Temptation:
Love is peculiar and she found herself fumbling in its course - but her path was spiraling downward, she was crashing.
She groaned as the soft falling of rain disturbed her quite comfortable but slightly achy slumber. Her eyes blinked consistently as she attempted to stretch her arms forward only to realize that she was stuck beneath Danny. She knew she had fallen asleep on him during the movie for she had cursed herself before falling prey to sleep, knowing she'd blush for days when awoken. She tried to pull herself away from him only to feel more pressure placed on her legs. Apparently Danny had fallen asleep to, and now she was sprawled against the couch with Danny beside her, his arms wrapped around her quite protectively and his legs ontop of hers. Her cheeks were so so red that she feared they would remain a permanent red shade. Frowning, she managed to tug herself out of his secure grip, her cheek colliding quite painfully against the floor.
Grunting, she managed to push herself upwards, not even caring at the moment that she most likely had woken him up, and stared at him - no, she wasn't watching him sleep, she wanted to sit on the couch and watch some cartoons or something. Even so, as she stared at her forgotten book on the coffee table, her glasses placed inside as a bookmark, she lost interest in reading the ink stained pages filled with a daring romance and a highly unlikely adventure. Her amethyst eyes narrowed slyly as she peeped at him through the mussed limp strands of her black hair that hung in her eyes. She twirled a thin strand, deciding that she'd re-dye it a different color.
He was lying on the couch, stomach down with his face buried where she had permanently been sitting the former night, one of his arms dangled off the couch but pressed against the floor. His other arm slung against the top of the couch, his fingers about to slide off. His legs were intertwined, and she bit her lip to suppress the giggles tempting to overflow past her lips. How could he breathe properly lying like that? A soft sigh fluttered through her lips and she let her arms hang shyly against her sides, her fingertips brushing against the skin of her legs. Grinning suddenly, she leaned down beside Danny, and managed to shove him off the couch so he lay sleeping against the floor, a loud thud resounding from his forceful shove. He only grunted and continued to sleep, and she rolled her eyes towards the ceiling.
Situating herself back on the very comfortable couch, she was about to reach for her book only to have a hand snatch around the skin of her wrist. She let out a squeak as she was pulled against a now very awake twenty-year old with a rat's nest on his head. His beautiful - oh dear god, beautiful? - Light blue eyes glinted with amusement as she was now laying ontop of him, her breath intermixing with his. She was very aware of her body pressing against his, her heart beating to heavily for her liking especially so close to this man. He smirked, enjoying this way to much.
"You smell." She spoke teasingly, her eyes shimmering with laughter, as she lay there with him, very well aware that she was leaning closer, and closer towards his face. Her lips hovered above his, she could see his eyes closing, his dark lashes pressing against the bags beneath his eyes. The sound of someone clearing their throat was heard and immediately Sam jumped out of her skin, stumbling away from Danny, and banging her head against the brown coffee table in the process. Swearing dark profanities under her breath, she rocked back and forth, her eyes darting towards the sound of her torturer.
She was awe-struck to see a beautiful girl with light hazel eyes, twinkling an almost surreal teal shade standing before them near the door, with a suitcase in her grasp. Long, light red - a light shade of orange - hair trailed down towards the middle of her back, and she watched the two of them blushing like high-school kids being caught kissing, a look of humor and glee in her beautiful eyes. Her hair was pulled back with a teal headband, her long white peacoat making her glow, her face was dappled with droplets of rain. The long scar running from the right side of her eye to the left side of her chin didn't damper her startling beauty a tad - it made her, to Sam, look heroic. So, she must be his sister Jazz.
"Well, Danny I see you have a friend. Hi, I'm Jasmine, Jazz for short." Sam stared at her, feeling flustered all of a sudden with her most likely ruffled black hair, tinged with dark blue and her face the color of a tomato. She gulped, but could see no repulsive gleam in her eyes. Danny was staring at his feet, his eyes filled with a flicker of sorrow, but Sam couldn't tell what for, wasn't he happy his sister was here? She parted her lips, reaching slowly out towards Danny but her hand dropping in mid-air.
"Hi...Jazz, I'm Samantha, Sam for short - the new tenant here." Jazz's soft smile turned beaming, and Sam found herself smiling gently, it felt so contagious. Jazz placed down her suitcase, hurrying over towards the two of them and pulling Danny into a tight hug, tears streaming down her face. She breathed into his ear, her fingers gripping his T-shirt very tightly, her fingers scrunching the fabric on his shoulders. His frame was rigid and tense, his icy-blue eyes staring right through Sam.
"I've missed you, little bro'." She turned to stare into his eyes and was met with distant light blue. Frowning, and seemingly perplexed she glanced at Sam and suddenly burst out laughing, making Sam angry. Danny's face turned a light red, his ears burning that cherry red color.
"Oh I'm sorry Danny! If I had known you'd be so pissed at me interrupting I would've came later tonight, it is after all almost Thanksgiving!" Danny rolled his eyes towards the ceiling, and Sam relaxed.
"I've missed you to Jazz, now can I go get a shower? Go get mom and dad up so they can fix breakfast." Jazz winked at the now cranky brother of hers as he stomped up the stairs, and turned towards her.
