A Night to Remember

Ok, this is my first Jallie fan fiction. I read some of the fan fictions that are already on this site and I fell in love with the pairing. Yes, I know how much I love Sellie fics and how much you guys probably love my Sellie fictions, but I really like this pairing together. Please, if you don't like it, don't read it. I don't want flames. I will not tolerate them, actually. Thank you for reading and R&R is always nice.

Summary: Ellie wishes she wasn't alone. She's living in an apartment she can't afford, hoping that her now ex of 3 months would come back. Jay is dealing with a nasty break up with Alex after hooking up with Emma. He truly doesn't want to be alone either. What happens when Sean calls Jay, telling him to help out Ellie? What happens when Jay moves in? Will he keep his bad habits or change to help Ellie?

Jay's POV

I slumped into my tiny apartment where I lived alone. I hadn't been my usual, cocky, badass self in days. I couldn't stand it. For once, I was truly upset. I thought I had trained myself not to do this to myself, but unfortunately, I did fall for Alex. God, I was too young for this shit! Living on my own already and dealing with love. That's such an ugly ass word. Love. I fell into the couch, turning on the TV. I hated being alone. I preferred to be surrounded by friends. But this was the best I had at the moment. I left it on some dumbass TV show, mostly because there's never anything good on TV. I stared at the figures on the screen, wishing I had something better to do. Well, at least there would be people at the ravine in a few hours. That should be enough therapy for one night. Beer, chicks, and probably a fight or two. I touched my arm, where a bruise had formed from a few nights ago. Everyone loves a jealous boyfriend, right?

My cell rang in my pocket. I don't know what made me answer it without checking who it was, but I did. "Hello?" I asked into the receiver.

"Hey, Jay. It's Sean," Sean's voice came through the phone. I couldn't believe it, he was actually calling. After months and months of absolutely no contact whatsoever, he actually called.

"Hey, Sean. What can I do for the local runaway?" I asked with slight acid in my voice. I was still pissed at him. Ever since he left, everything in my life had spiraled downward. After that dumb drive home, everything had been royally fucked up. I wanted to hate him for leaving, but he was my best friend.

A slight chuckle came through the phone. I was surprised that he hadn't gotten pissed off at the rude remark. "Well, I was hoping you could do me a favor," Sean said. I stiffened. The guy who had left his friends and especially that sweet little redhead behind wanted a favor from me. I stayed silent. After a few seconds, Sean pressed on. "I want you to take care of Ellie for me. Just, make sure she stays safe. I don't want anything bad to happen to her. She's been through enough. Just, be there for her. Please?"

I could hear the total helplessness in Sean's voice. Something deep inside me told me that I shouldn't be helping Sean, that Sean was the reason everything spiraled downward. Why would he care what happened to Ellie, anyways? He left her just a few months back.

"Fine," I finally said, after about half a minute.

"Thanks Jay. I'm sorry," Sean said before hanging up. I pulled the phone away from my ear, staring at it for a few minutes.

"Shit," I muttered. How the hell was I going to help the redhead? She didn't like me very much and something told me that if she was going to do something stupid, she would have done it already. I was going to have a great time pulling this one off.

Ellie's POV

Three AM was a common time for me to be up until. I didn't sleep much anymore. Not for months. The apartment was too quiet. I was so used to falling asleep to Sean's breathing next to me, listening to his heartbeat as I curled into his chest. But now, I could only stay up, watching bad TV and hope that that would take the place of the calming sounds. But to no avail. I hadn't had more than 3 hours of sleep a night since Sean left.

I was still awake when I heard a knock at the door. I looked up, wondering who the hell would be visiting right now. I stood up, walking to the door. I opened it a crack, leaving the chain on. I looked out, seeing a battered and bruised Jay standing at my door. I closed the door quickly and removed the chain before opening it all the way again. "Jesus Christ, Jay! What the fuck happened to you?" I asked, trying not to yell at him.

"Can I come in?" he asked before answering my question. I nodded immediately. Any company would be better than being here alone. He attempted to limp to the couch before stumbling and nearly falling. I caught him, my knees buckling slightly under his weight. I recovered, wrapping a gentle arm around his waist. "I got in a fight down at the ravine," he finally answered when I got him settled on the couch. "Do you mind if I crash here? I needed some medical assistance and I didn't know who else to go to."

Ellie nodded slightly. "Hold on, I'll get the kit," she said quietly. She bustled off to the bathroom, returning with a small kit and sat on the floor between the coffee table and the couch. She rolled up his pant leg, finding a large gash on his calf. "Who did you have a fight with, a bear?" I asked sarcastically.

"No," he responded, looking down at me, "a rugby team, in the middle of the woods, loaded with old car parts."

I looked up at him. "What the hell did you do?" I asked, slightly angry. And I felt something weird… protective, I guess. I don't know why. Jay and I had never really been friends, and yet I felt protective of him. It was odd.

"Well, I might have challenged them to a race, and won, and wouldn't give them a rematch. Oh, and to add the icing to the cake, their girlfriends left them that night. They just wanted to take all their anger out on me… And boy, they did."

I shook my head. "You're lucky you weren't killed," I said, getting a disinfectant from the kit and grabbing the nearest clean rag. I dabbed the disinfectant onto the rag and cleaned out the gash. He flinched slightly, but other than that, showed no sign of being hurt.

"Can I crash here for the night?" Jay asked, his face scrunched in slight pain. I nodded, picking up a large gauze pad and an ace bandage, wrapping his leg gingerly. He smiled. "Thanks El," he muttered, as he watched me wrap his leg. It was a different kind of look from Jay. It felt soft and warm and almost… loving? I couldn't tell. I didn't want to think about it that way, but then again, maybe I did. I really wasn't sure anymore.

I finished dressing his wounds, making sure that he wasn't going to bleed out on my couch. "Get some sleep, Jay. There's no way I'm letting you sleep on my couch until 3 in the afternoon," I said with a slight smile. Jay smiled back at me as I put the excess first aid equipment back in the box. He lay out on my couch, turning on his side. "G'night Jay," I muttered lightly. I actually kissed his forehead. He looked at me kind of funny, making me blush but I hurried off to the bathroom putting away the first aid and walked to my room. I left the door open and listened to Jay's breathing. It was heavy and a bit labored, probably due to the wounds he now had, but it was soothing to me. I loved it. And I fell asleep almost immediately for the first time since Sean left. Even thought it was Jay, I was happy. And the fact that it was Jay almost made it better. I couldn't help but think that now I really liked him and it was the first time I had ever thought about Jay that way. And it felt as though it was the real deal again.

To be Continued…