Chapter 2
For disclaimer see previous part
Rating: PG-13ish
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A/N: I wrote this close to 3 years ago… so some of the music references are going to be a little bit out of date. Sorry :)
A/N 2: Same as last time, Katie's POV first, Jessie's second.
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"Umm, Jess?" I broke the silence "As much as I love, and I do mean love holding you, my neck is going to be permanently bent in this position unless..." I grinned, and felt her body move as she started laughing. Oh, it was such a beautiful sound. I could listen to it all day long, heck, I could listen to it for the rest of my life. In fact, if I had it my way, eventually I would listen to it for the rest of my life. But now isn't the time for that, as much as I may want it, we're both still too young. She drew back, and looked up into my eyes.
"So what do you say about a tour?" She wrinkled her nose. I smirked at her, and grabbed her hand.
"Well, I guess my only choice is to follow along, considering I'm now trapped." She quipped with a smile on her face. I laughed at her adorable expression.
"Yep, that's what it seems like. Now, if you'll follow me, I shall give you a tour of my humble abode." I started tugging on her hand, and she willingly followed. The tour was short... what? My apartment isn't very big! I showed her my room, or at least my half... but I guess in the process I showed her my roommate's half too, considering we live in the same room, so I guess technically I showed her our room... um... ok, enough with the babbling. After leaving my shared room, I proceeded to show her the bathroom, living room, and for the last stop - my personal favorite - the kitchen, in which I politely offered her something to eat or drink. Hey, I was trying to be a good hostess. She asked for coke, which I readily got for her.
We sat down on the couch, and just started talking about everything. It was so good to be around her again, I hadn't really realized exactly how much I'd missed her. I mean, sure, I really, really, really missed her (and I do mean really) but as much as I did miss her, the pain sorta numbs with time. Kinda like when someone dies, you know you miss them, and you go into a period of mourning where you don't really want to do anything, or really see anyone except that person. But once you get back into the swing of things, get back into your normal routine, then it begins to numb. That's how it was for me when Jessie left. I did a bit of the whole mourning time thing, then began to get used to her being gone a little bit (well, emailing her every day and talking on the phone once a week helped me out a lot too). Yeah, so anyways, enough with that tangent. Sufficient to say, I really missed her.
It was like she'd never left. We were still able to talk about anything and everything with each other. I was still able to share random things that Tad and Russell were doing, and Jessie would laugh. She could still talk about her latest argument with Grace or Zoë, and I was still able to picture looks on Grace's face.
After we talked for awhile, we just kind of stopped, and just looked at each other. I studied her features. She was truly breath taking. She blushed at my intense gaze, and looked down at the seat cushion. In the process, some of her hair fell into her face. I brushed it out of her eyes and behind her ear.
"Sing to me, Billie, please?" I requested. It had been far too long since I've heard her beautiful singing voice. She looked up at me and grinned.
"What do you want to hear?" she asked coyly. I smiled.
"I think you know." A smile crept across her face.
"Hmmm... ok, how 'bout 'Me Against the Music', cause I know how much you love that song." she smirked. I had told her a couple of weeks ago how much I couldn't stand it whenever it came on the radio. Brittany may be hot, but Madonna is old... and hadn't she ever heard of something called braces? I mean really, with all the money she has... ok, sorry, babbling again. Sorry ya'll, I like some of Brittany's stuff... but I cannot stand Madonna. At all.
I tackled her playfully against the couch, and began tickling her. She squealed and tried to retaliate, but she was no match for me. I had always been better at tickle wars than she was. I think it had something to do with having two older brothers. When I finished, she was out of breath and smiling.
"Ok, ok, you win." I smiled triumphantly and gave her a quick kiss on the mouth..., which turned into a much longer kiss. We only broke apart because of the need for air.
"I was thinking more along the lines of Lady Day." I said, and she smiled, her eyes sparkling.
"That could be arranged." She closed her eyes and tilted her head, much like the first time she sang to me in her room.
'God bless the child that's got his own, that's got his own.'
She opened her eyes, and stared at me while continuing to sing. She looked so beautiful. A small smile crept across her face. Right at that moment, I felt nothing but absolute love and adoration for this girl... who was quickly growing into a woman.
'God bless the child that's got his own, that's got his own.'
She finished singing and looked over to me. I put my hand on her cheek, and drew her face over to me, almost so our lips were touching.
"I love you so much, you know that, right?" She looked at me with a serious expression and nodded.
"I love you too." and with that, she closed the distance between our lips. We sat there kissing for awhile, then sort of just stopped, and sat there holding each other. I looked over at the clock, and it read 2:30 in the morning, so I decided that it would probably be wise if we were to head to bed. I wasn't sure exactly how to proceed, if we should sleep in the same bed, or if one of us should sleep on the couch, or if she should sleep in my roommate's bed... I wasn't sure. All I knew was that tonight... right now was too early to do anything. We were still young, and we had all the time in the world. It would be much better if we waited, and I think we both knew that. Besides, neither of us were really ready to take the next step.
"Hey, baby? I think it's about time to head for bed." She looked up and me while rubbing her blue eyes and nodded. She was so cute.
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Katie was so adorable; she was trying to be such a lady and all that. She stumbled over her words, to try to figure out where I should sleep. How cute. I couldn't help but smile. We both know we aren't ready, and I'm ok with that.
"Katie. Katie, it's ok. We can sleep in the same bed. Really. It's ok." I saw as relief washed over her face.
"Oh, ok. Are you sure?" I almost started laughing.
"Yes, I'm sure. Now are we going to bed or are we going to stay up all night discussing where I'm going to sleep?" Now it was her turn to laugh. She grabbed my hand and we took my luggage into her room. I got some pajamas out and... oh wait... this will be a little awkward. Where to change... where to change... eh? Katie was staring at me, waiting for my cue on what to do. I thought it over very quickly, and decided that it couldn't hurt, so I started changing right then and there. Very quickly was the key. In no time at all we had changed and were laying in her bed. I loved staring into her mossy green eyes; it made me feel like I was home. I kissed her goodnight and turned over to try to get some sleep. She wrapped her arms around me and whispered:
"I love you." a grin crept across my face.
"I love you too." and with that she fell asleep, almost immediately. I lay there for awhile, just listening to her breathing, feeling the rise and fall of her chest against my back. I turned over so I could look at her, watch her while she was sleeping. She was such a beautiful sight. She looked so peaceful. I brushed some hair out of her face, and she stirred, but didn't wake. For that, I was thankful. I just wanted to be able to have some time just to study her, to look at her - really look at her - for as long as I wanted. So that's exactly what I did, until the sun came up.
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