Later that night, Jess made her way to Jules's house, feeling happier than she'd ever felt in her whole life. I can't believe I was so worried about telling her, she thought, grinning to herself. And I can't believe that Jules actually felt the same way!
She was so lost in her own happiness that she only realised at the very last second that her face was about to make contact with a lamp post. Chuckling to herself, she carried on walking the short distance left to Jules's house, this time making sure to pay attention. Once she was outside her friend's house, she stopped, suddenly feeling rather nervous. Don't be so silly Jess! she told herself, forcing herself to walk to the front door and knock.
The door opened, a smiling Jules greeted Jess warmly. "Hey mate! Thought you were never going to show!" she beckoned her inside and closed the door.
"Hey Jules!" grinned Jess. "I didn't think I was late!" She checked her watch anxiously, not wanting to have worried Jules into thinking she wasn't turning up.
Jules smirked. "You're not, but I've been so eager for you to arrive, it felt like I was waiting for years rather than hours! I'm so glad you're here now anyway!" She motioned for Jess to follow her, and she ran upstairs, leaving Jess to walk behind her slowly.
Jess was starting to feel a little nervous again. She knew that she and Jules weren't necessarily going to do anything that night. After all, they had only just gotten together that afternoon. However, Jess couldn't help the anxiety she had started to feel. She had never been in a relationship before, so even the issue of kissing was new to her. What if I'm not good enough for Jules? she thought, miserably.
"C'mon Jess, where've have you got to?" Jules shouted from her room, from where Jess, halfway up the stairs, could hear the sound of a football match on her friend's TV.
Jess breathed a sigh of relief to herself. Of course, we're just going to watch football together, no different from any other time! If anything else happens then..I'll worry about it when it happens, she told herself.
She finally entered Jules's room, grinning at the sight of Manchester United on the TV. I'm so happy about Jules and I, that I forgot all about United playing tonight! she thought, shocked at herself but at the same time, finding it funny.
She sat herself on Jules's bed, turning to her friend. "I was just thinking to myself Jules, I actually forgot about this match tonight, can you believe it?" she laughed, watching Jules's mouth fall open in mock horror.
"I'm shocked at you Jesminder," said Jules, sounding so stern that Jess started laughing. "How could you forget the greatness that is Manchester United?"
"Because today, I started going out with the greatest that is you Jules," answered Jess, all seriousness now. "Think you can forgive me now?" She grinned at her friend.
"Jess! You're so sweet!" Jules said, turning in the other direction to hide her blushes, and unable to stop herself from smiling. "It's things like this that make me realise how much I love you..." she trailed off, immediately realising what she had just said. She turned back to Jess, looking worried, feeling scared that she'd blown it already.
"Jules..." Jess gaped at her friend, unable to believe what she'd heard. "Jules...you really feel that strongly about me?"
"Uh, yeah, yes I do," mumbled Jules, feeling hugely embarrassed now and wishing she could just disappear. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said it so soon, I know you probably don't feel that way just yet, but -" she was cut off by Jess, putting her hand to Jules's mouth, shutting her up.
"Shut it and don't be so bloody daft Jules," Jess told her friend, smirking. "You really think I don't love you back? Well, you'd be wrong there. I love you Jules. I love you!"
Jules grinned. Well, she tried to, as Jess's hand was still covering her mouth. "Jess!" she tried to say, her voice sounding muffled. "Let me speak properly!"
Jess laughed, removing her hand. "Sorry mate, couldn't help myself. I mean, it was such a relief for you to be silent for a change, as you never shut your mouth otherwise..ouch!" Jess had just received a well aimed punch on the shoulder from her friend. "Cheers Jules, I was only messing!" she pretended to pout, rubbing her aching shoulder.
"Oh shut up whinging and watch the match, we've missed loads of it already," said Jules, laughing at her friend. "See, United are winning and we didn't even witness the goals!" Now it was Jules's turn to pout.
"Now who's whinging?" laughed Jess, shaking her head. Things are going just great, she thought to herself happily. Just perfectly.