Date: Wed, 06 Dec 2000 20:53:57
From: Luke
Subject: I Love You-9

Disclaimer,
HIYA umm I hope u like this ending, don't read if ur agaist gays an like
umm thanx 2 every 1 4 reading it and thanx 2 jamie 4 proof reading it an
like sowie but I changed pratically everythin back lol n e whoo
byeeeeee.


I love you 9

"Jason?" I asked curiously, I mean it was obvious what was going on
now. I mean I'm laid here naked with my best straight friend (that I have
wanked about so many times!) hovering over me with lust in his eyes.
Yup, it was so obvious to me now, I have to be dead or unconscious; the
stalker must have given me brain damage when he hit me. This has to be
some type of dream; I mean this can't be happening...can it?

"Beautiful..." was the only word he said as he crossed his arms and
pulled his t-shirt off over his head. His chest was so perfect. He had
pinkish skin so soft, smooth, supple and completely hairless. It was that
of the star quarterback (mainly because he was), I knew that he worked
out a lot and it showed. He had pecks so big he could be mistaken for
Pamela Anderson. My dick had started to slowly drip pre-cum and my
balls began to sag due to the amount of sperm building up in them. The
fur on the shag pile carpet tickled my ass and ball sack. My eyes gazed
over his body he was a perfect specimen of man, the front of the slacks
he was wearing where hugely tented out, a little wet patch developing there
from his pre-cum. He hooked his thumbs under the waistband of his
slacks and in one swift movement pulled them down to his ankles, the fact
he wasn't wearing any underwear didn't even faze me, I think I was in
happy land all I need now is his dad naked too. I watched his penis bob
slightly with the beat of his heart. I knew he was big from the bulges I had
watched so many times, but I wasn't prepared for what I saw -- a huge 9
inch piece of uncut meat; the foreskin was stretched tightly over the angry
red head and my mouth drooled at the prospect, while my puckered hole
quivered in fear. One word kept repeating it's self over and over again in
my mind

'SEX!!!!!!!!'

I sat up on my elbows and watched my dream guy stand there completely
naked looking at me with lust in his eyes. If this was his tactic for making
me forget about Adam it was sure working. He got down on one knee and
leaned over to kiss me, our lips met and it was the most wonderful feeling
I had ever felt. They were so soft, so warm, and so tasty. My tongue
flicked in and out of his mouth like a snake on heat, I wanted more! I
wrapped my arm around his neck and pulled him down. The pace of my
heart quickened and I had hot flushes when I felt his entire, naked,
amazingly toned body press up against mine. His hot throbbing, slightly
gooey 9 inch penis lay across my belly. He gyrated slightly causing more
of our pre-cum to spread between us. His tongue started an assault on my
mouth; it slowly worked its way around my lips before delving inside. I
broke the best kiss of my entire life for oxygen.

"Jason? What about Sam...your girlfriend?" he continued to kiss and
nibble at my neck, licking it every now and again. God I was loving this
so much.

"She's history" he managed to get out between nibbles. He started to lick
at my ear and nibble it slightly as he ran his hands slowly down my sides.
He pulled back slightly and whispered in my ear. "Can I try some stuff?"
at this point he'd got me so worked up I didn't care what he wanted as
long as I had him. I quickly agreed. He jumped up and ran out of the
room, as he ran by me I had to check out his perfect ass, and it was
perfect. I couldn't wait to get my hands on it. Above his ass on his side
was a big plaster; I wondered what he could have done to get that. It
didn't take him long to get his stuff and come back, under one arm was a
bottle of tequila (oh god yes!) and on a tray he held some limes, salt, ice
cream and lubrication, I wondered what the hell he had planned. He placed
the stuff down next to me.

"What's that for?"

"Fun!" he gave me a sneaky smile.

"What did you do to your back?" he looked at me like he'd seen a ghost.

"I hurt it in football practice"

"I hope it didn't hurt too much" he shook his head and quickly took up
his old position with his entire body pressed against mine; his penis
sliding
in the pre-cum that was already on my belly. I loved that feeling.  He took
the bottle of tequila and opened it. He took a huge swig and put it down.
He smiled at me and leaned in close, pressing his lips against mine. I
opened my mouth to the strong bitter taste of the tequila entering my
mouth closely followed by his tongue, we both greedily drank the tequila
that was in our mouths while we where kissing. He ground into me hard as
my hands found there way down to his perfect ass. I squeezed them
tenderly. He broke the kiss and reached for the bottle of tequila again.

