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Sorry its been so long. I was gonna update yesterday but my computer I had the file on got a virus so I had to transfer it to the computer Im on and am currently trying to fix the other computer.
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, Less Than Jake, Jack Daniel's, or anything affiliated with any of them.
Song used: I Think I Love You
Jacob's POV
I was exhausted by the time I got home so I went to sleep.
I was sleep and right in the middle of a good dream, all at once I wake up with something that keeps knocking at my brain. Before I went insane, I put my pillow to my head and shot up in my bed, screaming out the words I dread;
"I THINK I LOVE YOU."
I went back to sleep, trying to hide my feelings.
Jacob's POV
This morning, I woke up with this feeling. I didnt know how to deal with it so I decided to hide it to myself and never talk about it. It didnt go as planned when you walked into the room.
I THINK I LOVE YOU!
I sighed.
Why am I so afraid of a love there is no cure for? Is that what life is made of? I've never felt this way. You dont have to worry. I only wanna make you happy. If you say "Hey, go away." I will, but I think I better stay and love you. Do you think this is the case? I'll ask you.
"I think I love you." I whispered.
"Do you say something?" Leah turned around.
"Huh? Oh,no." I covered.
Do you think you love me?
I pulled out a bottle of Jack and poured two glasses.
Leah's POV
I was a bit disappointed when Jake brought out the drinks. I wanted to spend another sober night with him but I took a drink anyway.
When the alcohol touched my tongue and reached my brain, it was all over.
Jacob's POV
We stumbled into Leah;'s house, where we always went when we were drunk (which was often). I raced her to her bedroom. Tonight was not a dead drunk night. The bars had closed and nothing else except Wal-Mart and CVS was open and even though drunken Wal-Mart visits sounded fun, I really didn't feel like getting arrested. I beat her to her room, having had less to drink then her. She came in close behind me, tackling me before I cleared the doorway. We wrestled around, laughing for bit before I slung her on the bed. I pinned her down while she continued laughing. Her laugh was so contagious. Suddenly, she put on a serious face, leaned up, and kissed me. We hadn't kissed since the evening outside the liquor store. The lust hadn't faded a bit.
Her lips slammed against mine, and mine to hers. I didn't hesitate. I couldn't control myself. I started tearing at her clothes. She giggled into my lips and playfully nipped at my bottom lip. I groaned. That was my spot. She started sucking on it. This was too much. I ran my hand down her bare stomach down to the top of her jeans. I messed with her by running my hands over the sensitive skin above her waistband. When she squealed, I kissed her lips and parted them with my tongue. Leah was surprised but responded eagerly. I unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them off quickly. Leah let out a muffled cry of surprise. Like I said, I couldn't help myself. I ran my finger down her panties to find that she was already wet. She was blushing and chuckled. I threw beside her panties and slowly began to finger her. Her eyes rolled back as she moaned. God, she was tight! I reached behind her with my free hand and began to undo her bra. When I got it off, I thrust my finger in deeper and began to wiggle it. Leah gasped and kissed me more fiercely. It seemed like she liked that. I slowly removed my finger and began moving it in and out, going deeper and faster. I stopped fingering her and started playing with her tits. Leah kept moaning and I became as hard as a rock. She pulled me closer and we started kissing again. I started to rub her clit. Leah literally shuddered with pleasure and made the most delicious noises I had ever heard. That was it. I couldn't handle it any more. I started to undo my belt but Leah stopped me.
"Wait! Not when we're drunk!"
I laughed. We were always drunk.
I sat up and wiped my fingers. Leah looked at me with an apologetic look.
I didn't forget about you guys! I've just been busy.
So Saturday was the LTJ concert. IT WAS AMAZING! My friend and I were like 2nd row in the pit and I got scratches and bruises and punched in the back of the head and my friend got bit and since I'm short, I breathed in like pure smoke (everyone smoked down to avoid getting busted) and I got my ass grabbed and I got crushed up against this ging kid and this one guy was like protecting my friend and I the whole time we were in the pit and I almost got burned and my friend almost got her hair lit on fire and I my LTJ 3D shirt (which is actually 3D!) like permanently smells like beer and weed and I didn't get to skank to any LTJ cause the pit got waaaaay to violent for the veghead weaklings (my friend is a vegetarian too) and Scuffed Shoes and The Flatliners are amazing you should download Bowl for Two by The Expendables and I got a LTJ scarf, tour poster, shirt (for a friend), and a lighter (for a friend) and if you search muffincakesXD on photobucket you can see my pics and vids from the concert along with this weird vid from after the concert were I was speaking in an accent, talking about tea, dancing in a parking lot and my bit fat jew nose (No offence to anyone) looks like 349865 times bigger and you can see other lame pics of me and yeah, it was amazing.
Sorry if my run-on sentence annoyed you. I was excited.
In other news, I currently effed cause my life or death project that needs to be finished by tomorrow didn't save right on my flashdrive and I can't fix it. I'm also very hungry and was really depressed earlier. I like collapsed earlier from a really bad head-rush and spent like ten minutes on the kitchen floor because I was so depressed. Not even fmylife or failblog made it better. I'm okay now. LTJ kinda took away my confidence because they kept talking about hott chicks and there were a bunch of skanks there.
I'm fine now though.
But I'm getting gauges!