Chapter Seven- Change of Heart
"So, how long are we going to be here?" I ask Jason. We're all standing against a far wall in the club, all except for Jeff, who has gone to get Drew something to drink. "I'm not sure, probably whenever the place closes!" he says, looking at the guys, who all shake their heads and smile in agreement. "Well, I'll be back in a second then, you guys," I say, turning around and smashing right into someone. "Oh man, I am so sorry, here, let me... you!" I say, seeing that the 'person' I ran into was none other than Jeff Hardy. "What the hell are you on?! Can't you watch where the fuck you're going?!" he says. "I think it would make it a lot easier to see you if you dyed your hair that ugly fuckin' neon yellow again, Rainbow!" He grits his teeth, "Why don't you just shut the fuck up about my hair, okay?! Lay off it, it's getting old, Charity! It's not even dyed tonight!" he exclaims, taking off the purple bandana that had been holding his hair in place to reveal his actual golden blonde hair color, which I had never seen before. I just smirk, "Well, just because it's not some freak color tonight doesn't mean-" but I'm interrupted by him grabbing the sides of my face and kissing me, much to the shock of every guy in our group, as well as myself. At first, I fight him to get away, but as the kiss gets to be slower and more caring than it had been in the beginning, I feel my arms find their way around his waist, and it felt perfect. When our kiss does break, he smiles, and blushes a little. "That's one way to get you to shut up," he says.
"So, how long are we going to be here?" I ask Jason. We're all standing against a far wall in the club, all except for Jeff, who has gone to get Drew something to drink. "I'm not sure, probably whenever the place closes!" he says, looking at the guys, who all shake their heads and smile in agreement. "Well, I'll be back in a second then, you guys," I say, turning around and smashing right into someone. "Oh man, I am so sorry, here, let me... you!" I say, seeing that the 'person' I ran into was none other than Jeff Hardy. "What the hell are you on?! Can't you watch where the fuck you're going?!" he says. "I think it would make it a lot easier to see you if you dyed your hair that ugly fuckin' neon yellow again, Rainbow!" He grits his teeth, "Why don't you just shut the fuck up about my hair, okay?! Lay off it, it's getting old, Charity! It's not even dyed tonight!" he exclaims, taking off the purple bandana that had been holding his hair in place to reveal his actual golden blonde hair color, which I had never seen before. I just smirk, "Well, just because it's not some freak color tonight doesn't mean-" but I'm interrupted by him grabbing the sides of my face and kissing me, much to the shock of every guy in our group, as well as myself. At first, I fight him to get away, but as the kiss gets to be slower and more caring than it had been in the beginning, I feel my arms find their way around his waist, and it felt perfect. When our kiss does break, he smiles, and blushes a little. "That's one way to get you to shut up," he says.