"Wow, now that was something, what do you call it?"

"Mexican kiss" he gave me another sneaky smile and his blue eyes
glistened in the light of the fire. A few more kisses with tequila later I
had
to stop, I was beginning to feel drunk and I didn't want to be too drunk
to have sex. He stopped with the tequila and started kissing me normally
again. He lifted up his pelvis and I felt the head of his penis slowly trace
down my belly past my groin, Its slimy head pressing against the fleshy
bit between my anus and balls. He pushed his pelvis down again and his
penis slipped between my ass cheeks. I quivered in anticipation, jumping
when I felt something cold and wet splatter on my chest. I looked to see
that Jason was squeezing limejuice onto my chest. He broke the kiss and
sat up, his penis pushing against the length of my ass crack. With one
hand he rubbed the limejuice all over making sure my nipples where
covered, than he picked up the saltshaker and coated it in a fine layer of
salt. I thanked god I didn't have any cuts!

"What's this one called?"

"Slammer bamma thank u mamma!" He picked up the tequila bottle and
splattered it across my chest, wherever the tequila ran he quickly licked it
up with his tongue, it was so erotic.

"You really like tequila don't you?" He answered by splashing some
across my nipple. His warm moist mouth covered it and his tongue licked
eagerly at the lime-flavoured tequila, he gently sucked and nibbled on my
nipple and it was driving me crazy with lust. After he'd practically cleaned
my whole chest with his tongue, he poured a little of tequila into my belly
button and gently lapped at it, at this point I had totally given up on
doing
anything I just laid there and let him do what he wanted, my internal
temperature was rising fast I need his cum to douse the flames. I watched
the ceiling wondering when Jason had started to actually like me when I
felt something cold land on my penis I jumped up and gasped loud.

"It's called ice cream delight...just lay back and enjoy" I sat back on my
elbows and watch him cover my penis in ice cream. He pulled back my
foreskin and with his soft warm tongue he licked all around the head. The
drops of vanilla ice cream slowly ran down my balls and accumulated
around my puckered hole. I watched in awe as Jason slowly took my 7-
inch penis into his mouth, the contrast between the wet warmth of his
mouth the heat from my penis and the cold of the ice cream was
unbelievable. He was so gentle while caressing my penis with his tongue; it
slowly lapped the underside of my head as it stroked the glands. It was the
most wonderful feeling I had ever felt, I laid back with a huge grin on my
face. He started to bob up and down each time getting more into his
throat. The pre-cum was lubricating my shaft as it slid down his tight
throat, god he was good! As he withdrew it he gently sucked on the head,
I could see the bugle as it pressed against the inside of his cheek; I
revelled in the wet silky feeling. I started to thrust my hips up and down.
The head of my penis had become hyper sensitive and was starting to
tingle, my balls where starting to contract, I was so close to my orgasm, I
could feel the warmth and euphoria starting to spread down my legs. He
totally pulled of my penis just before I was about to cum.

