Hi, this is chapter 7! I hope you like this one *wink* C'mmon peoples read
& review...
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You slowly lift your eyes as you feel the sun shining through the curtains of your living room. The first thing you see is the green leathery side of your couch and a bit of your yellow pillow. 'Hey, I don't remember a pillow here.' You think but stop, because the first thing you feel is a headache. You were meant to get off the couch, but instead you rolled off it, making a hell of a racket. "OW! Bloody hell..." And the first sentence you say doesn't even sound like words, and it hurts your throat to talk.
"That was very smart..." He chuckles then helps you up. "What are we gonna have fer breakfast?" He asks you once you're back on the couch.
You really don't want to make breakfast, but you're hungry. "Jack, I've got a headache and..." You cough. "And I don't want ta make breakfast-" But then something dawns on you, there is a thing called a phone and a handy service called McDonalds. "Ah ha!" You exclaim then run over to get the phone and dial McDonalds.
All the time you were ordering breakfast, Jack looks at you in a confused way. After you've hung up he immidietly asks. "Who was that inside that thing?"
"You mean the phone?" You quiz. "There's no-one inside there! It's just well... I dial these numbers and I get connected with them and..." You sigh. This was harder than you think. So you decide to show him how it works. You write your cellphone number on a piece of paper and hand it Jack. "Okay, press these number buttons on the phone, just lightly, and you talk in this end and listen from the other end!" You show him an example of where athe revciever should go. "Well then, Captain, I'll talk to you soon!" And with that you go to your room and get out your cellphone.
Jack is taken back a little but manages to dial you're cellphone number, then he hesitates. But he puts the reciever on where it should be. He hears the ringing tone.
You are waiting in your room, ready for Jack's call. Then there it is! Your ringtone goes off loud and clear. "Hello?" You say. "Jack you did it!"
"Hullo? (your name)? Are ye stuck in this machine too? I'll get ye out!" He shouts in the reciever (it would've blown your eardrums!).
You were about to congratualte him but... no. You roll your eyes instead. "Jack, I'm over here!" You give him a little wave after you've come out from the door. So you spend the next few minutes teaching Jack about phones, and a little about cellphones. When you were up to the point of texting and pxt messages, breakfast came!
"These are delicious, what do ye call 'em again?" Jack asks the third time now. He also liked the pancakes and the milo.
"They're called Hash-Browns! If you like these, wait till you try the Big Mac..." You say taking a bite of the pancakes.
Jack sipped some milo. "But rum's still me favourite! Nothing can beat rum!" He announced. "Come to think of it, I haven't had rum fer quite a while..." So off he went into the fridge (yes! He knows how to open it, finally...) and got out 2 bottles of his fave drink. "'ere ye go, luv." He hands one to you but you shake your head.
"Uh uh... I'm not the kind of person that drinks alchahol in the morning... Well, sometimes I do but, I've got a headache, and a burning throat!" You say.
"Well then, more rum fer me!" He says happily and drinks down the liquid.
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In the evening, you teach Jack a little bit more about the cellphones. (Because you both had nothing to do). After an hour or so, you have a stretch. "Maybe, we should watch t.v for tonight. You've done quite a lot of learning today, Mr Sparrow!" You giggle as you hop on the couch. Jack makes himself comfy beside you after he got another 2 bottles of rum. He hands one to you.
And this time you don't refuse. You feel a lot better now that you took a nap before. "Let's see what's on tonight... I guess it would'nt hurt to watch Peter Pan, since nothing's on." You say, to yourself. So you two watch the animated PG film, Peter Pan.
"Ph... That Captain Hook shouldn't even be called Captain! He's the worst pirate ever. How could he be scared of a crocodile?" Jack complains after the movie is finished.
You roll your eyes for the twentieth time thru the movie. "Jack, the croc took Hook's hand!" You giggle, you don't really notice the rum's effect is beginning to show on you. You get up but stumble down back onto your seat.
"Careful, now (Your name). The rum's gotten hold of yer..." He grins as he says this.
You try to stand back up. "No, I'm good..." You slurr, not as much as Jack. But as you fall backwards on to the sofa, on to Jack. "Oops!" You giggle.
Jack laughs and gives you a half hug. "Luv, you're drunk... Go ter sleep."
"I am so, not drunk! What makes you think that I'm... I'm drunk?" You ask raising an eyebrow, or you think you managed an eyebrow.
"Coz, yer slurring yer words and ye can't even keep yerself together..." He mentions.
You give him a smirk. "Prove it..."
