Sniff...this is the last disclmier, considerind this is the last chapter. Yes it is my good readers. But never fear! There shall be a sequel! At anyrate here we are: I do not own either Jeff or Matt Hardy and i certantly do not own Vince, thank God. On the other hand i do however have total owner ship of Maeve, Aidedn and Quince.
It's unbelievable how two weeks can pass in a blur. Maeve couldn't remember how it had happened. It seemed like it was just yesterday Matt had stumbled in through the front door, carrying a sleeping Dianna in his arms. They all stood now, in the terminal at the Airport in Nashville. As said before Jeff was staying a week longer. Maeve wrapped her arms tightly around Dianna as they hugged and moved to Matt. He hugged her tight also and gave her a small kiss on the cheek.
"Take care okay? Tell Vince I said hello."
Matt nodded and shouldered the one carry on bag the where allowed. Maeve moved back and let Jeff hug both their friends.
"I'll call you tonight." Matt told Maeve.
"You do that."
He waved as Dianna pulled him along. They handed over their tickets and disappeared onto the plain. Maeve looked to Jeff who in turned looked to her.
"Well let's get going, no reason to stay here."
He nodded and they both headed to the car.
The ride home was silent except for the radio. The top was down and Jeff smiled to himself. He short hair blew back as she drove with on hand, her other out as if it was surfing the currents of air. God she's beautiful. He thought. She was smiling, it was small, but she was. She was probably sad because Dianna and Matt had left. To him it felt like time had flown while he was here. Like it would be over in the blink of an eye. Hey if three weeks seemed to end so why wouldn't one? He hated the face that he would have to leave the estate, but he hated having to leave Maeve more. It pained him to think he wouldn't see her every day. Was he…in love? Was this how Matt felt every time Dianna had to go over seas on business? He shook his head to rid the thoughts buzzing around like bee's I his head.
"You okay?"
He looked over and smiled. "Yeah fine why?"
"You just…look a little preoccupied." She answered shrugging.
She didn't know what he was thinking, but it looked like it was confusing him, whatever it was. She would use the next week to avoid him. She had to get him out of her system or she probably wouldn't be able to deal with him leaving. She had admitted a long time ago she had fallen head over heals in love with him. I'm in love with Jeff Hardy. She parked the car and stepped out.
"Hey Maeve-"
"I uh, have to go do something." She said quickly, taking off up the stairs before he had a chance to even ask her if she wanted a glass of Nirvana.
Maeve shut the door the "forbidden" room and sighed, leaning against it and slid down. She rubbed her eyes roughly.
"This is going to be harder than I thought."
A day passed then two. Jeff was mildly annoyed at how Maeve seemed to be avoiding him where ever he went. He would walk into the kitchen and before he even got to say a word she would make up an excuse to get out of the room, sometime even the house. On the third day he was feed up. There as only one more day he got to spend here and he was going to spend it with her. When she woke up the last and got dressed she was relieved he was almost gone. Hiding something had never been so hard before. When she left the room he was waiting for her there she gulped.
"Uh…hi Jeff. I have to go do the laundry."
She tried to shove around him but he grabbed onto her arm.
"Come on, where going horse ridding." He started pulling her down the hall.
"What! But I need to do the laundry."
"I already did it."
"Well then…the dishes." She countered struggling with him as they went down the stairs.
"I had Aiden wash um."
"The stalls-"
"Done."
"The dogs-"
"Fed and bathed. Where going horse ridding Maeve and there's nothing you can do about it."
She finally stopped him and he turned.
"Why is it so important to you to go horse ridding?"
"It's not."
"Then why are you dragging my practically by my hair to come with you?"
"Because this is my last day here and I want to spend it with you." He answered casually.
"Why!?"
He frowned then sighed. He let go of her arm and quickly toke a step forward. Cupping her cheeks he leaned down and crashed his lips onto hers. When he pulled away Maeve's eyes where wide.
"That's why. Now would you come on!? I only have all day."
