P.S I love you by Micky!:) (nice books to read .txt) 📖

better?” he looked at me. He was so close to me I felt his breath as he talked. I felt the flush in my cheeks. He took a pencil out of his back pocket and wrote reliable, irresistible, and attractive.
“Oh I don’t think so, none of this is true!” I argued. I tried to snatch the paper back but he put it over his head keeping it from me.
“Keep it on there,” he demanded.
“No give me it I’ll just use a different piece of paper when I get home,” I said and put both hands on my hips.
“No, I know you won’t because you know all of this is true. I know how I make you feel. You’re blushing underneath, you’re also nervous,” his face was very close to mine he was breathing on me. His breath smelt like mint.
“No that’s a lie, I mean I’m nervous because you’re in my personal bubble I’m Closter phobic,” my breath was shaky and uneasy. He could tell because he was grinning now and he took a step closer. He put his hand on my cheek and stroked it. He smiled and touched my lip with his thumb and dragged it down. He rubbed my lipstick between his fingers.
“You would look so much prettier without it,” he looked sincere. I peeled his hand off of my face and coughed.
“Will you just answer my questions so I can go?” I held out my hand for the paper back.
“Aubrey?” he looked into my eyes.
“Yes, James,” I said in response and he gave me the paper.
“I don’t care what you take off and fix,” he said as if to be giving me permission to take it off.
“Okay, good,” I said as I grabbed the piece of paper and erased everything.
“What do you like to do?” I wrote number one on my crinkled F work paper.
“Um, play pool. C’mon that’s an easy question I mean you did come down here just for me,” he batted his eyelashes.
“Actually I came down here to save my grade. I don’t know if you’ve noticed but I’m not obsessive or a stalker so I know nothing about you at all,” I had batted my eyelashes mocking him. He backed my body against the pool table and put both of his arms on either side of me.
“I’m not a stalker I just know you really well,” his lips were centimeters away from mine I ducked under him and backed away.
“Can you just finish writing down stuff about yourself I have to call Matt and tell him I’m going to a party with him,” I shook the paper in front of me and his body turned fast in my direction.
“Matt Cedar?” he asked and took another step closer to me.
“Um yeah him,” I said. I was confused of his horrid expression though.
“You’re not going anywhere with him,” he demanded.
“You’re not my mom last time I checked my mom was a girl,” my voice had a lot of venom in the sarcasm.
“Then call me your dad,” his boyish smile was gone this was all serious.
“Last time I checked my dad was dead,” I said and pushed past him tears spilling out the corners of my eyes. He tried to grab my elbow but it slipped from his grip. I pushed open the doors and ran to my car. I sat there and cried. Why did he bring that up? I heard the trickling of the rain on my car and tried to start the ignition.
“Damn it!” I screamed and hit the steering wheel with my head. Then I heard pounding on my door I looked up and it was James.
“Open the door,” he screamed through my windshield.
“Why?” I asked and he started to walk to the passenger’s side. He opened it and sat down.
“You need a ride,” he didn’t ask well he kinda more of told me.
“No I can walk,” I said and got out of the car.
“No you can’t its freezing and you live 3 miles away,” he said and shrugged out of his jacket and gave it to me.
“Who are you? How do you know where I live? How do you know everything I like? How did you know this was my car? Why do you tease me? Why do you not want me to hang out with Matt?” all of my questions were just coming out now. He picked me up and took me to his car and put me in the passenger’s side. He shut the door and went to his side and got in and started his black jeep.
“I’m sorry about your dad,” he said as he was driving.
“I don’t want to talk about it. My mom’s not home tonight either so I’m alone again,” I said and his eyebrow shot up. It was quiet for the rest of the way home. When I got home he got up and went to my front door I followed and he took a key out of his pocket. He saw my shocked face.
“You dropped it back at the casino,” he said innocently giving me the keys back.
I opened the door and his hands were on my door frame.
“Going to invite me in?” he asked already inside.
“Are you hungry?” he asked and walked into the kitchen.
“Can you answer my questions?” I asked.
“I’m afraid not,” he looked at me curiously.
“Well then get out of my house and if you’re going to the party see you there,” I said pushing him out of the door.
