Paul clumsily led the two up the stairs to the room, only occasionally
falling. He threw open the door, revealing a small room with two beds, covered in dubiously coloured but clean sheets and blankets. Ariadne said
thank you and went in, Jack right behind her.
They each sat down on a bed, leaned back...and found that they had sat on
opposite ends of the same bed. They both callapsed in fits of laughter,
Jack finally stumbling over to the other bed. Ariadne soon heard snores from Jacks direction, but no matter how hard she tried she couldn't find a
comfortable position.
She tossed and turned for about an hour, and was just drifting off when she felt a rather warm weight plop itself down on her bed. She had been so busy trying to sleep that she hadn't noticed when Jack's snoring abated, but she
noticed now. There was no sound but the rustling of sheets as she turne over to look at Jack. He was staring at her with the weirdest look on his
face. He began to lean towards her.
*Oh shit!!* She tried not to panic. The distance between their lips
lessened and lessened until there was none at all. He tasted good, some
part of her mind noted, while another part noticed the taste of alcohol still on his lips. He tried to deepen the kiss, and she pushed him away.
"No. You're drunk, Jack, go back to bed." she rolled over again, and was relieved when he got up and went back to his own bed. Soon she drifted off
to sleep...
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Okay, I know it's really short, but I'm tired. I'll write more soon, promise. Oh, and a comment for all, but Lovely Lily in particular (I don't know how i'd put this in the story, so): Ariadne is 18, but still living with her parents because she hasn't graduated high school quite yet, and she's very very broke. So the age dif. isn't as bad as it seems at first.
And to any readers disappointed because they didn't *ahem*, it's not my
fault!! I'm just the typist, the characters are the ones running the
story...
Anyway, nuff rambling...go review and give me ideas on what should happen
next...oh, and i changed my position on flames...if you don't like the bloody story, don't read it...and don't bloody well flame it either, savvy?
I need sleep. Later.
Disclaimer:
He doesn't belong to me
::sniffle sniffle sigh::
He doesn't belong to you
::fangirls scream at me in hatred::
He belongs to Disney Co.
(waaahhh)
So be nice and please don't sue...
(all you'd get is a couple of bottle caps and a dust bunny...)
falling. He threw open the door, revealing a small room with two beds, covered in dubiously coloured but clean sheets and blankets. Ariadne said
thank you and went in, Jack right behind her.
They each sat down on a bed, leaned back...and found that they had sat on
opposite ends of the same bed. They both callapsed in fits of laughter,
Jack finally stumbling over to the other bed. Ariadne soon heard snores from Jacks direction, but no matter how hard she tried she couldn't find a
comfortable position.
She tossed and turned for about an hour, and was just drifting off when she felt a rather warm weight plop itself down on her bed. She had been so busy trying to sleep that she hadn't noticed when Jack's snoring abated, but she
noticed now. There was no sound but the rustling of sheets as she turne over to look at Jack. He was staring at her with the weirdest look on his
face. He began to lean towards her.
*Oh shit!!* She tried not to panic. The distance between their lips
lessened and lessened until there was none at all. He tasted good, some
part of her mind noted, while another part noticed the taste of alcohol still on his lips. He tried to deepen the kiss, and she pushed him away.
"No. You're drunk, Jack, go back to bed." she rolled over again, and was relieved when he got up and went back to his own bed. Soon she drifted off
to sleep...
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Okay, I know it's really short, but I'm tired. I'll write more soon, promise. Oh, and a comment for all, but Lovely Lily in particular (I don't know how i'd put this in the story, so): Ariadne is 18, but still living with her parents because she hasn't graduated high school quite yet, and she's very very broke. So the age dif. isn't as bad as it seems at first.
And to any readers disappointed because they didn't *ahem*, it's not my
fault!! I'm just the typist, the characters are the ones running the
story...
Anyway, nuff rambling...go review and give me ideas on what should happen
next...oh, and i changed my position on flames...if you don't like the bloody story, don't read it...and don't bloody well flame it either, savvy?
I need sleep. Later.
Disclaimer:
He doesn't belong to me
::sniffle sniffle sigh::
He doesn't belong to you
::fangirls scream at me in hatred::
He belongs to Disney Co.
(waaahhh)
So be nice and please don't sue...
(all you'd get is a couple of bottle caps and a dust bunny...)