"Why did you stop? I was so close..." my hand went to start to wank my
penis but he slapped it away. I groaned in a mix of frustration and
pleasure. He went back down to my penis; I was hoping it would be to
give me more head but sadly no. His tongue went to my balls and he
licked them all over, he traced a drop of vanilla down between my legs, his
tongue slowly getting closer and closer to my puckered hole, I gasped as
he licked across my boy pussy. He slowly circled the ring of muscle with
his tongue before gently pushing it inside, my ass clamping down on this
invader; he withdrew it and pushed it in again harder. It was a reality
shock
to me to have my best straight friend, who is the hottest most popular guy
in the school tongue fucking my hole, but I loved every minute of it, I laid
there moaning in ecstasy it just felt so good. He withdrew his tongue but a
finger, than two than three, quickly replaced it, he was preparing me for
the best fuck I would probably ever get. I just laid there holding my legs
up so he could get better access doing nothing at all except smiling from
ear to ear while Jason worked at stretching my asshole to accommodate
his large penis.
He stopped for a second to apply lubrication to his penis, oiling it
up and down, a spurt of pre-cum landed on my ball sack and dribbled
down to my stretched asshole. With one hand he held onto my thigh while
with the other he pushed against my love hole with the head of his
inflamed penis, I winced in pain as my ass stretched that bit further as he
popped inside. He took it slowly, pushing in inch by inch, about halfway
down his penis hit my prostate gland and I wriggled in pleasure, his penis
wouldn't seem to go any further, with a quick push and a yelp of pain
from me he managed to push it all inside me. He laid his body on top of
mine again and breathed heavily, his breath stank of tequila. With a single
lift of his pelvis he withdrew practically all of his penis leaving only the
head inside than thrust it back in, the whole length of his penis felt like
it
was rubbing across my prostate gland, I was groaning loud in passion, my
hands clawing at the flesh on his back. With every inch that passed my
prostate, the closer I became to orgasm, the whole of my legs where
tingling with pleasure and warmth, as I knew I was drawing close. He
started to push inside me harder and harder, the little pain I felt of
having
someone so big inside me quickly turned to a sick type of pleasure. I
withered around and Jason bared his weight down on me to stop me
moving, I grabbed his head and practically forced his lips on mine, I stuck
my tongue so far in his mouth I expected it to come out of his ass. We
kissed passionately while he fucked me hard, our naked bodies humping
on the shag pile carpet glistening in the light cast upon us from the fire.
Moans, groans and the slushy sound could be heard between the sounds
of our bodies slamming into each other, the smell of teenage sex filled the
air, an almost musty smell.
My cock was rubbing against Jason's six-pack, and I was
becoming ever closer. I arched my back as he thrust deeper into me, I just
couldn't stand it anymore I needed release, I couldn't hold back, I
moaned really loud as my balls contracted far enough for a passer by to
think I was still a pre-schooler, my hot teenage seed spurted between our
bodies as my body shuddered and my ass clamped down on Jason's
dick, I sighed heavily and breathed deeply. Jason still hadn't finished and
was thrusting in me harder and harder, I had to push him off because my
dick was been rubbed and the pleasure it was giving me was like torture.
He didn't care though he repositioned himself so he was sat on his knees
holding my thighs one in each hand, using this new position he found a
way to fuck me even harder driving it even deeper inside me. I groaned as
he pounded me, his face screwing up into a mask of exquisite pleasure as
he drew close. He came hard with one last almightily push, he let out a
guttural sigh as his hot spunk filled up my insides, he gave a few last
thrusts for good measure before with drawing his long dick slowly leaving
all his teenage seed behind. I knew my ass would be sore and leaking cum
for ages but I didn't care, least it was his cum and not the killer dude
Adam's, or even worse that big horse's cum. Jason laid down next to me
on the shag pile rug and wrapping one arm around my chest he pulled me
close, we both watched as the orangey red sparks of the fire enveloped
the wood, I could feel Jason's slimy penis pressed against my ass and his
heart beat on my back, we where both coming down from the euphoria of
sex. My asshole felt well fuck and I loved it, I could feel the cum deep
inside me sitting there...mmmm yea!

"Jason? How come we had sex? When did you start liking me? I mean I
though you where straight and if you weren't why didn't we do this
sooner?" I asked as we where both hugging, I felt so loved, so wanted, so
right, I don't care what all those gay haters say about it been wrong,
anything that can make someone this happy and feel this loved has to be
good.

"Lucas, we had sex because I love you so much, I didn't realise how
much I loved you though until Adam arrived and I became a bit jealous,
although I wish we had of done this sooner because that was the best
damn orgasm I have ever had, hell you're the best I have ever had!" he
chuckled but I knew what he meant I mean it was the best fuck I had ever
had.

"Haha, but all I did was lay there you basically did all the work I mean
with all those foreplay things you did, you little pervert! I was honestly
thinking god I hope he doesn't think I'm a crap lay I mean all I have done
is lay here" he hugged me tighter.

"Lucas, you where great...I knew you would be" that kind of filled me
with a sense of satisfaction, knowing that he knew I would be good and
finding out I was great. I really don't know how long I had been lying
there with him before I needed the toilet, but I managed to wriggle out of
his grasp, I stood up my limp dick swaying in the air.

"Where you going?" he asked, he looked slightly upset like maybe he had
offended me.

"Damn your nosey you never used to be like this, I'm starting to think our
having sex changed you haha, but if you must know I'm going to take a
piss" I clenched my ass as I walked out the door towards the bathroom.

