(*Authors Note:Just want to start off with a HUGE THANK YOU to everyone who reads & reviews as always. It makes me happy each time someone messages me on tumblr with a review or when someone leaves a review on here; you never know how important reviews are until you aren't getting them haha. I'm still trying to decide on how and where I want Jon and Lily's relationship to go and how I want it to grow. I feel like I was way to rushed with the feelings coming out in my other fanfics; this one I want to take nice and slow, I think the pace is set just perfect for their relationship. Plus, the teasing you with the lack of intimacy they have is pretty fun. This chapter is pretty much just a transition onto something bigger and better, I promise! Once again, thanks to everyone who reads my stories; hopefully I'm not starting to bore you guys. Okay, continue on. Dun dun dun dunnnnn.)
"My grandmother's eighty-nine years old, Jon. I know she doesn't have much time left," She had said with tears streaming down her face, "Please go with me. I don't want to be alone at the last possible visit I have with her."
And Jon, being the complete sucker that he was for Lily, now stood outside of the nursing home, waiting for it to open back from lunch time. Lily felt nervous, Jon felt fearful. Old people scared him and he feared he would be freaked out by Lily's grandmother; he didn't want to upset Lily but he couldn't tell her no when she asked him tearfully to go with her. Lily shivered as she leaned closer into Jon, pressing her cold face against his arm. He opened his jacket and wrapped it around her as he pulled her into his chest. She inhaled his scent; he felt like home to her sometimes. She looked up at him as she realized he was looking down at her. He slowly started leaning his head down towards hers as their eyes trailed over each other's face.
The worker opened the door loudly, jarring them out of their moment. Jon sighed as she pulled away from him and motioned for him to follow her; she didn't turn around for she knew her cheeks were burning red. They told the nurse who they were here to see and she told them to wait in the lobby.
It felt like it took forever; the place stunk and the two teenagers got long creepy stares the residents. Jon slowly reached up and pulled his earring out of his ear, causing Lily to laugh softly.
"I forgot I still had them in." He grinned as he tucked the silver hoop in his pants pocket.
"Mrs. Lambeth," The nurse smiled, "Follow me."
Lily swallowed hard and stood up, gripping Jon's hand tightly in hers as they walked. He could feel Lily trembling; he didn't know what she was so nervous for. It was just her grandmother, right? The nurse opened the door for them and the stench hit Jon's nose even worse now. He didn't like the image he saw at all. There was a small frail woman hunched over in the wheelchair in the corner of a darkened room.
"Lilith?" Her old crackily voice called.
"Hey grandma." Lily whispered, flipping the light on.
"There's my sweet Lilith." She reached her old wrinkly hand out to Lily.
"Grandma, this is Jon..the guy I'm living with." Lily squatted down and pointed over towards the door where I was.
"There's the young man I've wanted to thank." The old woman smiled back at Jon.
"Thank?" I grinned softly as I walked up behind Lily, "For what?"
"For taking in my sweet Lily." She smiled softly up at Jon; she was a beautiful old woman.
"I enjoy having the little fart around." Jon joked, causing Lily and her grandma to laugh.
"I say he's full of it, huh?" The old lady laughed.
"You don't even know." Lily smiled softly smiling up at Jon
Soon it was time for the residents to start their baths and they politely asked Jon and Lily to leave. On their way home, Jon was stopped by two people calling his name enthusiastically. Lily stood beside of the group of boys as they stood there and talked for what seemed like hours to her; she was bored within the first five minutes so she took to aggravating Jon. She walked around behind him and dug in his back pocket for the cigarettes and "accidentally" pressed her cold hands to the flesh of his back. He gasped and she laughed as his body tensed up, suddenly she wasn't so bored anymore.
"Good god, Lily your hands are freezing." He growled as she pressed her frozen palms straight to his skin; she let out a soft laugh as she pulled them from his soft warm skin just to press them against his back once again, getting the same reaction from him. She was amusing herself, watching as her palms sent shivers through his body. He quickly grabbed at her hands and pulled her wrists tightly around him, holding her arms tightly around him. She giggled and pressed her face into his jacket; warming her face up as she pressed her hand flat against his lower tummy underneath his shirt. She did it in a playful manner, nothing more than that. He however couldn't help the level of arousal she had just given him, touching one of the most sensitive places on his body with her small cold hands.
"I have to pee," She whispered after a few minutes of standing behind him, "Like really really badly."
"What, are you five?" Jon laughed softly, releasing her hands from his grasp.
"Sometimes." She laughed, "I'm going to head on home, alright?"
"No, you know I don't want you walking these streets by yourself." Jon shook his head.
"Jonnnnnnnnnn," She groaned as she crossed her legs, "I have to potty."
"Guys, I'll catch up with you later tonight. We'll stop by the arena or something, alright?" Jon nodded towards the men he was talking to.
"Alright, cool man." They nodded.
Jon wrapped his arm around her shoulder as they walked down the street, pulling her body closer towards his. They were at the apartment in no time; the conversation still playing he had with the guys in his mind. They had offered to pay the rest of his wrestling training off if he'd step up and join HWA. He heard Lily sigh from the bathroom as he laid on his bed, staring up at the ceiling. He laughed softly, she reminded him of a child at times.
He knew that joining HWA would require him being away from her when he traveled and he knew HWA traveled a lot. He rubbed his hands through his hair and sat up as he heard her flush the toilet.
"Lily, c'mere." Jon called from his room. She walked into his room and stumbled over half of his dirty clothes; she was goofy today. He knew it was because she got to see her grandma, her only living family member that she had anything to do with lately.
"What's up?" She asked, looking down at him.
"I got offered a full ride into HWA," Jon swallowed a little too hard, "They..uh..they want me in there pretty bad."
"Jon, that's awesome." She gave him a soft smile; she knew wrestling was his true passion.
"Yeah," he nodded, "yeah it is."
"Why don't you sound too sure of it?" she asked, sitting down beside of him on his bed.
"Sometimes HWA goes to Germany for a few weeks at a time; they travel the world." He whispered, she instantly caught on to what he was telling her. He would have to leave sometimes.
"What about school?" She asked, looking up into his eyes, "You aren't going to quit, are you Jon?"
"No, definitely not." He shook his head, "I'll figure something out…this is my chance to get us a better place; maybe get us out of Ohio. From here, the only way I can go is up, right? I know I can do this. I know it."
"I have faith in you, Jon." She whispered, "I know you can do it."
"I go talk to Thatcher in the morning," He said, "Tryout a little bit. All he can do is tell me no, right?"
"Right." She nodded.