"I'm sorry I came so early if I had known - "
"Don't worry about it." Sam cut her off, smiling but feeling her chest tighten with remorse that she was so close to kissing Danny and then they pulled apart, maybe it wasn't right. Shaking off her thoughts she listened to Jazz saying she was going to go say hello to her parents and drag them down so they could make their famous huge breakfast. Sam nodded and watched her depart, and sighing softly she yanked herself off the floor and headed into the kitchen.
Rummaging for a mug, she pulled out a dark blue one and busied herself with making some hot chocolate she found in a box on the counter. The soft sound of the water heating up flowed through her ears and she situated herself on the counter, her legs bumping against the drawers below. She looked up, her hair running into her eyes to see Danny dressed in black jeans, a navy blue sweater situated on his upper torso, his dark hair dripping droplets of water against his shirt. She stifled a giggle, and cocked her head to the side.
"You took a fast shower." She smirked, feeling her mood escalate to the ceiling as he grinned at her, coming closer and closer.
"You counting the minutes, Sam?" She snorted, flicking her hand in a brushing off motion as he pushed back a few strands of her hair, his breath smelling minty and fresh. He was so intoxicating, and she leaned in but was halted by the soft sound of a chime indicating her water was heated and ready. Swearing inwardly, she jumped off the counter and mixed in the hot chocolate mix, sipping down the scalding water. As she blinked at Danny he shrugged his shoulders, scuffing his feet against the kitchen tiles.
"Do you want to check out Kiki's store today? I know you want to check it out some more."
"I'd love to check it out." She placed down her mug, now half-empty, a rim of brown against the top. He nodded in response, about to speak but bit off his words as Jazz came into view along with a very happy Jack and Maddie Fenton. Breakfast ensued, and to their word it was huge and delicious, Sam felt as though her stomach would burst if she ate anything else.
After taking a much appreciated and soothing shower, she managed to rid her black hair of the dye and just let it remain black. She even removed all traces of her usual gloomy makeup but left her nose ring intact. She pulled on black jeans and a long-sleeve gray shirt, a white cami peeping out from the v-cut. Black bracelets clanked against her wrists, a silver key necklace hanging against her chest. Light gray boots were pulled up to her ankles, and she sighed blowing a now dry strand of black hair away from her face. Her feet stomped carelessly down the stairs, and an amused Jazz gazed at her from the comfortable depths of the couch she was sprawled upon.
"Going somewhere?" She raised her black eyebrow in confusion, but nodded in response nonetheless. Slipping on a faux-furred dark blue hooded jacket by the closet near the front door, she stepped outside and let the cold air swipe against her. The sky was a pastel of different colors - orange, a light pink, light blue and yellow. Odd, for so mid in the morning. Lost in her thoughts, she leaned back on the soles of her boots and her head titled back to see a baffled Danny.
"You're...not wearing any makeup or dye in your hair. Sam, you look - "
"If you say beautiful, I'll punch you."
"Weird."
She rolled her eyes, starting down the sidewalk, ignoring the soft chuckles spewing from Danny's lips, as he spoke - angering her even more.
"You're...going the wrong way."
She threw her hands up in exasperation, turned on the heels of her boots and stomped down the other way, her hair flying in the soft breeze as she stumbled past Danny. Her eyes twinkled with anger, and Danny coughed into his black gloves as he followed after her trying hard to bite away his idiotic grin.
"Where the hell am I even going?" She turned to stare at Danny, and shrugged her shoulders in defeat as he grabbed her upper arm and laughed, leading her towards Kiki's flower shop. He had been talking to Jazz while Sam was in the shower, about getting her an application, and Jazz had told him Kiki would be grateful. He smiled at her, and watched as her cheeks turned a soft red, and he found himself swallowing down the urge to kiss her. Kiki's flower shop came into view, and Sam's eyes widened with childish glee.
Minutes passed, and Sam came out of the store, an application in her fingertips and a huge smile on her lips. Danny removed his foot from the lamppost he was leaning against and raised his eyebrows at Sam's odd posture. She shoved the piece of paper in her pocket, and wrapped her arms around Danny's frame, relishing and how warm it felt with his stunned arms wrapping around her, tugging her close to his chest.
"Thank you." She whispered softly, and pulled away once she noticed what she had done, blushing crazily. Danny coughed to hide the joy that sparked within him, and before he could respond, a frame tackled itself into him, latching their lips onto his.
Sam stumbled back a couple of feet, tears springing into her eyes. A girl, with dark skin and curly hair had thrown herself into Danny and was kissing him. Danny wasn't even pulling away. She turned her face upwards to the sky, biting her lip drawing a few droplets of blood. She shook her head, tears blurring her vision as she took off back towards the house. Stumbling inside, she noticed Jazz's stunned expression, but she didn't care. She rushed up the stairs, and grabbed her cell phone, dialing a number as fast as she could.
"Tucker...? Hey...can I come home?"
Hope it was enjoyable:D I'm so, so sorry for the late updates, I've been super busy but I'm getting to updating everything soon. By the way, has anyone seen the movie Tangled? If not, I suggest you do, it's not really cliche and it's just so beautiful. :)