"It's through the laundry room" I heard him shout, I mean as if I didn't
know, I've been coming here for like years since I was just a little twat! I
walked into the laundry room the hairs on the back of my neck standing
on end due to the amount of static electricity in the air. I walked into the
toilet and shut the door behind me, I aimed my penis at the toilet and let
the stream of golden piss hit the water like a jet stream, the sound of a
powerful spray hit my eyes and I revelled in the feeling of an after sex
piss, it was almost as good as a proper orgasm, I finished my piss and
shook off a few extra drops, I flushed the toilet before I left the room.
Back in the laundry room I almost tripped over a pile of dirty clothes, I
looked around and saw a pile of clean underwear and decided to 'package
my goods' so to speak, the briefs where skin tight but I didn't mind and
looking at the bulge in the front I doubt Jason would mind either. I looked
back to the dirty pile of clothes I almost tripped over and decided to do
Jason a favour and put them in the wash for him; I picked up the pile of
black clothes and placed them on top of the washer. I looked around for
the washing powder, as I reached for it I noticed something red on my
hand, it felt sticky to the touch, my heart began to race, I brought it up
to
my nose and smelt it...blood. I suddenly became very afraid. I rubbed the
blood on the pile of dirty clothes. Who's blood was it? Where did it come
from? I lifted up the black woolly polo neck sweatshirt, something about
this sweatshirt seemed familiar to me, than it struck me...it's the same
sweatshirt the stalker wore. My heart froze, it couldn't be, no! Not Jason!
I thought back to the night he attacked me, I remembered I smacked him
in his side with the iron spike on the rod, I looked on the jumper, there
was a tiny hole covered in blood, the same blood I got on my hands, I
thought back to earlier when I saw the plaster on his side, football injury
my ass. No what am I saying this is Jason, my oldest friend the nicest guy
on earth he's like my brother, oh and we just had sex too, it couldn't be
him, he rescued me. I placed the jumper back on top of the washer, it
couldn't be him, in a fit of anger I swiped at the pile of washing knocking
it onto the floor, out of the pile skidded a mobile phone and a talk-boy.
God all I needed to see now was a card saying I am the stalker, all this
time I trusted him, I felt so let down and angry but most of all scared
shitless. Everything started falling into place like the plaster and the
fact
that Adam couldn't have lifted me but Jason could have and also what
Jason had said earlier 'I knew you would be' GOD I'M SO FUCKING
STUPID!
My first objective was to stay alive now, no one is going to rescue
me this time, I was literally shaking, the oh so familiar tears came
flooding
back like rivers, why Jason, WHY! I turned around and holding all my
emotions back I sneaked quietly out through the kitchen towards the back
door relying only on my instinct for survival, I had to get to the policemen
outside. I finally got to the door, my heart was the only thing I could hear
almost like it was living in my head, outside the weather had turned nasty,
the wind was blowing almost bending the trees in too, the rain was beating
down, while flashes of lightening lit up the night sky, I didn't want to go
out there dressed in just boxers but like if I didn't I'd die. I rested my
hand on the doorknob and started to slowly turn it, it squeaked slightly
and I felt like screaming in frustration every time it did. I slowly started
to
open the door slowly; I shivered when I felt the cold air hit me. It was
only
open for a second when an arm zoomed past my head and slammed it
shut; I resisted all temptation to scream. I slowly turned around while
physically shaking, it was Jason...well really who else did you think it
was? He was right in my face, I couldn't look him in the eye he made me
physically sick, I pressed up hard against the door to try and get away but
he got even closer pressing the whole of his naked body up against mine,
his hand went to my hip and started to slide the boxers down, I slapped
his hand away.

"Did you want to make love in the rain or something?" he said, his breath
stank of tequila he'd been drinking again.

"No...I was just taking a look" he looked deep into my eyes, all the love
and lust I had seen had been replaced by something else, something dark.
His hand went up to my cheek as he kissed me slightly.

"What's wrong?" he kissed me again and I had to physically push his lips
off mine or I would have been sick. It was something I shouldn't have
done; he grabbed my hand and looked at the faint traces of blood that was
left there. He looked from me to my hand to the laundry room; anger was
the only emotion I saw on his face as he realised I knew...he was the
stalker.

"Why Jason?" my voice trembled like crazy when I asked him.

"WHY! WHY! I'll tell you why! Years I waited for you to ask me! Years
I hoped you would come and just tell me you loved me. But no..." he was
so angry, this hand had found it's way to my throat and we was starting to
choke me, I pushed hard against his chest to no avail.