So Jack gets up and starts mimicking you. "I'm not drunk! I just had too many rum that's all." He starts to giggle, like you. Then he starts waving his arms around. "O, I don't think I can keep my balance... Because I had too much rum!" He copies.
You start giggling like mad. The giggles turn into laughters and your laughter is joined with Jack's. "Omigod, Jack... You're a real crack up..." You gasp in between your laughing fits. You reach out for another bottle from the table infront of you.
But you're stopped when Jack's hand is in the way. "Uh, uh... ye've already had yer drink." He demands. "No more now..." He says, then opens it and takes a swig.
You look at him with sad droopy eyes. "Oh, I was just getting used to the stuff... And why can't I have it when you can have it?" So you snatch the bottle off him and drink down the half of what was left.
Jack just stares at you, waiting for you to fall to sleep. But after that bottle you're wanting more. "No, no, no! That's the last one yer gonna have... You're already drunk!" He says slowly so you can get what he's saying.
"What? Are you saying that I can't handle the stuff?" You ask offendedly. "You can never ever detach me from rum right now... I'm enjoying the moment! Nothing will stop me!" You do a little twirly thing then lose your balance and fall onto the ground, on your bum.
Jack kneels down beside you. "Are ye sure, nothing will stop ye from rum?" He asks with a smirk on his face.
You nod, like one of those nodding-dog things. But you stop, coz you're kissing Jack! Well Jack's kissing you! Both of you carry on like pashing for what seems like forever, tongue meeting tongue. You would've pulled away if you were in your normal state. But, you were drunk so you just enjoyed the moment. You enjoy Jack's rum-ish scent being so close to you.
Jack seems to be enjoying it coz he's carrying on for ages... Till you come up for breathe. You see him looking at you with his hot brown eyes and you smile, and quietly laugh to yourself... until... all you can see is darkness. Yup, you've fallen asleep... Finally.
Jack grins at his smart thinking. One more sip of rum and you would've probably been throwing up all over the place, and black out. As he placed you into your bed, he couldn't get the kiss scene out of his head. And as he tossed and turned on the couch, Jack couldn't help but want more of your lips.
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OOOO... U kissed Jack. Yay~ I hope u all liked this one! It was hard to think up how to end this chapter... But there you go. I know this is shorter than the previous chappy but plz review! Thanx~
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You slowly lift your eyes as you feel the sun shining through the curtains of your living room. The first thing you see is the green leathery side of your couch and a bit of your yellow pillow. 'Hey, I don't remember a pillow here.' You think but stop, because the first thing you feel is a headache. You were meant to get off the couch, but instead you rolled off it, making a hell of a racket. "OW! Bloody hell..." And the first sentence you say doesn't even sound like words, and it hurts your throat to talk.
"That was very smart..." He chuckles then helps you up. "What are we gonna have fer breakfast?" He asks you once you're back on the couch.
You really don't want to make breakfast, but you're hungry. "Jack, I've got a headache and..." You cough. "And I don't want ta make breakfast-" But then something dawns on you, there is a thing called a phone and a handy service called McDonalds. "Ah ha!" You exclaim then run over to get the phone and dial McDonalds.
All the time you were ordering breakfast, Jack looks at you in a confused way. After you've hung up he immidietly asks. "Who was that inside that thing?"
"You mean the phone?" You quiz. "There's no-one inside there! It's just well... I dial these numbers and I get connected with them and..." You sigh. This was harder than you think. So you decide to show him how it works. You write your cellphone number on a piece of paper and hand it Jack. "Okay, press these number buttons on the phone, just lightly, and you talk in this end and listen from the other end!" You show him an example of where athe revciever should go. "Well then, Captain, I'll talk to you soon!" And with that you go to your room and get out your cellphone.
Jack is taken back a little but manages to dial you're cellphone number, then he hesitates. But he puts the reciever on where it should be. He hears the ringing tone.
You are waiting in your room, ready for Jack's call. Then there it is! Your ringtone goes off loud and clear. "Hello?" You say. "Jack you did it!"
"Hullo? (your name)? Are ye stuck in this machine too? I'll get ye out!" He shouts in the reciever (it would've blown your eardrums!).
You were about to congratualte him but... no. You roll your eyes instead. "Jack, I'm over here!" You give him a little wave after you've come out from the door. So you spend the next few minutes teaching Jack about phones, and a little about cellphones. When you were up to the point of texting and pxt messages, breakfast came!
"These are delicious, what do ye call 'em again?" Jack asks the third time now. He also liked the pancakes and the milo.
