hello again. I hope you guys had a very happy holidays. and a happy Christmas too!
X8DramaQueen8X-omg. your so right woops. I meant to make it St. Mango's. (I'm not very creative. but I will try to make it more creative now.) I should go over that huh? maybe I should also start re-reading my stories. it's a horrible habit of mine. for not doing it. and yea, I could totally let you do that. I just need info on wat u want to look like in the story. it doesn't have to be your exact self, but whatever. so yea. and if you can, could you find that site again and give it to me. it would make so so extremely happy. not that I don't believe you, but I need proof, since it was just yesterday (December 24 2004) that they had went to Germany together for the Fan Club signing, and I KNOW she wouldn't DARE dump him on Christmas Eve, unless she would like to take a womping from all us fan girls! lol. well, shag Malfoy and thanx for reviewing!
…Last Time…
"Hmm, I see. Well, looks like we hit it off too. We've been talking for, wow." That long? really?
"What? How long." She asks tugging at my arm. Wow, that's the first time you've touched me. Beautiful. "Come on Draco, tell me!"
"Okay, okay. No need to get physical." I say sarcastically. Oh man, she let go of me. "Well, we've, or mostly you've been talking for an hour and 15 minutes."
"Wow, that means its already 10:45. It's almost 11. you better get to bed soon. You, me and Greg are going to go shopping for your clothes tomorrow." Really cool!
"That's awesome! Well, thanks again, Jay. G'night." She kisses me on the cheek and walks to the door and turns around. "Good night, Draco." Then she walks out.
I touch my cheek. Wow, it feels tingly there. I get tucked in under the silk blankets.
I'm gonna have good dreams tonight!
Losing my Faith
Chapter 4: It's not what it looks like
"Draco. Draco, get up. Come on Draco." Oh, man, I don't wanna get up. I'm still too sleepy.
"No. Don't make me." I pull the blanket over my head and then put my head under the pillow.
"Come on, Draco. Come on." She starts to pull on the covers. No, don't take it, I'm too cold now. "Oh, please Draco. Stop being such a whiner." Whoa, de javu. Why does that sound so familiar? Now shes pulling the pillow off my head. I just turn on my stomach. "Draco!" She's giggling now. She's on the bed and is trying to flip me over.
I instantly turn over and look at her. "Good morning Jay." I say. Then I capture her lips, I stand on the bed on my knees along with Jay. We stay like that, without the tongue, and then I sit down and wrap her legs around my waist. I wrap my arms around the small of her back, and she puts her arms on my shoulders. I open my mouth and try to open hers, she doesn't resist one bit. I must really be that good looking, cause shes kissing me not Greg. We battle for dominance with our tongues while I sneak my hands up her shirt. I trace little circles on her back, but she doesn't stop me.
"Oh, Draco." I hear her sigh into the kiss. Jay gets off me, without breaking the kiss, and leans back on the bed. I follow her and end up in top of her.
"Am I squishing you?" I ask stopping for breath.
"No." She strikes at me with her lips. We sit up again, her sitting on me, and I move to her neck, I suck on the base of it. "Oh," she moans. No, Jay. Don't pull away. "Wait," she says, "Draco, we cant do this. Not now. I'm with Greg, and he loves me. I can't do this to him. I'm so sorry for leading you on." Jay gets off of me and straightens out her p.j.'s.
"No, I'm so sorry, it was my fault. I couldn't help myself. Lets not mention this again."
"Okay. And Draco." She says walking towards me.
"Yeah?" I say roughly, while she puts her arms on my shoulders, and I put my arms around her waist.
She leans up to my ear and kisses it lightly. Then she says, "Good Morning to you, too."
"Excuse me? What the fuck is this?" I hear a voice ask. Oh, shit. It's Popcorn. That's my new name for Greg. "Jay, why the hell are you all over him?" Jay pulls away from me and looks at Greg with a "Deer-in-the-headlights" look. "I walk in here and find your head on his neck and him with his eyes closed grinning like a little girl." What?! A little girl? Oh, I'll get your for that one asshole.
