me a side hug. I giggled and kissed his nose.