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Story: Where, OH, Where is Prince Charming?
He kissed me back with a smile and said, “How many times do I have to say it, Mel?”
“I don’t know, as many times as I want you to,” I said kissing him again.
We stayed like that for pretty much the whole afternoon. After Jake’s little confession, we went back to his place, made out in front of his house, made out on the couch, and so on, until we finally made it upstairs into his bedroom.
So here we were now, Melanie and Jake, Jake and Melanie, lying down snuggled up together on his bed just enjoying being in each other’s arms—all without the removal of clothing. Honestly, we didn’t even come close to having sex today, which was odd for us, but neither of us cared. Sure, the make out sessions everywhere were pretty intense, but kissing was all we did. And honestly, that didn’t bother me.
Oh wow. Listen to me. One profession of love to me and I’m becoming a romantic. I mean, I guess I’ve always been one, but still. Am I in love with him? I don’t know. All I do know is, I’m falling for him…very quickly.
“Well, how many times would that be?” he asked with an amused smile.
I shrugged and said, “I don’t know. Many, many, many times.”
He chuckled and planted a kiss on my forehead, “That can be arranged. Though, I don’t know if you’ll get tired of it or not.”
I shook my head and said, “Nuh-uh. Not me. What kind of girl gets tired of her boyfriend saying he loves her all the time? If she did, she must be crazy.”
“Boyfriend?” he asked with a smile.
I looked up at him and smiled, “Well, yeah. I mean, you do love me after all. And we did agree to certain conditions. I would say that this is an exclusive thing you know, between two people, meaning you and me. Unless you didn’t want to be called that, then we could be something else?”
Rambling like an idiot, Melanie. Great.
He kissed me again and answered, “Of course. I did practically beg you on the street for you to be my girlfriend.”
I laughed at that and he joined me. “That will definitely be a moment I’ll never forget. Who knew you were such a romantic?”
He didn’t say anything for a while and just stared up at the ceiling holding me and unconsciously drawing patterns on my side.
“Honestly, Mel, I never thought we’d get here. Ever,” he said with a sad smile.
“What do you mean?” I asked trying to sit up to look at him, but it was no use, since he held me tighter and pulled me in closer.
“It’s been a year. Well, a little bit more than a year, but still. I remember that night last year, it was the night before I ended our little thing, when it was raining and you were bored at home so you came over to my place and decided to get drunk. Of course you know how that ended. But, I remember waking up that morning and feeling…I don’t know how to put it in words, but—complete. I don’t know, but somehow it just felt right to me and honestly, it scared the hell out of me. I mean, I didn’t know what the hell I was feeling because all of a sudden every little thing about you would affect me somehow…and not just in the obvious,” he said.
I didn’t say anything and waited for him to continue. “I just sat there and watched you sleeping and it made me…happy. Usually it was up and leave, you know? But I didn’t want you to leave, ever. That morning, I freaked out. I honestly freaked out. I was feelings things and it just felt so wrong to me. I mean, there you were, in my bed. My best friend’s little sister. What the hell was I thinking, you know?” he paused and sighed. “That’s when I decided to end it.”
He didn’t say anything after that, instead looked down at me and kept his gaze on me. I had to look away, not because I felt uncomfortable, but more…nervous. I couldn’t explain it, but it was always different with Jake. I never knew what to expect and it was always exciting and different, and honestly, I enjoyed every minute of it—of being with him.
“Is that why you acted like an ass and avoided me the whole year?” I demanded.
Jake sighed and answered, “It’s not that I was trying to avoid you…”
I raised my eyebrows at that and he said, “Okay, fine, I didn’t want to. Honestly, I didn’t want things to be weird with us, you know? But, I couldn’t help it. I couldn’t keep seeing you. It wasn’t because I felt awkward about us sleeping with each other, no, it wasn’t. I was trying to figure everything out and with you there everywhere I went, it didn’t help me at all. I mean, yeah, I guess I knew I felt a little something for you, but I tried to fight that. But the more and more I fought, the greater it became. Before I knew it, all I thought about was you. It didn’t help much either when you constantly dress like you do and attract the entire male population of our school.”
He paused again and I shifted a little bit so I could comfortably rest my chin on his chest. He continued, “Then I had to hear from Friedman how great of a time he always has with you, and a couple other guys from the team, might I add. Not to mention, every time we’re at a party you’re always all over some guy. A guy can only take so much Melanie.”
“Hey! I didn’t know you were in love with me, okay? Hell, I didn’t even know you liked me, or even thought of me like that, okay?” I protested.
Jake smiled and kissed me again, “I know. It was my fault for not telling you sooner how I felt. Besides, we have those conditions now don’t we? Number one on that list, what is it? No other guys. Just you and me.”
“Yeah, yeah, player. We’ll see if you can keep it in your pants for long,” I joked.