"Greg! How could you just assume that?" She says walking over to him, her hands on her hips.
"Jay, what the hell am I suppose to think? What, that your just giving him a hug and comforting him? Please. I know I'm not that stupid." Pcsh. Yes you are. Actually you really aren't that stupid, you a hell of a lot stupider.
"No, I want comforting him." Oh my gosh. Are you really gonna tell him we had a small snog session? "He thanked me for letting him stay here again, and I gave him a hug. Wouldn't you be happy too if you had lost your memory and someone took you in? I know I would." He stepped closer to Jay.
"Are you serious? Or are you just calling me stupid again?" Oh hell no. Popcorn don't you dare lean so close to Jay and talk so cruelly to her. "Tell me what the fuck you were doing, bitch." Don't talk to her like that. I ball up my fist and get ready to pounce him.
"Don't CUSS at me Gregory Jacob Prefer. And DON'T you EVER call me a liar. Do you hear me?" She says to Popcorn, while jabbing a finger at his chest. Whoa, Jay can be scary. Now shes staring him right in the eyes like she was going to hack him into little pieces.
After a few more second of glaring at one another, Popcorn gives up. "Fine. I don't ever want to see you doing anything with Derk over there." Oh, I see. You have a nickname for me too. Ass. Then Popcorn leans in to her ear and whispers, "Please don't break my heart Jay. I love you. I would never let you down, please, save yourself for me." I don't think I was meant to hear that. He then takes her hands in both of his and looks at her straight in the eyes. His have softened up to a mushy look, and so have Jay's. That's horrible. I wonder what shes thinking. He puts her arms around his neck and wraps his around her waist then lays his head in her shoulder. "I love you Jay." Greg says glaring at me. "Watch this." He mouths and leans back and kisses her full on the lips, just like she and I had done a couple minutes ago. "See you later babe. Derk."
"And you, Popcorn." I emphasize "Popcorn". Hope you like my nickname for you. I give him a smirk. Something about smirking makes me feel powerful. Hmm, I must try to research about that. Anyways, I don't think Popcorn likes me very much. Well, the feeling is mutual.
"I'm so sorry about that, Draco. Trust me. Greg will warm up to you. And please don't call him 'Popcorn'. That was his nickname on the basketball team. He would never score, but whenever he would get the ball he would be 'popping' all over the court, if you get what I mean, and would never pass. That wasn't a very good nickname, since he was voted least valuable/likable player on the team. By his mates only, the school didn't know about it. It was at a party, and Greg was in the bathroom, I was still in the room, they were just horrible blokes really." Oh, that's horrible. I think I feel some pity for him. Nope. Just agreement with those guys who think he's horrible. I don't feel pity to the weak, and senseless. The weak aren't meant to strive, only to be the puppets of the powerful. Whoa, I don't know where that came from. (A/N: seems his cockiness is coming back, eh?)
"Alright. I wont call Greg 'Popcorn anymore." In his face, at least.
"Thanks, now get ready. Remember, we're going shopping." I nod my head.
"Wait, I don't have any clothes. Except for that tux, of course. But that wouldn't be very good to wear to a mall."
"Oh, yeah. I'll go get some clothes from Greg's closet. I'll be back in a minute."
Now what is there to do? Nothing. Sure boringness. I make the bed and then lay on it. Ahh, so relaxing. Then I concentrate hard on what's been flashing through my head.
Hermione.
Love.
Birthday.
I concentrate hard on those three things, especially Hermione, and a voice goes through my head.
Draco, I don't know if you can hear me or not. But I still love you. If you can hear me, please, please answer back. I know there is a big chance that you're dead, but please, don't be.
What the hell?
Draco? Is that you?
Who is that? Why are you in my head?
Draco, it's me, Hermione. Why, don't you remember the sound of my voice? It's so good to hear from you! I thought you were gone. We all did!
