Hamilton lay back on Jake's bed, inspecting a CD cover with a confused look
on his face.
"I still can't understand how you can like this stuff," he said, voicing his confusion. "It's so girly."
Jake peered at her stereo, before pressing play, as some distinctly 'girly' music flowed quietly from the speakers. She turned back round to Hamilton, and one corner of her mouth turned up in a smile as she looked at him.
"You know, Ham, there's a pretty good reason for me liking 'girly' music. I hate to break it to you, but I am a girl. I know it's a pretty huge shock and all, but there you have it." Jake's words certainly had a sarcastic ring to them.
Hamilton held out his hand to her and cast aside the CD case, pulling her down next to him on the bed, smiling at her sarcasm.
"Believe me," he said quietly and seriously, "I'm really pleased about that." They lay together on the bed for a while, happy with their own thoughts. He ran one hand through her hair, as she idly played with the fingers of his other hand.
"So," Hamilton began, shifting slightly on the bed, "Ryder's been telling me that my boyfriend has been getting off with some 'hot Cali chick'."
"Jealous?" Jake questioned, smirking slightly as she turned her head to look at him.
Hamilton tilted his head down towards her and smirked himself. "More like, turned on."
Jake sat up on the bed, and looked down at Hamilton. "What is it with guys and lesbians? I just don't get how it can be a turn on."
"You see Jake, that's because you're not guy." Hamilton stated, smiling again, most certainly pleased. "Thank God!" he added as an after thought. "You just don't have the same hormones." He looked up at her, willing her to lie beside him again.
"Hmm", Jake mused, still sitting up.
"My hormones, by the way, need refuelling every now and again." Hamilton teased. "So if you could tell me about you and Lena. You know, the pillow fights in your underwear." Hamilton trailed off, watching his fingers trail up and down Jake's thigh playfully.
"Ham, Lena thinks I'm a guy."
"Oh yeah," Hamilton responded. "Shame, I was hoping for some." Hamilton stopped talking when he looked up and saw the look on Jake's face. Her head was drooped, and she wasn't smiling as he'd expected her to be. He sat up, resting his weight on one elbow and leaned closer toward her. "What's wrong?"
Jake inhaled slowly. "She tried to kiss me."
"Whoah!" Hamilton became suddenly more alert. "That's better than the pillow fight! Oh to be a fly on the wall....sorry." Hamilton realised his girlfriend wasn't as happy about the kissing as he was, and calmed down a little. "What did you do?"
"Told her I was in love with someone else," Jake said quietly, still looking down, pouting.
Hamilton looked at her intently; his heart skipped a beat. Had he heard right? Jake wasn't giving anything away. She was avoiding his eyes. There was silence for a couple of minutes.
"Ham, doing this," she gestured into the air, "I'm just messing with everyone. Her, for one. You, more importantly." She looked up at him. Her eyes looked helpless. He looked confused.
"Hamilton, everyone thinks your gay. I can't believe I'm doing this to you!" She really did look distressed. Hamilton couldn't understand why she was worried about this. Wasn't it his problem? Not hers? Hamilton paused to think before beginning slowly.
"Jake, when you said to Lena that you were in love with someone. That was me, right?"
Jake looked up at him as if to say 'well duh, who else would it be', until she realised he was asking her seriously. "Yeah," she said quietly, smiling slightly as she realised what she'd just said. She looked up into his eyes, and she saw them sparkle with realisation.
"Well, Jake, I love you too." Hamilton had known for a long time that he loved Jake, but had only really admitted it to himself at this moment. And then, everything he felt flooded out of him. "With every bit of me. Being considered gay doesn't matter to me. None of those jerks have got what I've got; the most amazing, beautiful girlfriend in the world."
Jake blushed at what he'd said, and looked down momentarily, before turning more to face him, and running her hands through his hair, and down his chest. She looked into his eyes.
"I love you Hamilton."
Hamilton smiled. "I love you too."
Jake pulled her knees beneath her and lent forward, her lips colliding with his as she tangled her hands in his hair.
