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Sorry for the delay, but life was kinda hectic over the Easter holiday, I hope you had a good time.
Rory´s POV: directly follows the last chapter.
The annoying sound of my cell phone woke me up the next morning. Groggily I patted over to the nightstand and frowned. Where my nightstand should be, it simply wasn't. Lazily I opened my eyes, only to see Jess's sleeping figure next to me. His hair was a mess, and suddenly I became aware of a weight around my waist. His arms were securely wrapped around it and he subconsciously had tightened his grip on me when I had been moving to grab the cell phone. I smiled, closed my eyes once again and listened to Jess's incoherent rambling.
"Go back to sleep. Sleep good, getting up bad." Sleepily I squeezed his hand that was pressed firmly against my stomach. For a minute I allowed myself to snuggle even deeper into his embrace, feeling his hot skin against my back, when my cell phone started ringing once again. I sighed, unwrapped his arms softly and got up to get my phone.
"Where the hell are you?" Lane's voice greeted me rather harshly, worried even, and it suddenly dawned on me that I hadn't left her a message about my whereabouts.
"Lane, I'm sorry, I totally forgot to tell you." I whispered so I wouldn't wake up Jess who was still lying in his bed.
"Forgot to tell me what? I was worried sick about you, Rory. Where are you? I didn't wanna call your mom, because we both know that she would have freaked out. You could have been kidnapped for all I know." Lane rambled and I couldn't help but smile at her over protectiveness
"I am okay." I replied, knowing that she wouldn't be satisfied with the answer. And I was right.
"Where are you? Sorry if it's redundant, but when I got up this morning and you weren't home, I freaked out. Now tell me, where the hell you are." I took a deep breath and whispered.
"I'm at Jess's place." Silence, then a knowing:
"Oh my!" I chuckled slightly.
"Oh my indeed." I replied almost inaudibly.
"Why are you whispering?"
"I don't wanna wake him up." I smiled at how ridiculous this was. I heard a grunt from the background and a muffled "too late". I turned around and found Jess starring at me through half closed eyes and I couldn't help but think that this might be the sexiest sight ever. I chuckled to myself and made my way over to the bed, cell phone still tightly held in my hand.
"You mean, you actually slept at all last night?" I could hear Lane chuckle on the other line as I crawled back to bed, Jess's arms welcoming me.
"Dirty!" I shot and relaxed at Jess's touch as he started to draw lazy circles on my stomach.
I tried to grab his hands to stop him from going any further what simply would have been quite inappropriate with Lane still on the phone. Silence settled over us as I tried to suppress to urge to fully relax against him.
"Okay, you haven't said anything for the last two minutes, you're either already asleep again or doing something I don't wanna know, so I take this as my sign to hang up. One last thing though. Tell Jess that if he hurts you, he's gonna be dead meat." I chuckled and said good bye. Jess sighed and started to trail kisses down my neck, biting me ever so often along his way to my collar bones. My eyes closed involuntarily and a silent moan escaped my mouth.
"what." A soft bite on my neck.
"did." His tongue brushed my earlobe.
"She want?" his mouth hanging dangerously close to mine. Out eyes locked and it seemed as time had stopped. I took a deep breath.
"She wants me to tell you that if you hurt me, you're gonna be dead meat." Jess blinked once, twice and pulled back slightly.
"Huh!" back to Mister monosyllabic. My hands found his bare chest and I softly started to trace the contours of his muscles. Neither of us broke eye contact when I whispered carefully.
"She is just really over protective; she wants me to be happy." Now Jess was the one to break eye contact and plopped down next to me, facing me, but still avoiding my eyes.
"I can't promise that I won't hurt you. But I'll be damned if I did it on purpose." I nodded my head, leaning forward resting my forehead against his.
"I know, Jess. I don't want you to promise, because then you'd be lying. And we agreed on the whole honesty thing, right?" now it was his turn to nod as he wrapped his arms around me once again, pulling me on top of him. I was lying there on his chest and I never felt happier.
"Are you?" I raised an eyebrow.
"Am I what?" Jess locked his eyes with mine again, biting his bottom lip.
"happy." He replied as if it was the most natural thing in the world. I nodded furiously, mumbling into his chest.
