Her eyes felt extremely heavy, but she managed to get them open anyway. She was just to curious to see who was holding her hand, and why it fitted so perfectly in his.
Offcourse she hoped it was him, but that was impossible right? He was Jesse freakin' St. James. He didn't care about her, he made that very clear when he smashed that egg on her forehead. Besides, he was in LA. But still, there was this tiny piece of hope in her eyes when she opened them.
"Hey…" he whispered insecure, a small grin on his face.
He really wanted to hold her again. She looked so vulnerable, he wanted to kiss her bruises and hug her and tell her that everything would be okay. Her eyes widened right away when she saw him.
"J-Jesse?" she stuttered surprised. It IS him!
"Do you want me to leave?" he took a step back and wanted to let go of her hand, but she held it firmly.
"No, it's ok" He sat down on the chair next to her bed.
"How do you feel?" he asked.
"Okay. I have no idea why they want to keep me here." She said with an annoyed look on her face.
"So you don't have any pain?" he asked confused. She moaned when she turned to face him.
"I do, but it's not that bad. I just have this gigantic bruise on my hip, so it hurts when I turn around."
"autch… How's Finn?"
"We broke up a few months ago." Suddenly he felt more cheerful, and he was sure she noticed.
"Oh.. i'm sorry... why?"
She smiled. "No, you're not. And I realized that you were right, you know, that day at the coffee place, when he tried talking me in to try out for cheerleader... He WAS trying to change me. Besides, I was kinda lying to him too, I never truly loved him, it always was someone else for me. And that was quite unfair too, i guess." He clenched his jaws.
"Well.. Puckerman is one lucky asshole." he tried to smile, tried.
"Noah?" she laughed. -god, he missed that laugh. "Noah's like the brother I never had. Brotherly love." Huh? he didn't get it. Not Finn, not Noah... it has to be a new guy...
She sat up, and looked in his eyes. She clearly thought it was amusing.
"Oh my god. Are you stupid?" "It's you Jess. It always has been." She whispered, on the edge of crying.
"I- I love you too!" he almost yelled, with a huge smile on his face. the one that she also missed when she walked away form him at Nationals.
He took her face in his hands and pressed his lips on hers. His tongue was caressing her lips, begging them to open. Finally she opened her lips, allowing his tongue to explore her mouth again, after all those years.
She made the kiss more deeper.
When they pulled away to grab some air, he whispered: "I need you Rach. I love you so much." before kissing her again.
Should I continue or stop here? REVIEW PLEASE!
Love, Hach.
