The Kick-off to the Heart - Chapter Three

Chapter Three

Jason

Managing to control my panting into silent breathes was difficult. I was crouched  behind a trash container in an alley , it was barely large enough to hide my body. The girl I just ran into fell hard on the ground. She looked familiar- I wanted to help her up and apologize, but the mob of obsessed woman made me run and hide. I was a coward when it came to dealing with obsessed fans.  Focusing on the conversation between the girl I just ran into and the flock of woman.  

“That’s him - did he pass through here?”  female with a breathless voice asked another.  She didn’t answer right away, which made my anxiety rise and my heart race. I really didn’t feel like running and hiding from  crazy-a*s chicks all day.  I had better things to do.                                 As I was preparing myself  to make a run for it �" I got distracted  by a robust female voice.                        

“ Yes , he passed through here. ”  she finally answered. ´She was rating me out…’   My breathing stopped,  my heart barely beating.    “ He passed through this alley , turned right crossed the street and , I think, he took a second left…”  she answered her voice clear and fierce. She was covering for me.  I sank to the ground, crouched against the container. A rush of relief washed over me.       

“ You’d have to be fast though,   if you want to catch up with him.  ”    The guardian angel told the group of woman. 

“Thank you!!!! “   A couple of girls shouted at her while running passed my hiding spot and out of the alley. ´Thank God´  

My adrenaline was still alive and rushing through my veins, trying to find a escape.  Thus I waited a couple minutes before I decided to show my face again. Calming my body.

“You can come out of hiding now. “   The angel said to me standing close to the container. I quickly recovered myself and stood up. Observed the surroundings, I turned my face towards hers.                        I recognized her, she was the girl in the supermarket who called me a*s-face �" after I called her fat.  She captivated me that day - she was not intimidated by me nor did she know who I was. It was like a breath of fresh air.  Even though I was such a dick to her yesterday, today she saved my a*s from a flock of psycho  girls. I was speechless.  

I met her piercing blue, grey eyes,  she was breath-taking.  She had long, thick blonde hair that reflected into the sun, she had full lips with a  color that reminded me of strawberries.  Her face was beautiful and delicate. My eyes traveling south , she had a lovely summer tan, not the spray tan kind, but the natural kind. Her shoulders lean but strong,  her chest ... God,  her chest was perfect and full , not too big - but big enough to haunt your mind for eternity.

I forced my eyes away from her chest  to her stomach. She had a flat stomach, certainly not fat . It made me feel like a bigger jerk. Not only was she not fat, she was the most beautiful creature I’ve ever laid eyes on.  She was wearing a grey tight shirt that hugged  her  every curve .  Licking my lips moist. Her hips were  beautifully round -  the kind most man would kill for. Literally. 

Forcefully, I  snatched my eyes up to meet hers.

“ Thanks, ”  I said, walking around the container to face her directly.  As I was stepping towards  her, I could smell her through the summer breeze  - she smelled like vanilla and coconut. A erotic combination that made my groin stiffen.  I forced the thoughts out and focused myself on pronouncing words.

“Thank you,  you saved me and my a*s.  Seriously  - those woman would have abused my rear.”  I said, trying to make her laugh, but failed miserably. I was a few feet away from her,  holding my stare to hers. She hasn’t said a word to me - nor did she show any type of emotion or reaction. She just burned a whole in my face with her vicious stare.   It made me uncomfortable and nervous. Those two emotions combined made me hate the effect she had on me.  I am not used to these reactions, I like to think I’m pretty confident guy �" but she made me anxious.   This is not the first time I felt this tension between us:  Yesterday morning was the first. But instead processing the emotions , I shut it out and gotten irritable that I couldn’t keep them intact. That resorted me to latch out at her.   I was determined to make it up to her.

“ I don’t know how to thank you, but I would like to.  I was a complete jerk yesterday. It makes feel even worse knowing  you were kind enough to help me. ” I said with a soft steady voice.  “Why did you cover for me? After I was such a ‘a*s-face’ yesterday ? “  Her eyebrows shot up , she looked at me surprised.

  “ Ooh. So you do remember yesterday?”  she  asked . Her voice carried slight amused tone.

“Yes of course I remember, you are pretty difficult to forget. “ I said my voice uncertain. When I ran into her a couple of moments ago, I was too busy planning my escape to focus on the girl I ran into with full speed. Even though I didn’t recognize her at first, she did haunt my mind thru the entire night…  A unpleasant feeling twisted in my gut, I didn’t like to admit these rushes of emotions she caused. It was unfamiliar territory.

I inhaled a deep breath , smelling her�" my groin start to twitch again. ’ F**k ‘ I thought.   I need to say something before she can answer my last comment.  

“Hey, I was certainly wrong! Your definitely not fat!  “  I blurted out. The words escaped my mouth before I could stop them. ‘Idiot! ‘   My sub conscious was yelling at me.    She was looking murderous at me �" instead of drilling holes in me, she was stabbing daggers and shooting bullets with her stare. If looks could kill, I would have died a hundred times.  Before I could start apologizing.  Her mouth was moving - she was talking, reacting. 

“Gee, thanks. ” She said her voice stiff.  I could tell she was struggling to keep her temper intact. Nevertheless, she had amazing self-control.  “All though I have to say, your face still reminds me of a a*s.”    She sneered.  That got a unexpected laugh from me, this was her way of calling me ‘a*s-face’ again.  

“ Well, I  am not wearing any make up today, so maybe we can meet tomorrow and I’ll make sure my face will look less a*s-ish…  And  I would like to make it up to you and thank you for covering for me. How does diner at seven o’clock sound? What’s your address?  I will pick you up! ”   I said confident. Finally, her lips twisted into a flashing smile. Her teeth were perfectly straight and naturally white, it made her even more striking.  My heart skipping a beat.

“Sorry, I am not interested. But consider yourself forgiven. I have to go, I am on a schedule. You enjoy your day now” She answered, flashing her white teeth and winking at me. Before I could say anything, she quickly turned around and walked away, out of the alley. Leaving me shocked.

Not only did she quote my sentence from yesterday, when I tried to ignore her plea involving her ice cream, but she blew me off! I have never experienced rejection before.  Most woman would do anything to spend a day or even one hour with me, but she couldn’t get away fast enough.  This bothered me. This woman troubled me too the core. Not because she rejected me , which I found oddly hot, but because she was dismantling all my armaments.

One thing was certain:  I had to have her.

Author's Note

please ignor the grammar mistakes, this is the first rough draft. and my first attempt to write a novel. I have no one to help me along the way- i am doing this solo, so please - feedback is Appreciated .