What's up? I'm doing fine. Ya know, the usual. Things like school, boys, homework, girl stuff. But enough blabbering, here's the next chapter!
Disclaimer: I don't own JN.
If Only
Chapter 7
"Oh, nothing, really," he responded, fighting the erg to tell his secret to her now. The secret that lies in his lap. The secret that was written as clear as day on thin white paper. The secret of his love for the one beside him. And without another word he focused his eyes back on the road.
"Okay, I just thought it might be important by the way you snapped the bag up like that, maybe... like you are hiding something," she questioned with a hint of suspicion in her tone. 'Hmm... something important must be in that bag, and I'm need to figure out what,' she told herself while peeking over at that big secret concealed in a small bag. He did not respond, but simply tried his hardest to ignore her as she stared at the object in his lap. After a few moments of her eyes locked on his lap, her eyes began to drift upward. She scanned his lean waist and toned stomach and worked her way even higher when she analyzed his muscular chest beneath his black shirt and intense arms. While she examined him, she wondered what it would be like to run her hands over his appealing body. The thought aroused her and she silently snapped out of it, drawing her attention to his opened beach bag in the seat directly behind him. 'Uh oh, what if he finds out I was reading his personal journal? He will never speak to me again. What am I going to do?' and at this thought she mentally cursed herself, 'I wonder who that girl is he was talking about? Great... just great... now I have to find out what's in that bag and that journal! This boy is so confusing!' she began to grow angry at her own thoughts and the questions she needed answered, 'Why do I even care? He's probably talking about his dream girl,' and even at the thought of her name she clenched her fists in anger, 'Betty Quinlin!' and without even realizing it a tiny growl lingered in her throat, 'I hate that no good, flirty, boy stealing, son of a b-' but before she could think another word, Jimmy's voice floated to her ears.
"You okay?" he questioned with concern apparent in his voice. She calmed down at the sound of his kind voice. Because she had been lost in her own world, she hadn't noticed that they were parked in her driveway. The bag still in his lap, he had let go of the steering wheel and turned himself in the seat to face her. She looked up into his blue eyes and smiled.
"I'm fine, but... thanks" she replied with a bit of hesitation. He gave her a confused expression before answering.
"You're welcome." he responded and turned to open his door, but before she could lean over and open her door, he spun back around and placed his attention back on her. "Wait, thanks? For what?" he asked. She was a little taken back by his outburst and wasn't sure if she should tell him the real reason.
'For being there for me, whenever and wherever I need you' she thought, but her mouth had other plans. "You know, for everything, I guess," she stuttered before continuing. She looked into his eyes and felt her insides melt. "Jim, you may not think so by the way we fight and argue, and our past...and us being enemies and all... but you're one of my best friends... I don't know what I'd do without you," she explained and after the words came out, she was a little surprised she had said what she did. Although, she did feel a little bit better that some of what she was feeling came out, but inside she knew it was not enough. His eyes widened mildly at her answer, yet in a short amount of time, his surprised expression was lost and it molded into a dreamy faraway look as he gazed into her green pools for eyes. And for some reason he couldn't muster up the energy to speak. She gave him another exquisite smile.
"Thanks for the ride," she said, breaking the silence. "See you later, I can't wait," and as she said goodbye she carefully leaned across the seat and planted an endearing kiss on his mildly pink boyish cheek. He turned a deeper red as she giggle and climbed out of the car and grabbed her things form the back seat. He watched her walk in front of the car and across the yard to her house carrying her small beach bag, her white towel neatly laced around her waist, her fluffy hair bouncing over her shoulders, and he couldn't help but stare. She placed her things on the steps and dug a key from her purse. She looked over at Jimmy, and caught him fixated on her. She smiled gleefully and waved at him as he rolled down his window and waved back. She was not far away and they could hear each other perfectly when they spoke in a normal tone.
"I'll be back later..." he said to her and he gazed at her a moment before speaking aloud to himself, "So cute," She smiled and blushed as he started up the car. She thought he may not be able to hear her if she spoke again but with slight hesitation she picked up her bag and said one last thing before opening the door and walking in.
Whoa, what's she gonna say? Who knows... oh wait, I do! Next chapter soon!