"They're called Hash-Browns! If you like these, wait till you try the Big Mac..." You say taking a bite of the pancakes.
Jack sipped some milo. "But rum's still me favourite! Nothing can beat rum!" He announced. "Come to think of it, I haven't had rum fer quite a while..." So off he went into the fridge (yes! He knows how to open it, finally...) and got out 2 bottles of his fave drink. "'ere ye go, luv." He hands one to you but you shake your head.
"Uh uh... I'm not the kind of person that drinks alchahol in the morning... Well, sometimes I do but, I've got a headache, and a burning throat!" You say.
"Well then, more rum fer me!" He says happily and drinks down the liquid.
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In the evening, you teach Jack a little bit more about the cellphones. (Because you both had nothing to do). After an hour or so, you have a stretch. "Maybe, we should watch t.v for tonight. You've done quite a lot of learning today, Mr Sparrow!" You giggle as you hop on the couch. Jack makes himself comfy beside you after he got another 2 bottles of rum. He hands one to you.
And this time you don't refuse. You feel a lot better now that you took a nap before. "Let's see what's on tonight... I guess it would'nt hurt to watch Peter Pan, since nothing's on." You say, to yourself. So you two watch the animated PG film, Peter Pan.
"Ph... That Captain Hook shouldn't even be called Captain! He's the worst pirate ever. How could he be scared of a crocodile?" Jack complains after the movie is finished.
You roll your eyes for the twentieth time thru the movie. "Jack, the croc took Hook's hand!" You giggle, you don't really notice the rum's effect is beginning to show on you. You get up but stumble down back onto your seat.
"Careful, now (Your name). The rum's gotten hold of yer..." He grins as he says this.
You try to stand back up. "No, I'm good..." You slurr, not as much as Jack. But as you fall backwards on to the sofa, on to Jack. "Oops!" You giggle.
Jack laughs and gives you a half hug. "Luv, you're drunk... Go ter sleep."
"I am so, not drunk! What makes you think that I'm... I'm drunk?" You ask raising an eyebrow, or you think you managed an eyebrow.
"Coz, yer slurring yer words and ye can't even keep yerself together..." He mentions.
You give him a smirk. "Prove it..."
So Jack gets up and starts mimicking you. "I'm not drunk! I just had too many rum that's all." He starts to giggle, like you. Then he starts waving his arms around. "O, I don't think I can keep my balance... Because I had too much rum!" He copies.
You start giggling like mad. The giggles turn into laughters and your laughter is joined with Jack's. "Omigod, Jack... You're a real crack up..." You gasp in between your laughing fits. You reach out for another bottle from the table infront of you.
But you're stopped when Jack's hand is in the way. "Uh, uh... ye've already had yer drink." He demands. "No more now..." He says, then opens it and takes a swig.
You look at him with sad droopy eyes. "Oh, I was just getting used to the stuff... And why can't I have it when you can have it?" So you snatch the bottle off him and drink down the half of what was left.
Jack just stares at you, waiting for you to fall to sleep. But after that bottle you're wanting more. "No, no, no! That's the last one yer gonna have... You're already drunk!" He says slowly so you can get what he's saying.
"What? Are you saying that I can't handle the stuff?" You ask offendedly. "You can never ever detach me from rum right now... I'm enjoying the moment! Nothing will stop me!" You do a little twirly thing then lose your balance and fall onto the ground, on your bum.
Jack kneels down beside you. "Are ye sure, nothing will stop ye from rum?" He asks with a smirk on his face.
You nod, like one of those nodding-dog things. But you stop, coz you're kissing Jack! Well Jack's kissing you! Both of you carry on like pashing for what seems like forever, tongue meeting tongue. You would've pulled away if you were in your normal state. But, you were drunk so you just enjoyed the moment. You enjoy Jack's rum-ish scent being so close to you.
Jack seems to be enjoying it coz he's carrying on for ages... Till you come up for breathe. You see him looking at you with his hot brown eyes and you smile, and quietly laugh to yourself... until... all you can see is darkness. Yup, you've fallen asleep... Finally.
Jack grins at his smart thinking. One more sip of rum and you would've probably been throwing up all over the place, and black out. As he placed you into your bed, he couldn't get the kiss scene out of his head. And as he tossed and turned on the couch, Jack couldn't help but want more of your lips.
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OOOO... U kissed Jack. Yay~ I hope u all liked this one! It was hard to think up how to end this chapter... But there you go. I know this is shorter than the previous chappy but plz review! Thanx~