"But you where straight! You never told me you where gay! YOU HAD A
GIRLFRIEND!" I pushed harder, but he was too strong for me, his grip
tightened and I was starting to feel sick.

"All I wanted was you, but you never even noticed me, I was just your
friend. And than Adam came and you started to hang with him more and
more he was stealing you away, I had a simple plan, frighten you with the
notes and make you run into my arms and than I would kiss you and we
would fuck! But no! You just happen to choose that time to stop talking
to me because of that bitch of a girlfriend, and you ran to Adam first!"

"Jason, I have always loved you, please don't do this, look at what you
have done already, you have killed one policeman and my cat, and made it
look like Adam was the killer, please let me go and we can sort all of this
out peacefully" I pleaded with him, his grip didn't falter not even when I
started to cry, this was it he was going to kill me.

"I had to frighten you Lucas, the cat was the perfect thing, I knew how
much you loved that cat, fucking little hairball taking the attention away
from me. And it wasn't one policeman it was two, so don't even try to
run and get him" he sneered at me.

"You killed another person...where will it stop Jason, I mean you have
what you wanted you have me all to yourself" his grip loosened around
my throat.

"I have you?"

"Yes! I'm all yours we can find away out of this Jason, we can say Adam
killed the policeman and we can live happily ever after, is that ok? We can
have sex anytime you want and we can love each other for ever, isn't that
what you want Jason?" ok so I was lying my ass off, but as long as it got
me out of his death grip I'd promise him the world, he totally let go of my
throat and looked straight at me, the anger totally gone.

"Yea, that's perfect Lucas, we can say Adam killed the policeman than
came after us and I stabbed him in self defence, he's still in the garage,
all
we would have to do is stab him and this would be the end of it and we
could be together" he has Adam here?

"Adams here? Is he...still alive?" my heart started to beat faster and
faster,
god I hoped he was ok.

"Yea he's a little bruised and beaten but we can say I had to fight him
first, I couldn't have killed him before because they can tell the time of
death from the corpse" he sounded so much like his old self, well except
for what he was saying, but thankfully he hadn't killed Adam...yet. In this
short amount of time I came to the conclusion that Jason was actually the
craziest guy I have ever known, my heart was totally broken, my hero
turned out to be a crazy zero.

"Ok, take me too him" he smiled at me; I think he liked the idea that I
wanted to help him kill Adam; he's such a freak! I followed him through
the house towards the garage, all the time watching his cute ass, hey like I
know he's a killer and all and he's made my life a living hell but he has a
very cute ass! My plan was as soon as I found Adam knock Jason over
the head with anything that come to hand, untie Adam and run away to the
nearest phone box to call the police, god I hope this plan worked. Jason
opened the door to the garage and we walked in, it was completely dark, I
couldn't see a thing. Suddenly I heard the buzz of electricity and the neon
lights above me flickered on, there in the corner of the garage tied up and
beaten bloody was Adam wearing only a pair of boxer shorts, my heart
skipped a beat cause he physically looked like he was dead. I was
reassured when I noticed him breathing. Jason walked over to him and
looked down on him like he was a piece of shit, I closely followed him
behind. Now I was doing the best acting of my life, I was totally calm and
composed on the outside while on the inside I was screaming bloody hell
and running around like crazy. I felt my throat it was read hot, I imagined
his handprint was right across it.

"So how do you want to kill him" I looked at Adam and realised that I
wouldn't be able to wake him up at all, he looked so out of it he might as
well be dead, but I was still going to whack Jason over the head, I mean I
had to take my anger out on someone. Jason picked up an axe an brought
it over to Adam, he raised it high above his head ready to bring it down
and kill him. I had to do something quickly, I looked around for
something, anything to whack him with, the only thing that came to hand
was a metal hubcap, but I decided it would have to do. With the reflexes
of a cat I had picked it up and I smacked Jason across the back of the
head as hard as my body could, in an almost slow movement I watched as
he fell forward, the axe slowly falling, I winced as it only just missed
Adam, Jason fell to his hands and knees holding his head, unfortunately it
didn't knock him unconscious like I had planned.

