Waking up next to Jayden Breeze was definitely a strange way to start my Sunday morning. Even more strange was the fact that I didn't immediately push his arm off of me or shove him out of my bed. He deserved this at the very least. If it weren't for him, I would be in a whole new world of pain. Not that I'm not hurting from what Josh tried to do to me, I am extremely hurt. Although it would have been a million times worse had I slept with him. Luckily, Jayden had stopped that from happening.

I had been beyond furious when I saw that he had shown up to my house. That anger was nothing compared to the blistering rage that I felt when I saw Scott. The biggest douche in the world was related to the best actor in the world. Josh had played the part so well, he was so sweet and caring but little did I know it was all to get in my pants. Now that I think of it, how Josh acted was how Scott had acted towards me... before he broke my heart obviously.

Perhaps I should take an oath to allow no boy near me again. Then that would mean I would have to shove Jayden out of my bed, and I didn't want to do that. His warm arm was draped over me and his slow, relaxed breaths were tickling the hairs on the back of my neck. More than anything I wanted to roll over and look at his face. I had a feeling he looked adorable when he was sleeping. But if I moved, I would wake him and then the awkwardness would begin... so instead I laid there with my eyes open thinking about how stupid I could be sometimes. There I was laying in bed with a guy, that until recently I hated, after almost being humiliated and having my heart crushed... again.

I sighed to myself and moved out from under his arm as sneakily as I could and made my way to the bathroom to brush my teeth. When I first woke up I didn't feel hungover, huge shocker considering how much I drank, but the small walk from my room to the bathroom had sent my stomach into a fit of gurgles. Just before it all came spewing out I lifted the toilet seat and pulled my hair back out of my face. It just kept coming and coming until there was nothing left to throw up except stomach acid.

"Are you okay?" I whipped around and saw Jayden standing in the bathroom doorway looking a bit disgusted. Who wouldn't be? The entire bathroom probably smelled like puke and vodka.

"Water." I croaked and pointed to the sink. Jayden filled up the glass of cold water and handed it to me quickly before stepping back away from the source of the stink. I quickly rinsed out my mouth a couple times and then drank the remaining water, it felt good on my now sore throat.

"You look like hell..."

"Really? I thought I would look like a fairy-tale princess after a night like that." I rolled my eyes and filled up the glass again and drank it all down before speaking again. "What did you expect? Malibu Barbie?"

"I didn't mean to offend you." he said with his head down. "Look, I'm sorry for sleeping in your bed, but you asked me to stay with you. I was just worried they might come back and try to finish what they started. You don't understand how angry I was, and I didn't want anything to happen to you. I never want anything bad to happen to you." Jayden rambled on and I stood there smiling because it was one of the most adorable things I had ever witnessed. I cracked a smile when he finally stopped rambling and he looked back at me a little flushed.

"Jayden Breeze are you blushing?" I said in a teasing tone.

"No." he blurted before turning around and leaving me alone in the bathroom with the gross aroma.

A crap load of toothpaste and a half a can of febreeze later, the taste and smell of vomit was finally gone. I returned to my room and took in my full reflection for the first time. Jayden wasn't kidding. I looked like hell. I was still in my party clothes from the night before and they were all wrinkled from sleeping in them. My eyes were puffy from crying and black streaks ran down my face, note to self purchase cry proof makeup. The curls in my hair had fallen into tangles and my head looked like a frizzy mess. The only way to fix this was a nice hot shower.

Twenty minutes later, I was clean and dressed in comfortable sweatpants and a long t-shirt. Today would be a lazy day, no makeup and no tight clothing. Just comfort, comfort and more comfort. As I made my way down to the kitchen, I heard some laughter and wondered who else was up. When I rounded the corner, I saw Jayden, Jason, Alex, and James all standing there with their shirts off and flexing their abs. Amanda and Cali were watching with huge grins on their faces.

"Alex wins." Amanda said batting her eyelashes at him, he did a weird creepy kiss thing back to her.

"You're just trying to make him feel better about himself. Jason obviously has the best abs." Cali said flashing her boyfriend a charming smile. Were they seriously having a 'who has better abs competition' in my kitchen? Shouldn't they all feel like death after drinking and partying all night?

