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Matthew's POV
10.His music taste
Okay so our English teacher new assignment is too write about ten things you hate and why you hate them and since Jay has been the only thing on my mind, I decided to write about him.
Now throughout my life, music has been a big part of it. Dance classes, singing classes, theatre, watching Dream Girls with my mom and I like to think I have good taste in music because of that.
When I was with Aiden, we had similar music taste, so it wasn't that bad listening to his music playlist, but with Jay...
IF I HAVE TO LISTEN TO ONE MORE SONG ABOUT BIG TITS OR SHAKING ASS, I WILL LET JAY TAKE ME ON ANOTHER JOY RIDE IN THE PANTS CAR. I don't know which part of his music genre is worse, his sex songs or the songs were their screaming into the mic about how much they hate their dad.
Yknow Jay's own music taste isn't the worse part, but it's fact that Jay has figured out that he's bisexual for a year and doesn't even know who Lady Gaga is. HOW CAN YOU NOT KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT GAY ICONS IN THE MUSIC INDUSTRY? One time I put 'Judas', by Lady Gaga, on while chillin in Jay's car and he seriously asked me if it was Ke$ha.
He also knows nothing about 80s music and thinks it all sounds the same. He thinks that Madonna and Cyndi Lauper sound the same. HOW ARE WE SUPPOSED TO HAVE AN IDEAL DATE WERE WE SLOW DANCE TO 'TIME AFTER TIME' IF HE THINKS MADONNA IS SINGING IT.
9. His Exes
Now this one isn't technically about Jay. In fact he would probably agree with me on this. But I still have a burning hate for his exes.
Of course not all of his exes but just one teeny tiny ex that wants me dead. Lola Ugfuglio Skumpy. She wants to say how I stole "her prince" away from her, but she's the one that posted a video of him whiping his cock out to the school. Why does she think that he would want to date her after that? I was the one to comfort him in his hard times and it just so happen we got together and when I was finally done with her telling the whole school how much of a whore I am, I told her that she drove Jay away and he came to me, but of course she turn the story I to me being a rebound for Jay. Which of course I didn't have a breakdown thinking it was true and that of course didn't lead to me crying in Jay's car while he comforted me and told me that it wasn't true.
Now that I'm dating Jay I have to constantly worry about a blonde boulder coming to squash me in the hallways and I think that fear will still be with me when I'm in my 20s.
8.His pillows/couch cushion
Now this I can blame Jay for. His pillow, Suzette, is always giving me the stink eye when I go over ot his house which isn't a lot. She talks about "how Jay saved her from an abusive hotel" and "Jay loves her better" and "I bet you haven't even said I loved you to jay." Luckily the couch cushion isn't that bitchy, but he's still the worse. Constantly checking out my ass and asking for threesomes that Jay seems way to into. The one and only time Jay brought the pillows to my house, they somehow ate all the fucking food. At first I thought Jay was putting the blame on his pillows and thought I was an idiot, but then I looked to see that all the granola bars were gone and I know Jay damn well that he wouldn't even touch any of the healthy stuff. And the worse part about these household items is that I'm jealous of them. God I hate myself for being this way. They get to sleep with him, but not like in a dirty way I mean sleep in the bed with him and cuddle him and they get to be in his house without having astronomical fear and getting their ass beat by Jay's stupid fucking brothers. They also get to see him change, but that something I don't want to admit I'm jealous over. My English teacher is gonna think I'm insane after reading this, which I might be after being with jay.
7.His Unibrow
Yes I am adding this one aspect to the list because I hate it that much. I tried giving Jay a makeover but I learned that I really like his looks and constantly looking like an unwashed porcupine. But the unibrow.
THAT FUCKING UNIBROW.
WHY WAS I SUCH A DUMBASS BACK THEN AND DIDNT PLUCK HIS BROWS.