"Yeah." I felt as he tightened his hold on me.
"Good, because I am as well." I smiled although he couldn't see it, but I was somehow sure that he would sense it through my movements as I settled down on his chest once again, resting my chin on his sternum, kissing him softly.
He seemed to be deep in thoughts, because he simply remained silent. I didn't mind the silence, and he didn't either apparently. After what seemed to be an eternity, he spoke up once again.
"You know, it's nice to have someone who cares about you. Lane just really cares about you." He whispered almost inaudibly and my throat tightened at the realization that maybe he didn't have that certain someone, and silently I promised myself that this would be more than just a romantic relationship, I promised myself that we'd be friends. Maybe this was all supposed to be. I frowned at my thoughts, relationship? I didn't even know what we were.
"Jess?" I asked finally, wanting to clear the status of our relationship.
"Hmm?" he replied lazily, still not loosening his tight grasp on me.
"What are we?" I could hear him take a deep breath.
"Human beings?" he answered just as softly, mocking me. I pinched his chest lightly.
"You know what I mean." I replied accusingly. Jess shook his head, chuckling; his laugh making his chest vibrate.
"No, tell me, what you mean." Leave it to Jess to make me confess. Make me question myself, make me open up.
"Is there an us?" I finally gathered my courage and squeezed the words out of my mouth.
"Is this supposed to be a philosophical question, because lemme tell you, I failed that class." I sighed frustrated.
"God, Jess. Why are you making this so hard?" we weren't arguing, he was just teasing me.
"Makes life more interesting." He replied with a fake calmness that made me go nuts. I didn't want to ask him if he was my boyfriend, that sounded so lame in my head.
"Okay, here we go. Let's see. Imagine, we're walking around the campus and we run into a friend of mine, and it's common politeness that I somehow introduce the two of you. What should I be telling him who you are?"
"Him?" I could practically see him raising an eyebrow. I sighed frustrated.
"Him or her, what does it matter?" I shot at him, slowly getting annoyed at his mind games.
He shifted in his position and leaned his head against the wall behind his bed, taking me with him, so that my face was now buried in his chest.
"This is Jess, my boyfriend." I let out a relieved sigh and snuggled deeper into him, hiding my face in his armpit.
"Now was that so hard?" I sarcastically asked him and couldn't help but chuckle slightly.
He shook his head.
"Hey, Rory?" I resurfaced from my hiding spot and looked at him.
"Yeah?" I asked expectantly.
"If you ever wanna know something, anything, don't be afraid to ask, okay?" I stretched my neck to give him a small peck on his Adam's apple.
"okay." Simple statement.
"okay." He replied and pulled the blanket over our heads so that it now resembled a tent. A hiding spot where nothing else mattered but the two of us. He rolled me over, lying on top of me and nibbled at my bottom lip, begging me to let him in. I happily obliged as we started our own battle of passion; one that was slowly getting out of hand. When he finally pulled back, I let out a protesting moan. He traced my face with his fingers, staring with my eyebrows, nose, cheek bones, finally resting on my lips. I parted my lips slightly and started to suck on his finger.
"Hi girlfriend." He whispered softly and locked his eyes with mine.
"Sounds good doesn't it?" I whispered just as softly. A millisecond before his lips descended on mine again, he replied.
"Sure does!" the passion in his voice let me forget everything as I kissed him back eagerly, not wanting to waste a moment. He easily slipped his fingers beneath the waistband of his boxers that I was wearing and started exploring me as if it was for the first time.
When we were finally freed of all clothes and as he was about to enter me, I couldn't help but think that all of this could have happened sooner. This wasn't sex, this was love making, and although I had always thought that this specific term was corny, I smiled to myself and came to the conclusion that maybe I hadn't experienced it before.
We cried out at the same time, reaching our climax together and when he pulled back afterward just to position me against his chest a second later, I had tears in my eyes, and for once they weren't sad tears.
We snuggled into each other, comforting each other with our irregular breathing and when he got up finally to take a shower, I couldn't help but follow him.
I know, total fluff, but it was fun writing this chapter. I hope you liked it. Please review and tell me what you think about it. What's your favourite part? Review and I will love you forever!