"Delanie, your vote. Who do you think has better abs." Amanda said and pointed at Alex. As if they couldn't already see that Jayden was the most ripped out of all of them? There wasn't even a point to vote because the answer was so clearly right in front of them. Guys and their egos, I sighed to myself.

"You guys are crazy. I'm not voting." Was all I said but I couldn't keep my eyes off of Jayden's muscular body. A patch of light shining in through the kitchen window illuminated his tanned skin and his chest looked smooth. His arms looked strong and welcoming. Oh God, I really want him to pull his shirt on so I can look away.

"That's okay, the way you're gawking at Jayden is answer enough for all of us." James said while pulling his shirt back over his head. I did not understand why my brother was even in the contest; he was by far the smallest of them all, the little shit.

"I was not gawking!"

I finally looked away from him and stormed off into the living room. Okay, that was probably a huge giveaway that I had indeed been gawking at him and I was embarrassed about being caught doing it. How are you not supposed to stare at something as gorgeous as Jayden Breeze's body? That kind of task just can't be done without some serious will power, which clearly, I don't have. I don't feel bad about it though because over ninety-nine percent of the school's female population didn't have that type of will power either.

Although as of late there hasn't been nearly as many girls fawning over him as usual. Maybe he has already blown them all off and now they all hate him. Ha, then he would probably end up moving schools so he could start fresh with a new batch of girls. At first I found this thought amusing, but then I realized I would be sad if he left. As much as I hated him when we first met, he had shown me that he really wasn't that bad. If you minus him being a player which as of late he hadn't been acting like one.

As I lay on the couch with my eyes closed and my head spinning, I tried not to think about Jayden. It seemed easy enough at first and I thought about things like school and how suckish it would be to listen to Lucinda bitch about the house being a mess. Slowly I started to think about things like this: It would be horrible seeing Josh at school and what I would do if he tried to talk to me, but Jayden wouldn't allow it. Jayden didn't want to see me hurt; he had protected me once and would do it again. He was kindhearted, well not really, but he seemed to have his heart in the right place with me. I wonder why that is? Does Jayden actually have a soft spot for me? Do I maybe have a soft spot for him too? I mean he came barging into my house after Josh and Scott. Is it possible that he cares?

"Crap." I muttered to myself. I had barely gone two minutes without starting to think about him. This could only mean one thing; he has brainwashed me. He acted all heroic trying to find me and stop me from getting hurt just to make me like him. No, I didn't actually think that. I knew by the look of relief in his eyes when he saw me at the party that he honestly cared about my well being. But why in the world would he care about me.

"I knew you wanted me." Somebody whispered in my ear, close enough for me to feel their breath on my face. I opened my eyes and saw Jayden standing above me his shirt clutched in his hand. Instead of responding, I tried to hide my blushing face and avoided looking at his beautiful body, which was torture might I add. "Why are you hiding your face from me?" he said in a cool tone that sent shivers down my spine. Obviously he noticed he was getting to me because he laughed and scooped me up into his lap. Wow, he really is strong.

"Let me lay." I whined still hiding my face in the blanket I was using.

"No, I like you right here. Then I know nobody can hurt you." The way he said it almost sounded childish and playful, I grinned into my blanket thinking 'how freaking cute'. It's surprising that only a week ago, if Jayden was touching me I would be livid, now I was comforted and happy to be in his arms. "I never want to see you upset like that again, you don't deserve it." he whispered to me gently.

"You'll hurt me too." I said so quietly that I barely even moved my lips. It was supposed to be my private thought, but I tend to think out loud at the worst possible times. His finger slipped under my chin and lifted my face up so he could look into my eyes. For a long time we just stared at each other, I took in every shade of green and every fleck of gold in his eyes.

"Let me prove you wrong." He said with a pleading look on his face. "One date, a real one this time where you don't fake sick to get out of it."

