Chapter eighteen: For forever.
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Okay, so I know it took forever to update but I had a crazy weekend, you have no idea. filled with my first day of work at my summer job, a car accident, a family cookout, and studying for stupid exams. But anyways, all I have left of the story is this chapter, the one after that and then the epilogue. Sad, huh? It's almost over. But it's okay because I am writing Do It Alone coughcheck it out cough
Anyway, enjoy:
"Jude, I need to talk you."
She nodded, "Okay."
I nodded, pacing back and forth. "Okay," I said. I looked at her and she smiled weakly, waiting. "Okay," I repeated.
"Okay," she said. "What do you want?"
"You," I blurted out. She was obviously taken aback at this, eyebrows raised, mouth open.
After what seemed like forever, she finally broke the silence. "Um," she paused for a moment, searching for the right word. "What?" was all that she came up.
I smiled, "I want you, Jude. I love you. I can't imagine my life without you and I want to be with you for... well, for forever." It was all coming out and I couldn't stop myself. "I know, this sounds kind of crazy, but I just had to tell you. I mean, on the first day I met you, you kind of hated me, and here I am, confessing my love for you. You're just, you're unlike any other girl, and I love everything about you, even the little annoying things. And lately, you seem to not hate me as much as you used to and I realized that I wouldn't even want to continue my life if you weren't in it."
She was wide-eyed, shocked at what I was saying. She stood up and now she was the one pacing. And before she could even say anything, my lips crashed to hers. Jude was surprised at first, but responded quickly as she wrapped her arms around my neck, her fingers running through my hair. We eventually broke apart because of our lack of oxygen and she took a deep breath, looking at me. I cocked my head, waiting for her to say something, anything.
"Jude, Jenna, Chelsea, Sam and Matthew," the director shouted loudly, "Back to the set."
She looked down, playing with her star ring and then she looked at me. "Yeah, I have to, uhm, I have to..." she trailed off and pointed to Andrew. I nodded and watched as she walked toward the group, her mind in another place. I ran a hand through my hair and wiped my mouth, which I am sure had a coat of pink lip gloss on them, before heading back to Kwest, who was still eating his ruffles.
"My guess is," he said without even looking at me, "You just made out with Harrison."
I raised an eyebrow, "What? I don't, I don't know what you're talking about, man," I stuttered and he laughed, pointing toward Jude. I looked at her also. Andrew was talking to Jenna, Chelsea and Jude, and Jude was looking at the camera, her eyebrows furrowed.
"What else would have her in that strange, confused trance?"
"Some one could have..." I didn't know what to say. "Could have... died?"
Kwest laughed out loud. "You kissed her didn't you?"
I chose not to answer him, grabbing one of the last ruffles. He shook his head at me and then laughed, watching Jude.
"Jude, hey, you there," Matthew asked, snapping his finger in front her face.
Jude snapped out of her daydream and looked up at him, "Yeah, what? Yeah, I'm here."
He nodded, laughing. "What's up with you."
"What's up with me? Uh. Nothing, nothing is up with me, Mattie, nothing."
He nodded slowly. "You okay?"
"Perfect," she said. "So, let's get back to work," she said, pointing at Andrew. He nodded and followed behind her.
Jude got into position, dancing with the girls. She was supposed to go up to Matthew but nothing. "Jude," Andrew shouted. "To Matthew?"
She looked at him, "Right, Matt. Sorry, I'm here."
He nodded, "Okay."
Kwest was now cracking up, "Look at what you've done to the poor girl."
I rolled my eyes, smirking at her. She glanced over at me quickly and then looked at Kwest. I saw a look of annoyance flash through her eyes and laughed lightly. She turned back to Andrew. "Okay, I can do this, sorry."
"Okay, action."
And Jude managed to do everything right after that. "Okay, people, great work today," Darius shouted. Jude nodded, walking toward her dressing room. About ten minutes later, Jude came out wearing the clothes that she came in today and her now spirally curled hair was pulled back in a ponytail at the back of her head. She readjusted the bag that was on her shoulder and took a breath, walking toward Kwest, Darius and I.
"Uhm," she started, avoiding contact with me. "I need to go home and...think," she said. Although she wasn't looking at me, I knew that she was mainly talking to me. "I, uhm, I don't think I can do this right now," she looked up at me as she said this and it was like my world was falling apart. She looked over at Kwest and Darius, "See you guys tomorrow," she said and walked out.
Okay, so as I'm heading out to the car, I analyze her reaction. How shocked she was, how out of it she was. What does this mean? She needs to think? She can't do this right now?
But why did she get so pissed about the Becky thing? It was just some harmless flirting, nothing more. Usually, Jude is the only one I flirt with, but Becky approached me, flirting. What was I supposed to do?
I finally got home and did something so... un-manly, that I am ashamed. I sat down, watching a ridiculous sitcom. No, that isn't the bad part. The bad part is that I took Jude's advice.
"What'd you do this weekend, Harrison?" I asked.
She shrugged, "Ate a tub of cookie dough ice cream."
"Why?"
"I had a very bad day on Friday," was all that she said.
So here I am, watching a show that isn't even funny, and eating a tub of Ben & Jerry ice cream with a spoon. I heard a knock at the door and groaned, getting up. I opened the door to find a petite blonde looking up at me.
"Jude," I said.