“Mel, it took me more than a year to get to this point. What makes you think I’m going to go off with someone besides you? How stupid would that be?”
I shrugged and said, “I don’t know. You’re as clean on your dating history as I am, so just making a statement.”
He sighed and said quietly, “I love you. I really do. Hell, I probably loved you so much longer than one year, but it took me a few drunk nights to realize that. I’m in it for the long haul, Mel. I really am.”
“But what about your fan girls, huh? You’re going to make them very disappointed,” I pointed out.
“Leave them disappointed. I’m with the one I want to be with, what should it matter to me what they want?”
“It shouldn’t,” I answered quietly.
“And it doesn’t,” he said with a smile and kissed me once again, this one longer and more passionate than the ones after this whole conversation started. “I love you, Melanie.”
“You never get tired of saying that, huh?” I said against his lips.
“Nope. And you never get tired of hearing it,” he said again and kissed me. “You, today wasn’t the first time I said it to you either.”
“Really?” I asked sitting up fully this time. “When did this happen?”
“Friedman’s party a while ago, when we tried to do our whole arrangement for the second time,” he said looking kind of embarrassed.
“What? Why don’t I remember this?” I asked. “You said it to me when I was asleep, didn’t you?”
“Close, but not quite it,” he said.
“I was drunk!” I gasped.
“It was stupid, I know. I’m sorry. But, it doesn’t matter now. We’re together, we’re happy, we’re in love…or at least I am,” he said the last part quieter than the rest.
I sighed and said, “I do think about you a lot. And I’d be seriously lying if I told you I didn’t feel anything when a girl even comes within five feet of you. I mean, I have always been kind of selfish and I kind of want you to myself, Jake Miller.”
He smiled a genuine smile and my heartbeat went times faster, “Well, you can, if I can have you all to myself too, Melanie Jefferies.”
“Of course,” I said while straddling him and placing kisses all over his face.
He chuckles and rolls us over so he’s the one on top of me now, “As much fun as it would be to do this, we have to do one thing first.”
“Oh yeah? What’s that?” I asked tilting my head up to plant kisses under his jaw, down his neck.
He groaned and pushed himself off of me and out of the bed.
“Jake,” I whined.
He smiled and put a quick kiss to my lips. “One thing first and then we can have all the fun we want, okay?”
“Fine,” I said with a pout and got off the bed to smooth out my clothes and fix my hair. “What’s this big important thing we have to do in order for you to put out?”
He laughed and answered, “Tell your brother and my best friend about us.”
“Oh.”
“Yup. Oh.”
“Do you think he’ll blow up?” I asked.
Jake thought about it for a moment, smiled, and answered, “I doubt it. I’m pretty sure he’ll act just the opposite of that.”
“How do you know?” I asked curiously looking up at his face, which held some kind of secret behind it.
He shrugged, “I kind of already told him.”
“You what?” I nearly screamed.
“What? You didn’t think I would actually go out and look for you to profess my love to you without Eric knowing? Do you think I’m suicidal?” he asked with a laugh.
“Why didn’t you tell me he knew? What did he say? How did he react?” I asked.
“Well, I told him I broke up with Joanna and he asked why and I didn’t answer him. Then I told him that
I didn’t have feelings for her because I loved someone else. Of course being the curious bastard that he is, he had to ask, and I told him it was you. I couldn’t say he wasn’t shocked about it, but after about an hour it hit him that I loved you,” Jake explained.
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.
“Just like that? He just accepted it after the shock of the whole situation wore off?” I asked.
“Not exactly. He did bitch at me for a while--make that a long while—about how I was such an asshole and shouldn’t have even done something incredibly stupid like that. I honestly thought he would hit me right then and there, but he didn’t. He just left me behind to think. Twenty minutes later he comes back and wishes us luck,” Jake finished.
“He just said, ‘good luck with my sister?’ That’s it? He didn’t threaten to kill you?”
Jake chuckled and said, “Of course he did. Five times, but who’s counting.”
“Okay, so if Eric already knows, why are we still talking over here and not rolling around in there?” I asked pointing to the bed.
“Because I told Eric I would tell you that I loved you. He said he wanted to have a ‘talk’ with us if things went well,” he explained.
“Oh. So you were really looking for me today?” I asked.
“Yes. How else would I know to find you in Starbucks? I love you, I’m not your stalker,” he replied with a smile.
I smiled and said, “How about we tell him tomorrow about us and postpone his little ‘talk’ and you and I get some alone time? No sex…promise.”
“No sex?”
“Nope.”
“Is that even possible for you, Mel?” he joked and made his way over to me.
“What is wrong with people? You know, you’re not the first person to ask me that in one day! You know, I can control myself, damnit!” I said and stomped my foot on the ground acting childish.
“Sure you can,” Jake said and kissed me with everything he got.
Screw self control.