I was completely torn. My body was screaming at me to say yes while my brain was warning me that this might not be a good idea. While my heart, well my heart was torn both ways... I knew I liked Jayden, and I also knew that he had a soft spot for me, but he was still a player with a bad track record. I would step into the line of fire if I gave him a chance, risking my sanity and my heart. If he screwed me over I would never forgive him but if I didn't give him a chance, I would probably never forgive myself.

I know I say this a lot, but why do I do these types of things to myself? As I sat alone in my mess of a bedroom, I tried to calm myself down. In less than two hours, I was going on a date with Jayden Breeze. Call me crazy, but for some reason I thought it was a good idea to give him a chance. Maybe it was his damn smile or his intoxicating eyes and body but it had taken me less than two point five seconds to say yes to him.

All week at school we were constantly talking and flirting with each other. Jayden had found his new favorite hobby, tossing me over his shoulder like a rag doll. I would scream and giggle telling him to put me down but secretly I loved the attention he was giving me, and only me. The very first time he did this was on Monday afternoon right before my first Home Ec class with Josh-the-Douche. He carried me all the way to my class and plopped me down in my seat. Then he sat next to me, smiling like he was waiting for something.

'What are you doing?' I had asked him with a confused look on my face.

'Attending class.' Just as he spoke, Josh entered the room and Jayden's face... lit up? He pointed over at Josh who immediately got called over to talk to our teacher. I over heard her asking him to join group number three instead of the usual group five, I couldn't be more happy. When the douche asked why he was being switched groups all Mrs. Hummings did was point to Jayden and say 'you've been replaced.'

My smile was so big I could probably have bitten my ear. Jayden switched classes just so I wouldn't have to face Josh alone? Wow, maybe he really cared about me. For the rest of the day I was nice to Jayden, he had saved me from being miserable in my favorite class. Now I had even more of a reason to like Home EC.

Thanks to Jayden I had an amazing week at school and all the flirting was just making me more excited about our date on Friday night. Unfortunately, when Friday night rolled around, I was panicked. Why on earth was I going on a date with Jayden Breeze, A.K.A, Selesity High's biggest player of all freaking time! No matter how much he showed me that he wasn't just a player I still kept coming back to that thought. I wanted to give him a chance, for his sake and my own, but I was just so nervous about our date.

Cali and Amanda finally arrived to help me get ready for the date, and I was yapping away about how nervous I was while they plucked, primped, dressed, brushed and curled. By the time they were done with me I looked really pretty, I told them not to make me look sexy, just pretty. The outfit they picked was a blue high waisted skirt and a plain white t-shirt that I tucked into the skirt. A light blue cardigan was over top the shirt, overall it was simple but still fashionable. My hair was curled into loose ringlets that were weighed down with hairspray but they still looked good. I decided not to go with too much makeup, so I just put on some black eyeliner on the top lid and a small amount of mascara.

"You look beautiful!" Cali and Amanda said together.

"Thanks for helping me, god I am so nervous. Maybe I should call it off."

"Don't even think about it. We didn't just spend the last hour helping you look gorgeous for you to call off your date. Besides, he will be here any minute." Amanda pointed at the clock and started ushering me out of my bedroom and down towards the kitchen. I was starving but considering Jayden and I were going out to eat I hadn't eaten for the past like five hours. The one thing I hated doing on a date was eating. You can't talk while you eat, you always get sauce or something on your face or in your teeth, ugh it is always embarrassing. For whatever reason, Jayden insisted that we go out to eat, so I just shrugged and agreed.

Just as I was getting sick of waiting to eat, the doorbell rang. I leaped out of my chair and tried to run up to my room but Cali was quicker and latched onto my arm and dragged me to the door. Wouldn't it be a little weird if I answered the door while being forced to do so? I took a deep breath and told myself 'I can do this'. When I opened the door, I was instantly happy I had decided to do this. Jayden. Looked. Amazing.

His amazing body was covered with a light white shirt with the sleeves pushed up to his elbows and a black pair of jeans that were a little on the skinny side, but still looked unbelievably sexy. His dark hair was still wet from the shower he must have taken not too long ago and his green eyes were staring into mine as gorgeous as ever. In his hand was a small fuzzy teddy bear holding a heart, he handed it to me with a smile on his face that revealed his pearly whites.