She nodded in a daze. As they walked she started to pinch herself lightly on the arm.
"What are you doing?"
"What? Oh seeing if I'm dreaming."
An amused smile played on his lips and he asked what she meant.
"We'll I had this dream where you and the rain and an umbrella…I thought it was real and then I woke up and I just…didn't want this to be a dream."
He grinned and looked forward.
"Dreaming of me?"
She blushed a bright red and hit him on the arm.
"Shut up Skittles."
"Why do you always call me that when you're mad at me?"
"I'm not mad at you! You where only joking."
All was silent for a few moments then she gasped.
"Hey!"
They stood next to the lake, horse rains in hand. Looking out across the water Maeve sighed. Pervious events where jumble dup in her head and confusion seemed to be practically leaking from out of her ears.
"Jeff…why did you kiss me?"
"I had to get you to shut up."
"Seriously…" She looked at him sternly.
"Why?"
He sighed, not looking at her.
"Because…because I care about you…more than I should."
"Why?"
"Because you beautiful, funny, kind, artistic, creative-"
"No not that part, thank you though. The more than you should part."
"I can't like…love you Maeve. You're on of Matt's best friend and after tomorrow I'm gone. I'll never be here again."
"What makes you think that?" She asked him angered.
He looked to her confused.
"Why would you ever think you wouldn't be able to come here again?"
"Well I just thought…assumed…"
"To assume you make and ass out of you and me."
She got on her horse and quickly turned around, galloping off into the forest.
"Maeve…Maeve wait!"
"I didn't mean it like that!" He shouted, following after her through the door.
"Hey guys what's-"
"NOT NOW AIDEN!" They both shouted at the same time. He darted out of the room quickly.
"I still don't understand why you would think something like that!"
"Look I'm sorry okay!"
"Well you have nothing to be sorry about. You'll leave tomorrow and it will all be over just like you want it!"
"I never said that's what I wanted." He shot back.
"Well it surely was implied." She turned to him.
He quickly stepped forward again and covered her mouth with his again. She struggled for a second then gave in. His hands rested on her waist and she weaved hers around his neck. He pulled away only for one reason and rested his head on hers.
"I'm sorry I assumed and I want there to be a…us." She sighed and smiled.
"I'd like that also."
"Call…me…when…your…plain…touches…down." Maeve said between the small pecks he gave her.
He smiled onto her lips then pulled away to nod.
"You got it. I'll call you ever night from my cell. You have my number."
"And you have mine. Stay safe Jeff, and try not to miss any Swanton's. You seem to do that a lot."
He laughed and nodded kissing her one more time and enveloping her in a hug. She pulled away and he frowned.
"Aww Sugar birches don't cry."
She sniffed.
"I hate it when you call me that."
He laughed and put a finger under her chin.
"I see you when I can okay? I love you."
Pretending to sniff again she nodded, sticking her lower lip out.
"Don't give me that face…no…it won't work."
He pretended it had some affect on her, but he knew it had everything. She sighed and nodded.
"Just don't let your flight go down." He pulled the duffle bag up over his shoulder and laughed.
"Well if it starts going down I'll jump out the window." She rolled her eyes.
"I love you."
With one last kiss he nodded.
"I love you too."
Epilogue
Three Months Later
"Yeah…yeah…yeah. I can quit when I want to…yeah…uh huh. Yup. I'll see you in LA. Vince."
Maeve hung the phone up and set it on the counter.
Aiden and Quince sat at the counter on the benches looking at her cautiously.
"Well?" She squealed. "He agreed!!!!"
She jumped up and both Aiden's and Quince's face broke into grins.
"You go get the Champagne…"
"And you get the glasses…"
And all together they shouted, "AND LET'S CELABRATE!"
Well that's the end. I left you hanging didn't I? It's actually pretty obvious what happens though. Next story, the sequel, will be out sometime this week. I like to get aleast three chapter's done before i start loading them up.
Peace!
Kitty
