A/N: Jonah's POV – when he and Jess snog in the cooler!
Disclaimer: I do not own Waterloo Road. If I did, people would stay together for longer (like these two!)
"Mate, did you hear about Jess Fisher?" I hear vaguely.
Ronan is waving a sweaty hand in front of my face. I'm supposed to be helping him sell this weeks' load of black market Cadbury's, but I'm not getting anywhere.
"Mate?" Ronan repeats, and I finally decide to wade out of those ohsohappy daydreams of talking to, holding hands with and repeatedly snogging a certain red head.
"Yeah, mate?" I answer, at long last snapped out of particularly epic scene in which I plan a surprise picnic.
"Jess Fisher? Aw mate, I thought you'd know. Thought you and Jess were well tight."
Oh, it's Jess. Of course.
I sigh "We are!" I nearly shout. Two year sevens who are approaching take a step back. "What's she done now?"
Ronan doesn't seem to notice as he beckons the two girls over hands out the Crunchie bars "Well, she whacked Finn one, didn't she? Lost control after she heard what he's done to young Harry."
"She hit Finn."
"Well, yeah."
"And she not okay?"
"Guess not. Lauren said she saw her crying when she took herself to the cooler."
The year sevens stuff some money into Ronan's hand, and walk away, munching on the chocolate. Ronan counts the cash, and then shoves it in his pocket.
"Looks like things are over with her and Finn then," he finishes, giving me a cheeky wink as a sign that I should leave "Go get her, Jonah."
Both grinning at each other, I swing my bag over my shoulder and nearly sprint to the Cooler.
Jess is in a right state when I get there. I feel the urge to hold her, and wipe away the tears I can see she's hiding on the back of her sleeve.
"Hey," I sit down in the desk chair next to her "Heard you got a strike, you okay?"
"I'm fine." No, she's really not, I decide.
Starts crying
"Jess, come here."
I pull her into a hug, and she smells like… nothing I can put in words.
"I'm sorry." She murmurs into my shoulder.
"Shut up."
"It's just everything's such a mess."she sniffs, pulling away from me "Mum, Dad, Harry… I've been such a cow."
"No," I say, turning her head so I could wipe the black corners of her eyes "I'd say more like a panda."
She smiles, wetly, and I see her eyes reach my lips all of a sudden.
No, surely Jess wouldn't want to kiss me? The safe, understanding guy-mate?
But somehow we both lean in and this is two months worth of kissing, hot, passion and infrared and peppermint-strawberry on my lips. My hand reaching up to cup her cheek, all soft with powder, and she smells amazing —
She sighs "God, I'm sorry, it's just that my head is all over the shop and I don't know what I want, if I want anyone or—"
I smile, though my heart is racing more than I'd like her to know "Chill, I'm not in a hurry."
She smiles "You're pretty cool you, do you know that."
"Yeah." I grin, and she kisses my cheek
"So go on then, get yourself gone before someone comes."
And so I do, but all I can feel for the rest of the day is how tingling and fantastic her lips felt.
And I decide I can't wait to feel them again.
A/N: Please review, even if you're a Cesca/Jonah shipper! I am too, but I wrote this aaaagggggeeeees ago in the last series : )