Author's Note: It may not seem like it, but there is more to come!
"I still can't understand how you can like this stuff," he said, voicing his confusion. "It's so girly."
Jake peered at her stereo, before pressing play, as some distinctly 'girly' music flowed quietly from the speakers. She turned back round to Hamilton, and one corner of her mouth turned up in a smile as she looked at him.
"You know, Ham, there's a pretty good reason for me liking 'girly' music. I hate to break it to you, but I am a girl. I know it's a pretty huge shock and all, but there you have it." Jake's words certainly had a sarcastic ring to them.
Hamilton held out his hand to her and cast aside the CD case, pulling her down next to him on the bed, smiling at her sarcasm.
"Believe me," he said quietly and seriously, "I'm really pleased about that." They lay together on the bed for a while, happy with their own thoughts. He ran one hand through her hair, as she idly played with the fingers of his other hand.
"So," Hamilton began, shifting slightly on the bed, "Ryder's been telling me that my boyfriend has been getting off with some 'hot Cali chick'."
"Jealous?" Jake questioned, smirking slightly as she turned her head to look at him.
Hamilton tilted his head down towards her and smirked himself. "More like, turned on."
Jake sat up on the bed, and looked down at Hamilton. "What is it with guys and lesbians? I just don't get how it can be a turn on."
"You see Jake, that's because you're not guy." Hamilton stated, smiling again, most certainly pleased. "Thank God!" he added as an after thought. "You just don't have the same hormones." He looked up at her, willing her to lie beside him again.
"Hmm", Jake mused, still sitting up.
"My hormones, by the way, need refuelling every now and again." Hamilton teased. "So if you could tell me about you and Lena. You know, the pillow fights in your underwear." Hamilton trailed off, watching his fingers trail up and down Jake's thigh playfully.
"Ham, Lena thinks I'm a guy."
"Oh yeah," Hamilton responded. "Shame, I was hoping for some." Hamilton stopped talking when he looked up and saw the look on Jake's face. Her head was drooped, and she wasn't smiling as he'd expected her to be. He sat up, resting his weight on one elbow and leaned closer toward her. "What's wrong?"
Jake inhaled slowly. "She tried to kiss me."
"Whoah!" Hamilton became suddenly more alert. "That's better than the pillow fight! Oh to be a fly on the wall....sorry." Hamilton realised his girlfriend wasn't as happy about the kissing as he was, and calmed down a little. "What did you do?"
"Told her I was in love with someone else," Jake said quietly, still looking down, pouting.
Hamilton looked at her intently; his heart skipped a beat. Had he heard right? Jake wasn't giving anything away. She was avoiding his eyes. There was silence for a couple of minutes.
"Ham, doing this," she gestured into the air, "I'm just messing with everyone. Her, for one. You, more importantly." She looked up at him. Her eyes looked helpless. He looked confused.
"Hamilton, everyone thinks your gay. I can't believe I'm doing this to you!" She really did look distressed. Hamilton couldn't understand why she was worried about this. Wasn't it his problem? Not hers? Hamilton paused to think before beginning slowly.
"Jake, when you said to Lena that you were in love with someone. That was me, right?"
Jake looked up at him as if to say 'well duh, who else would it be', until she realised he was asking her seriously. "Yeah," she said quietly, smiling slightly as she realised what she'd just said. She looked up into his eyes, and she saw them sparkle with realisation.
"Well, Jake, I love you too." Hamilton had known for a long time that he loved Jake, but had only really admitted it to himself at this moment. And then, everything he felt flooded out of him. "With every bit of me. Being considered gay doesn't matter to me. None of those jerks have got what I've got; the most amazing, beautiful girlfriend in the world."
Jake blushed at what he'd said, and looked down momentarily, before turning more to face him, and running her hands through his hair, and down his chest. She looked into his eyes.
"I love you Hamilton."
Hamilton smiled. "I love you too."
Jake pulled her knees beneath her and lent forward, her lips colliding with his as she tangled her hands in his hair.
Author's Note: It may not seem like it, but there is more to come!