Maybe because he said he would bite my fingers off if I got my tweezers anywhere near his brows, but still. I text Jay everyday that I had the most amazing dream about him and he always think it's a wet dream, or a dream about us living a happy life about as a couple, but it's actually about Jay without a unibrow or me tweezing his unibrow and it's just a perfect life. Everytime I kiss him, I give that ubibrow the death glared because I just want to wax it off. Maybe I should make a deal with Jay that every hickey he gives me, I get to pluck one hair off his brows.
6.His horniness
I know that I was signing up for this when I decided to date him, but Jesus he seems more like a dog in heat then a wolf.
He texted me every morning and it's usually start off with 'good morning' and some stupid swan or heart emoji and then it's goes into the wild wet dream he had about us. The most tamest one I can recall is where he was a famous magician and I was his assistant and that specific day I decided to wear a pink playboy bunny outfit and we did it in the magic box that make you disappear. And then one dream was with me and tentacles and that all I'm going to say because I read that supposed "cute" text and almost broke up with him on the spot. The most recurring dream he has is a bunch of breeding ones and I shiver in disgust at the thought of them.
Honestly I could make a whole five page essay about how horny Jay is but all I'm going to say is, If he tries one more magic trick on me, where he tries to make my clothes disappear, I'm going to hurt him.
5. His dates idea's
Now I do take some fault because I should've been prepared for some wild shit while dating Jay, but also I have a right to be mad because I feel like I've eaten more Panera then any functioning human should have in their life. Instead of ranting about Jay's dates, I'll just list a few off so you know how angy I am.
- Eating Panera (of course)
- Going to Magic Shows
- Seeing his dumb magician friends at Panera even though they hate me because I constantly make fun of them
- Committing crimes and arson in his pants car and then making out.
- Watching Gordi's Journey for the 17,000th time
- I wanted to have a picnic in the woods and take cute picture but halfway through, he suggest we role play sexy little red riding hood and then pulled out a sexy little red riding hood Halloween costume.
- He legit had the idea that I take a shower and he watches me as a date.
4. His Hygiene
I like that he's unwashed, but I have my limits. When I first put my face in his hair, I had to look over his face and gag. His hair was soft, but smelled like sweat, but I also did smell his right after one of his wrestling matches. He takes showers at the school, and you only get like 15 minutes to wash up, NOT TAKE A WHOLE FUCKING SHOWER, but that would explain why he washes his face with only water and THE SCHOOLS SOAP.
As I said before, I like him unwashed, so his actual body hygiene doesn't bother me, but it seems Jay can not keep a single room he enters clean for the life oh him. His room always smell like cum, sweat, tears, blood, and old rotten fast food. Everything is unorganized which would explain why he wears his vest and stained white shirt everyday, because once you actually clean that room, I have done it numerous times, he has some cute clothes. He went over to my house for a week after his family home aloned him and my room legit look like a small family of racoons lived in there. The time I go into Jay's living quarters and there not a pizza box from the pizza shop that shut down 2 months ago with mold in it, a sock that crunches when I try to bend it, and dried up vomit with semen and blood in it, is the day I'll lose my virginity to Jay.
3. His family
Now I've been nagging on Jay alot, but it seems that his family actually does get this raging fire of hatred out of me. It seem like Jay is that family punching bag and yet Jay still gives them the time and the day. I always tell him, he can stay over at my place and I've gotten so worried about him that now I basically have to force him to stay the night so he doesn't come in the next day with a black eye or tear stained eyes. The worse is when he doesn't come to school at all without an explanation. I hate his family because of the awful and gross stories about what his brothers have done to him, or what his mother and father had said to him, but it's turn into a raging flame of hatred when his family's abuse make me realize how much of a coward I am. I know I can't can't stick up for Jay even though I know he's hurt because I'm so scared of what might happen to me. Sometimes I feel like it my fault that Jay is getting abused.
2.His foot fetish
Wow that was sad. Anyways I hate Jay's foot fetish. I used to wear slippers sometimes to bed if I remember or my feet was cold, but now it's a forced habit to wear some type of footwear at all times. I found at about his foot fetish the first time he stayed at my house. We had only been dating for a week and my feet were on his lap, barefoot unfortunately. He picked up my foot and asked "can I suck your toe clean?"