"SHIT!" I screamed loud as he started to get back up, I was so not
staying here, I turned and ran like a girl screaming as I went, I ran
through
the kitchen to the backdoor, I flung it open and ran out into the night, the
cold rain hitting my bare chest and legs as I went, lightening flashed and
the thunder closely followed, I knew Jason was hot on my heels I could
hear him staggering through the same mud puddles I had to stagger in, I
was basically running in a blind panic now. The rain beat down so fast and
hard I couldn't see where I was going, the rain flooded my eyes. I wiped it
away along with the hair that was also blocking my vision and came to a
complete stop, I was only a few feet away from the cliff which over
looked the sea, if I had gone any further I would have fallen off. I looked
out to the sea and realised I had come to a dead end, dead been the
appropriate word, there was no way out now. Suddenly I was startled by
a heavy blow to my back knocking the wind out of me as I crashed to the
floor, my head slid off the edge of the cliff, below me the waves crashed
hard against the rocks. Jason had used his football tackle on me to get me
to the floor, his entire naked wet body spread over mine, his strong hands
found there way to my throat again.

"YOUR GOING TO FUCKING DIE FAG!" he screamed as he choked
the life out of me, the rain fell off the edge of the cliff like a little
waterfall.
My vision was becoming blurry as my brain was been starved of oxygen
even my lungs started to burn, I had to act it was either him or me now. I
did the only thing a guy in my position could do, I mean there was no
other way he was physically stronger than me, I still felt low down and
dirty though. I quickly brought my knee up into his groin, he screamed in
pain as my knee crushed his sperm factory,  what happened next
happened in the space of one lightening flash, he rolled onto his side off
me, but due to the fat the mud in this area was weak and slippery he slid
off the edge of the cliff, and grabbing my arm he took me with him. I saw
the ground gave way and on my way down I managed to grab a hold of a
root sticking out of the side of the cliff, I screamed loud, Jason slipped
off my arm and grabbed a root below me. I looked up towards the sky
and asked god 'why?' but got no answer, the rain beat down on my head,
soaking my body, I just wanted to let go of the branch and end it all, but I
knew if I did that it would be me just giving in an I couldn't do that. With
all my might I pulled up hard, the muscles in my arm hurting with the strain
as I did. I grabbed hold of the ledge, the mud squishing between my
fingers; I managed to pull myself to safety. I laid on the top of the cliff
panting heavily to myself, my heart slowly slowing down, than I realised
Jason was still hanging for his life, I looked over the cliff to see him
holding desperately onto the root of the tree trying to climb up with out
success. His naked body falling against the mud wall of the cliff, his feet
getting no grip at all, while the muscles in his arms worked overtime to
keep him there. Although he's a murderer and was trying to kill me and
Adam I just couldn't let him die, not like this anyway...capital punishment
is the way to go.

"Jason hold on I'll help you" I knew though I was to help him he would
probably still try and kill me, I sat there pondering the situation, but my
better side won out, I had to help him it wasn't his fault he was a
homicidal crazy maniac...well not completely. I looked around for
something to reach him with, I saw a heavy branch on the floor a few
yards away, I quickly ran over and picked it up, almost slipping on my ass
at the time. I ran back to the edge of the cliff and reached out towards him
with the branch. "Grab on!" I screamed, he looked up at me with those
cool blue eyes rain splattering on his face and water falling down his naked
body, a sick twisted smile on his face.

"I love you Lucas" those where the last words he said as he let go of the
rot he was holding, in another slow moment his fell, it only took seconds
but it seemed like an eternity, his face twisted with fear as his perfect
body
plummeted down faster and faster, disappearing beneath the waves at the
bottom of the cliff, I held my breath in tight, hoping for some unknown
reason to see him surface again, I never saw him again. I started to cry
again I rested my face in the mud and cried, my whole life had been
fucked up, nothing was ever going to be the same again, my friend was
gone my cat was gone, my parents knew about me but least I still had
Adam, that is if he still wanted me. I wondered what Jason's dad would
say, laid there on the top of the cliff in the pouring rain, crying my heart
out everything truly important in my life had totally gone. It was about
four
months later when I saw Adam again he looked a whole lot better
thankfully not still bruised or bloody, he still had that amazingly cute
demeanour about him, he looked nervously at me, I guess he was mad
with me because I had kind of avoided him, but it couldn't be helped I did
leave my hometown, I couldn't stay there, especially because Jason's dad
hated me and tried to get me arrested saying I murdered his son, but all it
took was for Adam to smile and I fell in love all over again, maybe there
was still a chance.

The end?

Heya all I hope u liked the final part 2 I love you lol did u all guess who
it waz?
byeeee.