Thanks to PaigeMatthes06 and RJBsComputer for catching my mistake with Jackson's middle name LOL I totally forgot and I knew I was wrong so thanks again! I edited it :D
And omg sorry for not updating this. This chapter is pretty much stupid. I sorta lost inspiration after some stuff.
Anyhoo, back to the story!
Recap of the last chapter
I opened the door and got out of the car. I closed the passenger side and ran for the front door. I quickly unlocked it and got in the house. I couldn't wait any longer, I wanted to scream and admit things to myself. I quickly got upstairs and into my room screaming my butt off.
"God! Can I get any stupider? I mean seriously, why Jackson of all people? I cant like him, he's my best friends' brother! And the fact that I'm having these… dreams is just not right!" I jumped up and down on the hard carpeted floor and just shouted pulling at my hair.
"You know what? What are you supposed to call these dreams anyway? Stupid sex dreams that's it!" I was sick and tired and I didn't want to admit what these dreams were, but here I am just saying it.
"I, Lilly Truscott, have been having "Sex Dreams" of "Mr. Sexy Jackson Rod Stewart" and I like having them!" I shouted on the top of my lungs.
I heard a thud and I spun around facing the door and gaped at it. 'Oh my god…' On the ground was a skateboard rolling toward me, but that's not what caught my eye and freaked me out. No, it was the thing that dropped the skateboard in the first place...
"Jackson…"
BTW POV is going to change from Jackson to Lilly. Jackson's part is pretty short.
Chapter 7
Mistaken for a Dream
I watched Lilly walk, more like ran out of my car to get in her house. She's so cute in that skirt and for a moment there, I thought I wouldn't be able to stop myself from going all over her. Her legs looked so luscious in that skirt. Back at the house, I couldn't stop staring at how sexy her legs looked. I was so happy when she asked me to drive her home, which might have not been the best thing to do because I kept on getting distracted. I know I'm started to grow attracted to her.
She's pretty, completely pretty, but I know I can't do anything to her. She's off limits because she's Miley's friend. I can never mess around with Miley's friends, but I've been feeling this way toward Lilly for a while. Back at the house when she was eating my sandwich and I took it away from her, I was just fooling around with her mind. I wanted to see how she would react if I did those things to her. It was funny seeing her blush and all that. She's so adorable, but then Emily came in and I felt dishonest and unfaithful when I was flirting with Lilly a few minutes before. I knew I crossed the line when I kissed Emily, showing Lilly that I was off limits as well.
I looked behind me to get out my CD case and saw that Lilly left her skateboard behind.
"Her skateboard. I should probably drop it off." I nodded and shut off my engine, took the skateboard, and left my car.
While walking my way to my door I started to think about the almost kiss I was about to do when she was sleeping. I didn't know why I wanted to do it, but I just felt like I had to for some reason, just like how I had to kiss her when she jumped in my arms. Haha she was so cute when she was scared.
Once I got to the door, I heard screaming.
"Maybe she got hurt?" I said and I twisted the door knob it finding it unlocked. Not safe for someone who's going to be home alone. I walked in and went up the stairs toward the screaming.
I walked up hearing her muffled screams come clearer when I thought I heard my name.
"Did I hear right?" I asked myself and then I found myself right in front of her door. She was pulling at her beautiful blond hair, jumping on the carpet, and screaming loudly.
"Li…" I was about to say, but then she started talking again.
"You know what? What are you supposed to call these dreams anyway? Stupid sex dreams that's it!" She spat out looking as if she was frustrated and needed some help. Some serious help.
'Wow, maybe Little Miss Innocent Truscott isn't so innocent if she's having sex dreams.' I smirked. 'I just wonder who she's having these dreams about.' I stared at her as she looked like she were about to blow up. Thank god she had her back to the door so she couldn't see me.
"I, Lilly Truscott, have been having "Sex Dreams" of "Mr. Sexy Jackson Rod Stewart" and I like having them!" She shouted extremely loud.
That's when I dropped the skateboard. My mouth dropped and I stared at her. 'She's having the dreams… about me… No wonder she didn't want to tell me.' I stared at her. My eyes were practically out of their sockets. I just couldn't believe someone like her would be having dreams like those about me.
She spun around and gaped at me.
'I think I should've knocked or something.' I thought to myself. But I knew I wanted to do something about this. She just said she has sex dreams about me and she likes having them. That must mean something.
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"Jackson…" I choked out. He heard me.
We stared at each other for a moment. I didn't know what to say, he caught me and I have no clue how I'm going to back myself out of this one.
Why is it that my skateboard is the thing that always gets me in trouble? Oh my god. Oh my god. I started to shake. He looked confused and shocked at the same time from what I had said.
He's probably thinking, 'A little kid is actually having sexual dreams about me, how disgusting." or something. Ugh will my embarrassment ever end?' I ask myself and then started to laugh. "Hi Jackson, what brings you in here? How did you get inside?" I asked and turned my back to him trying to hide my bright red face.
"Uhh… you left your… Do you really have… dreams… like that… about me?" He asked. His voice sounded a tad interested in this whole thing and it kinda freaked me out.
I turned around to look at him in the eye. His eyes looked different at this point, like he actually cared for me. I shook my gaze from him. I have to think. My face is still burning up and I have to answer him, should I tell him the truth?
"I know what I heard. Just tell me, do you really have those dreams about me?" He pended and I shrugged.
"I don't…"
"Jus tell me the truth. I just want to know if you really are. I… wont be grossed out if you tell me the truth. I promise you I wont." He said in a very caring voice which shocked me. I never knew he could really be like that if he wanted to. His voice sounded like how he talks to Emily.
