I met up with Jason downstairs where he was staring at the empty ceiling and playing with his hair.

"Finally, that took you forever ”

He led the way to the door as I followed  from behind.

We drove all the way to a big house which I could guess was a mansion.  It was huge, I've never seen anything like it this close.

It had a very large pool which was the first attraction anybody that comes there would notice.

" good, looks like my dad's not home"
His voice sounded pleased.

"You live here?" I asked in amazement.

He looked at me as if I shouldn't have asked that question. It sounded dum and unnecessary.

"Would I have been able to enter a house if I didn't live in it?"
I made a face that showed him that he was capable of such.

He grinned and then led the way into a large room that was filled with game machines.

It was like a whole new world of arcade With many different games.

About 10mins later, we had already played like 5 games and I was kicking his butt.

I was very good at video games because that was what keeps my dad and i together. It was our thing.

"Whoah huuuu..."
I  shouted with excitement for my victory. Jason didn't really look happy losing.

"Geez.... Keep it down you're hurting my ears. how did learn to play so well."
He said with one hand on his ear.

"My dad and I go to the arcade almost everyday whenever he had time, and that is almost all the time"
I said with excitement.

"Then I have to blame him for loosing to a girl, I've never losed a game before"

"What about Tyler?"

I asked hoping he would bring up Tyler to the topic and what was happening with them. I haven't heard from Tyler all weekend. And now Jason is the one now being nice to me.

It was odd to me. Because the Tyler I knew would never go a day without calling or texting me. And I have no idea If they were still friends after what happened.

" you  don't have to worry about him or us...he's fine. And a busy man too.
I've tried everything here with him and it has gotten old. Is like a routine now. Just want to try out with a different person "

He said with assurance.

"Let's try something else."

He took me to a tennis court. It was really big. But I didn't think this was going to work either. I stink at every sport. But I managed to score 30pnts.

"What the heck, did you even do any sport in school?"

He asked with a little bit of disappointment on his face.

"I wasn't any in school. I got kicked off every sport I tried. Then I decided to try ballet and music. Which really worked out well. It actually became a passion for me until.........".

I couldn't finish my sentence. I didn't want to remember the past. Is all gone now and I can't hold back any more.

At least that's what mom always tells me.

Yesterday has passed and gone with it's troubles. Today is new so focus on it and don't hold back. Because holding back in the past is holding back your own future.

" so you're a popstar". He said sarcastically with a cute smile.

"Think fast".

He hit the tennis ball when I was of guard expecting me to catch it.

" aahh!!!!"  I wailed.

I fell and bruised my leg trying to hit the ball.

"Are you hurt?"

He asked as he ran right opposite to where I was leaning in pain.

"Yes!!".

I replied still feeling the pain.

" is bruised. We need to get it checked out".

He said after looking through the wound.

"Wait here, I'll be right back"

He hurried off and was back in a few minutes with a first aid box. He was so gentle treating the wounds, but I still screamed in pain at the sight of the open wound.

"How does it feel now"
He asked anxiously waiting for my immediate reply.

"It feels better, thank you".
I said with a huge lump of feelings on my throat. He was being nice and caring which was unlike him.

He raised his hand for me to grab it and he pulled me up gently.

" come on, let's order some pizza as we wait for your wound to dry".

He put his one hand around my waist and the other to hold up my hand on his shoulder as we walked to his own room.

Omg, I couldn't believe I was in his room. And it didn't look messy like the room of every other typical teenage room. It was organized and in order.

He's room was so beautiful, he had a  book shelf which consisted more of romance and romantic comedy. He also had some musical instruments hanged on the wall. He had a whole lot of wallpapers of famous bands. I noticed they were more of BTS. Though he somehow looked like one of them.

He had like two guitars hanging on the wall that was signed by them.

"Wow....is this autograph real? Did you really meet bts."

My God I was freaking out.

"Of course, those were signed by jungkook himself"

He said boastfully. He must have been so proud and lucky to have met them in person.

"Oh my God, I love them. They're like my favourite kpop stars in like ever".

He grinned with confidence. And then went to grab that same guitar.