“No don’t go to the party,” he looked hurt.
“Then I want answers,” I demanded and tapped my foot on my floor waiting.
“I can’t tell you,” he said. I pushed him all the way out of the door and slammed it. I ran upstairs and jumped on my bed and screamed into my pillow. He was there beside my bed.
“You can’t get rid of me that fast,” he said with a grin spread wide across his face.
“How did you get in my house?” I asked demanding an answer.
“You should try to actually lock the door,” he said sitting on the edge of my bed.
“What do you want from me?” I asked sitting up.
“I want you to eat you must be starving,” he said and grabbed my hand. His smile was all fox and playful.
“Don’t touch me,” I stammered and pushed him back. He didn’t move at all.
“Seriously let me make you a taco you have to be hungry,” he said and started to walk down stairs but I stopped him short.
“Look I’ll let you make me a taco if you tell me who you are. How did you know so much about me? Why do you want me to stay away from matt? I just don’t understand,” I said but my eyes started to water.
“Then looks like you’re going to starve,” he said as he walked out of my house. I went and dead bolted the door. I didn’t know if he was gone for sure until I looked out the window and he was gone. So I went upstairs got in my night clothes and wrote in my diary.
Dear diary,
It has been a long day today. First I met this really cute guy named Matt except he did something strange in P.E. He smelt my neck. How weird is that? Then I met this other cute guy named James who just seemed to love my company. Matt asked me to go to a party with him, so I told James and he said not to go and I don’t know why. He said Matt was dangerous. But I’m going to risk my chances and go to that party I mean how dangerous could he be.
Love,
Aubrey <3
Then I went to bed and fell asleep.
It was light outside had to of been morning. I was by a monument in central park. New York? I have always wanted to go for some reason but I don’t know why. It has just always fascinated me. The date on the central park old fashioned clock read January 3rd, 1834. I turned to my side and there was me and James. I was watching myself? James doesn’t look different at all still cute and wait, why is he here with me? “Hey so how did you like the O blood? Is it better than the A?” he asked me and I turned to him drinking the O blood. Ewww that is gross. What was my problem? “Yes it is delicious. Its sweet just like you,” the other me said and planted a kiss on his lips and he kissed me back but for a longer time. He grabbed my face with both of his hands. “I love you Rose Bennder,” he said softly. My name is not Rose what is he talking about and why is the other me smiling? “I love you to Jake Renner,” the other one of me said.
I awoke to my mom shaking me telling me I was going to be late to school I put on a pink silk long-sleeved shirt from victoria secret that sagged at the neck hole leaving it exposed so i put a white V tank underneath it. I grabbed my backpack and left for school.
When I arrived to first period I saw James. “So you didn’t die of starvation last night?” he asked and folded his arms across. I rolled my eyes.
“I’ve decided I’m going to that party,” I said as I rolled some lip gloss over my lips. He looked at me like I was crazy.
“You’re not going to listen to my warning I told you he’s not safe. He’s a dangerous guy but if you want to put yourself in danger fine by me,” I could tell in his eyes he wasn’t okay with me getting hurt but I don t know why.
“Well good because I’m going and that’s that,” I said matter-of-fact. I looked forward and he just stared at me with longing. It was really creepy. He looks at me like he’s known me forever. The only thing is I have never seen him before in my life.
“Uh you are impossible,” he said and collapsed his head into his hands.
“So are you,” Did I counter attacked his insult? I think I did. I sat there still staring straight for some reason loving the attention I was getting from him. His eyes were all over me and I love it. After a few beats of silence he smiled at me. I don’t know why but all the sudden his smile was comforting and it seemed familiar like I’ve seen it before the 2 days I’ve known him for. Then I remembered my dream last night. He was in it and he kissed me. I felt hot in the cheeks and it took me a minute to realize I was blushing. The teacher was talking but I was giving him the least bit of my attention.
“I had a weird dream last night,” I confessed to him in a whisper afraid the teacher would over hear.
“And?” he bobbed his head slightly, telling me to go on.
“You were in it and we were in central park in 1834,” I paused for a short moment. “It was odd I’ve never had a