I, like a normal human, pulled my foot back and yelled "no" and asked "what the hell is wrong with you?"
He then went on this whole rant about how I was kink shaming him and how "Lola and Charles Lu let him" but I was more shocked finding out I was dating someone with a foot fetish. He always texting me for feet pics or he will feel up my leg and tell me how good my legs look, which I don't mind because my legs do look good, but then he will either touch my feet if I'm not wearing anything, in which I would get up and get my house slippers, or he will ask if he can take off my shoes and give me a foot massage, in which I decline because I know its just not an innocent foot massage and really a way for him to be able to wank it to me feet.
God I just hope we don't go swimming for a date because I don't know how my feet are gonna stay safe.
1.How he makes me feel
This absolutely takes the cake. I hate when Jay's does this. It just makes me so mad.
I hate how he makes me feel.
I hate how I feel butterflies in my stomach whenever he's around.
I hate it when my body get all warm and tingly when he touches, even if it just the slightest touch.
I hate how I got all hot when he gives me a compliment, no matter how sexual or innocent it is.
I hate how I get all giggly when he ask for consent.
Even everything I mention I this list I tend to excuse and like him more because of how he makes me feel.
With his music taste, his eyes tend to glow whenever one of his favorite songs come on and just jams out as if no one is watching and he always look cute whenever he really tries to guess if Madonna or Lady Gaga song "Judas."
With his exes, he always tend to get closer to me whenever Lola or Charles is around and it just fills my whole body with tingles. It also gives me hope knowing I wasn't some rebound or second choice for Jay, so I guess I can thank his exes for that.
With his pillow, he has reassured me that he hasn't slept with them, knowing what happened after the Lola situation, and Maury has told me multiple times that Jay doesn't have a hormone monster, which at first seems like a blessing, but then without Maury I wouldn't have Jay, so I guess his pillows are like his hormone monster, excluding tha part of used to sleeping. He has also told me that the pillows don't get car privileges so that makes me less jealous.
With his god forsaken unibrow, its apart of him and while I legit get hard thinking about the things I would do to his unibrow, I guess I have to live with it until I finally fucking snap and cut it off with a butter knife.
With his horniness, I actually have manage to come out of my shell sexually. Of course I'm not giving free handjobs left and right, but I have manage to send some photos from the shower, waist up of course, and some weirdly kinky texts that I wouldn't even think about sending to Aiden. Also some of his horny things that he does or say can be kinda cute.
With his date idea's, they always tend to amuse me whether being making fun of 30 year old virgins or actually having a good time at a magic show. Either way I like spending time with Jay no matter if it's blasting music way to high while making out in the pants car, me doing his makeup after begging him for 30 minutes for him to smear it half way through and me getting mad and then him saying "I told you it wasn't a good idea. I can't sit still for more than 5 minutes", or eating Panera at 2 pm.
With his hygiene, I love waking up before him on the weekends only to see his shirtless back, because my blankets are good quality and he usually gets hot throughout the night, only for me to wake him up with me popping his back pimples. It's so fucking satisfying. I also get to show him actual good skin care products which led to one of my favorite moments where I kissed Jay with lip plumper on my lips because I wanted him to try it only for him to aggressively wash it off because it burns. I also love to clean whatever room he decided to dirty up with him whether being his room, his car, or somehow Nick's attic.
With his family, I will always hate them, but I does give me a good outlook on why Jay's the way he is. I used to buy him and think he was some weird kid, but now I feel like I understand him, something that most people don't do with Jay. It's nice to know that Jay's atleast receiving love from somewhere even if it has to sadly be only me.
His foot fetish though I will not excuse that. I will forever hate that.
After reading all of this, I realize that even though these things about Jay has some cons to them, I actually love them.
The only thing I do hate is the way that I can't hate Jay and that in fact this feeling is some sick twisted, but non toxic, form of love.
I hate that I love Jay.