CHAPTER TEN
(A/N: Holy shit. I haven't updated in months. I'm so sorry to everyone who was waiting for a new chapter! I've been so caught up in personal stuff and school and there's also the fact that I was really lazy. Well, there's no school today and I'm in the writing mood and December-January calendar, half-naked Blaine Anderson inspired me to write another chapter. He's so sexy, I can't. Keep the reviews coming!)
Dim, natural sunlight slipped through the window and past the curtains. I was still half asleep, but I could hear birds chirping and the quiet sound of a television that was still on. I could also hear soft snores. Not my snores. Someone else's. They weren't very loud, and I could just barely hear it. Opening my eyes, the light became brighter and I was more aware of my surroundings. I was sleeping on my side on a couch and the snoring came from the same couch, but on the opposite side from where my head laid. I obviously wasn't sleeping in the guest room, as originally planned. Slowly propping myself up, I saw that Darren was sleeping on the same couch and was snuggling a pillow.
As I woke up more, events from last night flooded in my mind. How him and I had a pillow fight and I won.. only because I'm sure he let me win. We also talked for a couple of hours. I told him about how things were between Jessie and I and he listened. He talked to me, heart to heart, and told me some personal stuff about himself too. He mentioned how he was so glad he met me and how even though he got in a bit of trouble with his manager, he didn't and will never regret giving me his number. He called me beautiful more than a few times and would always remind me how I deserve so much more than Jessie. After that, he kept the TV on and I guess we both just drifted off to sleep.
My stomach grumbled. The feeling of hunger struck me. Not wanting to wake Darren, I quietly and carefully slipped out of the couch. The bottom of the pajama pants I was wearing were still huge, so I bent down and rolled them up, tucking it in. Then, I walked over to the kitchen and took a look around the house. It really was beautiful in the morning. I would love waking up to this everyday for the rest of my life. I decided that I would be nice and make breakfast for the two of us. Everything was not hard to find and I got to work.
DARREN'S POV
The smell of bacon woke me up. Food. Yes. I opened my eyes and sat up slightly. Peeking up from behind the couch, I saw Jamie.. cooking. Her hair was tied up in a messy bun and she looked amazing. She had no make up on and she showed her natural beauty. She was humming what seemed to be "Not Alone". I really liked seeing her in this type of essence so I just stayed quiet, watching her cook. Then, she glanced over and saw me, giving me a soft smile. I smiled back and she stopped humming.
"I have breakfast almost finished," she said as she tilted her head a little bit, "I hope you don't mind that I did this. I was so hungry and I thought it would be mean if I just took your food and didn't make you any."
I couldn't help but chuckle.
"Jamie, you're fine. Thank you. It was very thoughtful of you," I replied with a grin.
Jamie kept that smile of hers and nodded, then turned around and continued what she was doing. She is so adorable. I am still so mad that someone could hurt her the way that that asshole Jessie did. If I ever run into this guy, I swear I'll kill him. If I was ever lucky enough to get to call Jamie "mine", I'd do everything I can to make sure I don't mess it up. Jamie.. she's so, what's the word? Oh yeah.. perfect.
When everything was finished cooking, she turned off the stove and put my meal on a plate for me.
"Eggs, bacon, and sausages. Enjoy."
"Thank you," I replied to her, looking at my food and taking a seat as I placed my plate on the island countertop. I could already taste the warm, delicious food in my mouth before I even took a bite.
"No problem," Jamie said as she took a seat next to me with a plate of food for herself.
For the first few minutes of eating, it was really awkward. We didn't really speak.. we just chewed and swallowed. Then, I heard her clear her throat.
"You don't know how thankful I am of you for letting me stay the night," she said softly as she looked at me, her eyes twinkling, "I was so tired last night after the movie. I probably wouldn't have been able to make it home without passing out."
I smiled at her and shrugged, "Listen, you don't have to thank me. It's what friends do."
"Well, you're a really good friend"
Jamie curled her lips a little and tilted her head a bit. Her brown puppy dog eyes gleamed, making her seem so innocent. I loved it. I wanted to agree with her about the whole 'good friend' thing, but I couldn't. I shook my head.
"A good friend.. would've talked to you for the past couple of months. Not avoid you."
She just looked at me. Jamie bit her lower lip for a second, thinking of what she was going to say to that. Then, her face became more firm and serious.
"Darren, if Angie told you to leave me alone, you were only listening to her. I mean.. if you thought it was the best thing to do, you meant no harm. Sure, I was kind of hurt but.." she looked like she was going to say more, but hesitated,"l-let's just forget that ever happened. We're talking now and that's all that matters."
I sighed a sigh of relief. She wasn't mad and was willing to put this all behind us. I was really starting to value our friendship more and more. Jamie Morales meant something to me. I haven't felt this way about somebody in forever. Is this good or bad? I have no idea.
JAMIE'S POV
I was waiting for a response. Darren seemed to be deep in thought. Did he like what I said? Was he unsure? Did he sigh because he's bored of me talking? I didn't like how awkward this was becoming, so I faked a cough and looked down at my watch.
"Wow. 10? I should really get going. Angie's probably worried sick. I'll.. I'll call you later," I said as I quickly got up and took my empty plate as well as his plate. I placed it in the dishwasher and I heard Darren get up too.
"You're leaving so early?" he asked, sounding kind of sad.
I didn't turn around. I really didn't want to see his hazel eyes and cute face begging me to stay longer. I really did need to get home.
I nodded, "Yeah, I am. I'm sorry, but I have work later and I didn't call Angie and.. I- I'm sorry. I really got to go soon."
He nodded, still looking kind of confused about why I was leaving all of a sudden. I felt like such a jerk, but I did just remember that I had work at 1. I rushed to the bathroom and quickly changed into my jeans. Then, I went out holding Darren's pajama pants that he let me use for the night. He was still standing where he was before, his hands in his pajama pant pockets.
"I can walk you back to your car," he offered, smiling softly and generously.
"No, that's fine. I'll call you later or something. Have a good day," I said, calming my nerves a little bit and progressively slowing down my speaking.
Darren looked down as if he was disappointed of my answer, but then he looked up at me, forcing a small smile on his face.
"Okay, well drive safe and I'll be waiting for you call," he replied. Darren gently grabbed my arm, leaned towards me, then softly touched my lips with his for just a split second and hugged me.
Holy shit.
I smiled as he pulled away. That was literally all I could do. I was almost frozen. Was that some kind of friendly Los Angeles gesture that I didn't know about? Probably. It probably didn't even mean anything. Well, at least to him it probably didn't.
"Bye Dare," I backed away and gave a short wave to him.
I walked back to the main street and regretted not accepting his offer of walking back with me. As I got into the car, I realized that I already missed Darren. I tried to remind myself that he was only a friend, but he was all that I could think about for the rest of the day.