"I guess…" I mumbled and looked down at my feet. I bit on my lip really hard and I didn't care if it hurt. I just wanted to hide. I openly admitted I liked these dreams which Jackson heard and now I'm stuck here waiting for him to be grossed out at me. I put my hands on my sides and rocked my body waiting for him to say something.
I saw Jackson's feet moving toward me and I kept my gaze down. I knew, if I looked in his eyes, I would just blurt out everything and I really didn't want to do that.
I closed my eyes waiting for him to throw a tantrum at me or something, but he didn't. Instead, I felt hands on my cheeks pulling my head up and soft lips crashing into mine.
My eyes shot open and I wanted to push him off, but I couldn't. His eyes were closed and he his brows furrowed.
'W-why is he kissing me?' I ask myself. 'I'm so confused .Why isn't he freaking out about this?' I feel my hands move on their own to his waist.
He pulled away resting his forehead on mine, breathing heavily. He moved one hand to my shoulder and opened his eyes. He moved his lips closer to mine ready to kiss me once again.
'This needs to stop. I need to know why he's doing this!' I screamed in my head and I moved my hands from his waist to his chest and pushed him.
"What are you doing?" I hissed and hugged myself. I stared at his eyes searching for an answer, but he didn't say anything. He pursed his lips and shook his head.
"I…" He started then closed his mouth. He stared at me intently and he had that hungry look in his eyes.
"Jackson get out." I tried to say calmly, but I knew that it didn't come out like that at all.
"Lilly…" He was saying, but I cut him off.
"Please Jackson…" I pleaded, but he didn't move.
"No Lilly." He said and came closer to me. "I want to talk about this."
"God Jackson, I just freaking confessed that I have sex dreams about you and then you kiss me. Now the thing is, I'm confused at why you're not a bit grossed out about this and ran away knowing this bit." I threw my hands in the air and waited for him to answer. It's pretty much pissing me off that he doesn't want to leave. My embarrassment moved to being pissed. Maybe it's that time of the month.
"Well, like I said, sometimes your dreams tell you about what happens in the future. Maybe we're supposed to… you know." He stated sounding very serious.
I laughed. "I was thinking the same thing, but I knew that it would never happen between us. I mean you're Mr. Cool guy with a perfect girlfriend and I'm Ms. Tomboy with no life." I said and looked at the ground. I felt him put his finger on my chin and move it up so that I was staring at him in the eye.
"Well, to tell you the truth, in my eyes you're great the way you are. No one is perfect. Not even Emily. Reason why I want to break it off with her. She's just not right with me." He frowned. "Then I've been thinking about the almost kiss at the beach and the kiss last night. Something was telling me to kiss you both times, and I don't know why I did it. The more I see you, the more I want you." He openly admitted.
"You're lying. You just want to screw around with me and then leave me for Emily." I rolled my eyes and tried to push him off, but he gripped on my hands.
"I like you." He whispered.
"What?" I stopped fighting him off and stared at him. 'How can he like me when he has a girlfriend.
"Look, I've always been attracted to you, I never took the chance to be with you because of Miley." He openly admitted. "Since you admitted your sex dreams, I admit I like you." He simply said and then leaned in for a kiss.
I was confused, but I didn't push him away. This was probably a stupid thing, but I seriously need time to think. It was then, he placed his hands on my waist and lifted me up. My arms flew to his neck wrapping around them and I squirmed. I wrapped my legs around his waist when I started to shake.
I pulled away. "God Jackson, put me down." I was breathing hard, but he continued to kiss me. It sort of felt like one of my dreams.
'Maybe this is a dream.' I say to myself and then finally, I kissed him back. It started as a fiery kiss with passion and so much more, when I ended up on my comfortable bed with him on me. I lost my innocence thinking this was a dream, but then again, it felt so real.
'This is just a dream.' I say to myself and soon, I really fell asleep with a figure beside me.
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I soon awoken from my slumber expecting myself to still be at the Stewarts house when I realized that I was in my own room. I felt something around my waist pull me closer to it. I was startled at first, then I remembered that "dream" I had just before waking up.
I lifted up the covers and saw that I wasn't wearing what I was wearing earlier, but I was wearing nothing at all. I froze and felt something breathing against my neck, so I slowly turned around and saw the last person I thought I would ever expect something like this from.
'Jackson…' I held my breath. I didn't know what to do, so I did the first thing that came to mind. I gently got his arm off my waist and got out of the bed. I stared at him and he was in a deep sleep. I went over to my dressers and got myself some clothes and I glanced at the clock and it read 3:49 PM. About 2 hours since I got here.
I turned and walked toward the bathroom to shower, but first I peed. I remember my career teacher telling us that after we do something like that, we have to pee. I have no clue why, but whatever. After that, I got in the shower and took a really cold one.
"What was I thinking? How could I mistake this for a dream? I'm so freaking stupid! How can I think something serious like this was a dream? I mean seriously Lilly!' I screamed in my head and started to scrub my flesh hard with the scrubber until my skin turned pink.
I dropped to the ground with the cold water hitting my back. It was then I realized. "I knew that it wasn't a dream, but I made myself believe it was."
A/N Sorry if it was stupid. I seriously have no inspiration for this anymore. I'm so sorry. I'll finish this fic as good as I can! I'm sorry! And again, no detail on what they did. I wanted to keep it T rated LOL. Maybe, just maybe if you wanted the part where it all happens, then ask or something. I'm going to delete that part anyway, I decided that it wasn't necessary.
