Battling Bands

~Jessica’s POV~He watches me, Andy does, the whole time we watch tv. He doesn’t once watch a full 10 minutes of the movie. I shift uncomfortably in my seat on the couch. Ever wonder what a mouse feels like when it knows a hawk is watching it? This is what that feels like. An unmoving gaze, locked intently on watching your every move. It’s nerve racking because you don’t know what they’re thinking. I only make eye contact with him a couple times. I do it again, but this time, Jinxx notices.
“Guys, quit eye-fucking each other! Its really awkward to watch.” He says sarcastically. Oh was that what we were doing. It’s a lot more intense than what people make it seem like. But, I mean, it’s not like fucking someone isn’t intense but what would I know about that? Oh right… I do it a lot… oops?
“Hey, blame Andy! He started it!” I play the blame game. Andy just shrugs, not denying my claim. Damn, why does he have to be so agreeable? I hate that about him. Not once has he denied anything. It’s like trying to argue with a brick. They just sit there letting you accuse them of things that they may or may not have done. “Well, I’ve had enough eye-fucking for tonight. I’m going to bed,” I announce getting up from my place on the couch. I slowly make my way up to my temporary room. I get into bed and slowly fall asleep.
He dances with me. The Pervert and The Slut. Our bodies moving like liquid fire jumping, beautiful, and graceful. Together, we have blurred. He entices me with his Tiffany Blue eyes, and his sexy lips. He watches me with an intensity that makes me feel like the only girl in the world. Andy smiles at me and it makes me blush my lips turning a shade of red so deep that it must almost be purple. He leans in and closes the distance between our lips. He kisses me so deeply.
I wake up. I am almost ashamed of what I just dreamed… Emphasis on ALMOST! I get out of bed and look at my phone. It’s 9:47 which is really late for me. I walk into the bathroom and go to potty. Just a little too late, I realize the someone is taking a shower. Crap, I try to finish up and sneak out of the bathroom as quickly and quietly as possible, but just as I open the door to leave, Andy steps out of the shower wearing a towel around his waist. Oh crap!

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