I'm sorry I don't know who you are, but whoever you are, you must be from my past. Just to let you know, however you hacked into my mind, that I have amnesia. If you're from my past I don't know you. Sorry, I have to go, Hermione. Jay, the woman of my life, is going to be back in my room anytime soon.
But Draco! You're-"Draco, I have the clothes." Ah, Jay. Its good to hear your voice. "Come on, don't make me pull you up and replay that whole scene again."
"Fine, fine." I sit up on the bed and she gives me the clothes.
"I hope they fit, I'll be waiting outside." She walks out, almost seductively. Does she like me? I hope she does. I really like her a lot. I've never had this feeling before. Its at the pit of my stomach, and when Jay comes anywhere near me, or of I think about her, like right no, that feeling makes me feel like I could never be sad. Ever again.
The clothes Jay gave me were just a pair of blue jeans, and a white shirt. Uh-oh. This shirt looks a little too small. I put on the jeans and they fit perfectly, a little tight around the butt, but loose enough to let my boxers show just a tiny bit. Well, I hope if fits. I slowly slip the shirt over my head. Okay. This is, not uncomfortable, but it's not the most comfortable. Man, Greg must not be very buff like me. I wonder what I did to get this body. I look at the mirror. The clothes I'm wearing are very tight. Especially the shirt. It masterfully glides over each aspect of my upper body. You could even vaguely see through it. Well, time to go show it off to Jay! I wonder if she picked these clothes out on purpose…
"So, how do I look?" I ask walking out of the guest room and into the living room where it appears, Jay and Greg were snuggling. "Oh sorry. Was I interrupting something?" I say almost sarcastically.
"No. Do my clothes fit you?" Yes they do Greg. I see Jay had a little talk with you, I can barely hear the fake niceness in you voice.
"Yeah. Thanks for that. They fit really well. See?" I walk up to them and then sit down. "So where are we going to go to shop?" I ask with politeness. Hey, if jay wants me to be nice, then by golly if it makes her like me even more, I will be nice. Somehow it goes against my conducts, I don't know how, but I can just feel it in my gut that I'm not supposed to be nice.
"Well, my favorite place to go is Hot Topic and Quicksilver." Really, never heard of them.
"Alright. Are you sure they have good clothes?" I don't want you dressing me up like some ass on the street.
"You tell me." What? I don't even know what those stores carry. "Do you like those pants?" I don't know…Hell ya! I could tell Jay was checkin me out when I walked over here. Why do you ask? "Well, I got those at Hot Topic." Well, in that case, I would like to go there. It would be quite nice if I had more of these clothes. It would be guaranteed that Jay would be looking straight at my ass.
"Okay. When do we go?" Can we go now? Please, please, please, please!
Malfoys don't beg.
Hmm, that sounded like my voice. But, who are the Malfoys?
"We can go now!" Jay jubilantly proposes. "I hop you don't mind, but I decided to invite a friend. We are going to meet her somewhere in the mall, and I can go shopping with herm while you guys are at your stores."
A friend, you say? Well, if she looks anything like you, that sounds good to me! "Okay. So, let's go?" I ask and they just stand up. We walk out to their car, which is a black. (it's a BMW 4.4i SAV but he wouldn't know that, Link at bottom) Hmm, pretty nice interior. Leather, always a fine choice.
We all make small talk as Greg and I sit in the back. Okay, Jay was right, Greg isn't such a bad guy. Well, not when he's under the impression that Jay was cheating on him with me. Which technically she was, but I wouldn't put it past her.
No one can stand the old Slytherin charm.
That's it, I'm definitely crazy. All these things are popping into my head and I don't know what they mean. Well, I shouldn't think so much about it.
"We're here!" Jay excitedly announces.
"Jay! Greg! Over here!" I hear a voice yell when we get into the huge mall.
alright, well, Meg, this is going to be you. I just need to know what you want to look like. hope you had fun reading this!
Here is the link for what the car looks