"Hey Delanie." he spoke softly, as if he were shy about being there. "And Cali, Amanda..." he added confused. I turned around and saw that Cali was still standing behind me as if she was ready to block me if I tried to run. When I gave her a death glare, she just waved and pushed Amanda back to the kitchen, that's a great way to break the ice.

"Sorry about them, they are... well you know how they are."

"Are you ready to go?" he asked sweetly.

"As ready as I'll ever be." Why the fuck did I just say that? Now he probably thinks I'm not interested in him at all! "I didn't mean it like that... I just... I uh... err... nervous."

Jayden laughed and wrapped his arm around my shoulder, pulling me close to his side. He smelled amazing as always and I wanted to just melt in his arms. I hate how I was supposed to just be giving him a chance but yet I already wanted to melt into his arms? Apparently I'm already feeling all lovey dovey towards him, darn he really is good at his game. Don't. I stopped myself from thinking. I'm not a game to him; he cares about me.

Acting like such a gentleman, he opened the car door for me before moving around to the driver's side of the car. It was toasty warm inside his SUV and I was already flustered from my small screw up just a moment ago. I had to learn to keep some things to myself; I have a terrible habit of thinking out loud.

"I hope you're hungry." He said smiling that disarming smile of his. As if on cue, my stomach grumbled loudly, I tried to stifle the noise by covering my stomach with my purse but it didn't help at all. "Does that mean yes?" I just nodded, why was I being so embarrassing tonight?

"I know I've said it a billion times but thanks again for switching into my..."

"Delanie I swear if you say thank you for that one more time I will switch out of it." He laughed, so I knew he was joking but I made a mental note not to bring it up again, just in case he was serious.

I had no idea where we would eat; I didn't even bother to ask. He just drove to where ever it was he was taking me and I tried to make small talk with him. Who ever knew that Jayden could have a mature conversation about politics or anything not to do with girls, sex or sports? I definitely didn't have a clue. Not that we didn't talk about those things too, mostly just me making fun of him for a few of the uglier girls he hooked up with at Selesity, but it was nice when we could stray away from that kind of stuff.

"This is weird." I said with a huge grin on my face. "I never thought I would see the day when I could get along with you, let alone be out on a date with you."

"Awe, come on you knew that eventually you would get curious about me and want to get to know me. Every one ends up getting curious." He smirked. He had to say something cocky. I hoped this wasn't the start of a long line of cocky comments. As we pulled into the parking lot of a restaurant that I had never been to before he put a hand on my bare knee and smiled up at me. "We are here, aren't you happy," he said, leaning down to talk to my stomach. "You finally get to eat!"

"Hilarious." I said pushing his hand off of my knee.

"I try."

This whole going out on a date thing is kind of fun. For the first time I didn't just try to get her back to my house or in a bedroom like all the other girls I hooked up with. Delanie wasn't like that, she had more respect for herself than any girl I have ever known. And I have known a lot of girls. My stomach kept fluttering every time she would flip her hair over her shoulder. I liked her hair curly. I have never had this feeling before; I think most people call it having butterflies in your stomach? I don't know why the hell they would use that expression.

I picked this restaurant because it was one of the few places I hadn't tried to pick up a waitress or hostess. The last thing I wanted was some girl that had hit on to come up and talk to me while I was on my date with Delanie. I was trying to prove to her that I wouldn't hurt her, not ever. Seeing some hoe that I probably slept with would not help that situation.

Delanie was being such a girl and eating painfully slow, probably hoping not to get anything on her face. I was done eating about ten minutes after the food arrived. My steak and potatoes were amazing, and I scarfed them down like I hadn't eaten in three weeks. Delanie however was eating like a sloth. The salad that she ordered twenty minutes ago wasn't even half gone yet. It wasn't like I wanted her to hurry so I could go home or anything, I just wanted to have time to go back and watch a movie or something. She seemed like the type to enjoy cuddling on the couch with a blanket and a movie and for once I was down with that. As long as it was with her and not some random girl I don't care about, I would do it every night.