Beremy is the bomb. :)
i'm listening to Treacherous by Taylor Swift on repeat.
this will be like... yeah. when she's trying to help him with the hunter deal at the lake house.
OMG. so i'm frustrated. something keeps happening to my internet connection. I swear I've written one of these paragraphs four times. :P and it's like the freaking climax. I'm ddyyying here.
Hannah xx
The house was empty, sounds of nature kept me alert as I reclined among the trees, channeling the elements around me to desperately attempt to do some sort of magic. I closed my eyes, slowly lifting my hands over a pile of leaves, attempting to draw them up with my hands. Exhaling, I opened my eyes to see the leaves twitching before ultimately floating up to meet my palms.
I grinned, releasing the leaves from my hands and looking up to the sky hopefully, staring at the crystal clear blue sky and fluffy assembly of clouds. It was a beautiful day in the forest that surrounded the Gilbert's lake house. Birds were chattering in the trees and all was calm. The perfect magical environment.
"Bonnie?" Jeremy's voice broke me from the trance I hadn't realized I'd be in. My head jerked up to see him walking toward me in a pair of jeans and white tank top, hair dripping wet and looking absolutely gorgeous. I swallowed and slowly stood from where I'd been sitting on the ground, smoothing my gray top down over my stomach. "What're you doing out here?"
I crossed my arms, shrugging and leaning into a tree. "Trying to practice." I answered, trying desperately to not look at him, but he was there with his new bulging muscles and those brown eyes-those lips I'd so love to kiss once again- and he knew it.
He grinned. "Practice away."
"I'm not sure, Jeremy." I mumbled, looking over his shoulder into the forest almost nervously. I was always on edge with Jeremy now. I could help him, or try, but this?
"Hey, come on." His laughing voice broke me from my trance and I met his eyes again. "You're helping me. Let me help you." With his words, I sighed and sunk to the ground in front of him, frowning. He lifted an eyebrow at me. "What's wrong, Bon-Bon?"
I laughed at his nick name, shaking my head with a smirk. "I don't know, Jeremy." I answered with an exasperated sigh.
He frowned. "Do you want me to leave?" His eyebrows drew together and eyes grew wide. There it was, the puppy dog face, the innocence. It was still there, the young Jeremy Gilbert she fell in love with, underneath the vicious Hunter he'd become.
Silently, I shook my head. "No, it's fine." I straightened, sitting on my knees in front of him before slowly reaching out to place a hand over his heart. "Can I...?" I muttered and he nodded, rising on his knees too and watching me carefully.
"Bonnie." His voice was a low grumble, eyes on me as I attempted to channel him.
My eyes snapped up to meet his, tension surging through the air suddenly. "Yeah, Jer?" It was barely a whisper as I realized just how close we were.
"I..." He trailed off, raising his hands to rest on either side of my face.
I should walk away. Jeremy Gilbert was a Hunter. His sister, my best friend, is a vampire. All of our friends are vampires. I was supposed to be helping him, not kissing him, but he was right there. He was so close. His breath was ghosting over my lips and sending shivers down my spine as I breathed his name though I'm not sure if it was actually done aloud.
That was when the spark ignited. He leaned forward, pressing his lips against mine in a slow dance.
My mind desperately tried to find logic, but failed miserably. He just felt so good, so familiar, as he pulled me slowly to him, fingers slipping into my hair to draw me closer.
Oh, and how I liked it when he kissed my jaw.
He knew it.
He did it.
He drove me to insanity as he gently pressed me to the soft grass, kissing me ever gently, because Jeremy was kind even with his inhuman strength.
Jeremy. Jeremy. Jeremy. Jeremy. It was a desperate chant racing through my mind as his lips hovered just over my body, and I realized one thing had changed. We'd never been this close before. We'd never been this close to falling over the line, stumbling into passionate love making. He'd always stopped short.
He wasn't stopping now.
I should stop this.
I should tell him no.
I can't though. I just like it too much. I want it too much.
Even if it was never going to happen. The sound of the gravel under Elena's tires stunned me from my desperate daydream and I scrambled to get up, rubbing my arms with my hands so reality would feel real. The daydream'd been consuming, so vividly real that I could still feel his lips against the nape of my neck and his fingers in my hair.
I stumbled from the forest to find Jeremy with an ax in his hand, staring at Elena's car with barred teeth. Gently, I prodded the ax from his hand and looked at him gently. "Do you trust me?"
This was not at ALL the original plan. The original plan was for it to be real. Then after I typed the line, "I want it too much," for some reason I typed the line, "even if it was never going to happen." I actually deleted that line, but then the line about daydreams in the song came on and i'm like, "YESS!"
GOD, THIS IS DEAR TORTURE FOR BEREMY LOVERS...
love you too! review, please?:)
DISCLAIMER: I OWN not the characters (otherwise JEREMY would never wear a shirt.:D)
HannahKayGILBERT:)