" sing, and this time don't just make noises. Or else....".

He started playing the guitar. He looked like a rock star. I watched as his hair fell one side as he bent his head halfway playing the guitar.

Was there anything he couldn't do. He was like a version of perfection to me. I didn't care if he was mean and a womanizer. I still loved him and wanted him like that.

As I listened more to the melody of his guitar, I remembered the kiss which had happened earlier this morning.

"Well m, are you just gonna stand there and stare or are you going to sing something?"

He asked impatiently. He started playing again.

"Wait! I want to sing something else"
He nodded.

"Go for it girl, as long as it sounds good"

He said, waiting for me to lead the way. I began to sing a song my dad would always sing for me when I was down.

The song speaks about what is out there for me that I haven't discovered yet, and that if I don't get up and go out there that I would never find it. He said there was a whole brand-new world waiting for me out there.

"Don't let the bullies get their way or your surrounding, show them you are stronger and you will always come back better than before"

He would always tell me that when am bullied in school or he does something stupid to himself or mom.

When I was done singing. I saw how Jason's eyes were hooked on me. He looked so sober.

"Did you write that?"

He asked.

Me
"No, not really. My dad used to sing it for me. It still keeps me going and gives me hope to move on"

Jason
You must really miss him don't you. He sounds like a good man.

Me
Yeah, he was.
I hesitated a bit.

Yeah, of course that wasn't so true but I wasn't about to talk about my dad with Jason. It hurts me more every time I remember what he put me and mom through.  What we had to suffer because of him.

But he still loved us and I never stopped loving him after all his repeated mistakes.

But am not sure mom ever forgave him. She was the one that suffered most for dads stupid actions.

He stood up from his bed and came close to me.

"But he hurt you, didn't he?"

Where is this side of Jason coming from. I got too emotional with tat question. I couldn't answer it.

"I want to go home"

I demanded Hoping he would do that for me. I needed to be alone right now. I couldn't fight the tears that filled NY eyes any longer.

He looked so deep and concerned. Am not sure if he was just faking it.

He then took one of my hands slowly and pulled me to his arms thus hugging me.

I could feel his heart beat fast.

"Is ok if you don't want to talk about it, am just glad you're OK and that's all that matters".

I felt deeply hurt hearing those words from him. I never knew he could be so sympathetic and emotional.

Something must have surely hurt him before. So big that he has to become the Jason everyone knows. But the one am seeing here right now was a completely different person.

" Jason?" I called his name not knowing exactly what to say.

"Yes" he answered while still holding me tight in his arms.

"Thank you. And I hope you'll be OK too".

He finally released me. Knowing what I said meant entirely something else.

Before we could say anything else, the doorbell rang for the pizza.

" finally, am starving ".

He said an and got up to go get the pizza. We ate and enjoyed the pizza. We played a bit with it, and fed each other sometimes.

After that we drove back home. There was that awkward silent again. But to me, this time it wasn't awkward. I enjoyed the silence. At that time I didn't want to talk.

We got home a little bit late in the evening and mom was at the door waiting impatiently and furiously for us.

She was really upset that I went out with a guy without telling her and coming back late too.

Tyler ended up defending me and taking the blame.

" am sorry Mr.s indigo, but it wasn't her fault. I made her cone with me and I might have told her you gave us permission to go out. Please don't be mad at her, it wasn't her fault"

He said responsibly. My mom was impressed with his honestly and the fact that he defended me and so was I.

But she still ended up grounding me for a week.

Later that night, I got a text from Jason.

Jason.
Sorry I got you grounded. BTW, I had a nice time with you today.
Sorry about the kiss earlier, I wasn't thinking. But I hope you enjoyed it.
Goodnight hot chicks.
Dream of me😀😀😊😴😴.

I was deeply touched by his text. Though his actions today were a bit odd, I liked it and enjoyed my time with him.

Me.
Goodnight Mr.bad boy.

My mind and my heart were finally at peace as I went into deep sweet slumber.

Author's note.
Sorry guys for the long chapter. Please bear with me.

Thank you guys for supporting my story. God bless you as you continue to do so.