"Keep on moving like you did last summer; when the grass was greener and your hair was longer. If you become familiar with another in town; don't forget about the fun that we had, last time around." Last Time Around – Nick Jonas & The Administration
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Beck Oliver stared with wide, brown eyes as Jade West glared at him from the opposite side of the room. Her grip firmly clutched a vibrant, red sheet to her chest that she'd grabbed as she jumped off the bed they had previously been sharing, shielding her body from his sight and wandering eyes.
Honestly, he didn't really find the point; it wasn't as if he'd never seen it before.
Of course, informing her of that discovery would probably result in bodily harm to his person.
He continued watching her, waiting for her reaction; deciphering all the different emotions that flashed momentarily in her gorgeous blue eyes, going as fast as they came. Even now, after such a long time without seeing her, he could still read her like an open book.
He saw them all; the guilt, the shock, the hurt, until they finally settled on one; the safe one.
Anger.
"What are you doing here?" She demanded, frustration and confusion obvious in her voice.
Beck opened his mouth to answer her, but the voice of his subconscious stopped him to give a small reminder.
She had left him.
Bitterness and resentment flourished inside of him, because who was she to demand answers? (That he didn't have) What gave her the right to come marching back into his life and be upset over it? All his feelings attacked him and demanded control of his mind. This was the first time he was seeing her again; four years was a long time to keep emotions locked inside.
They weren't teenagers in love anymore.
He wasn't the same idiot who folded at the snap of her fingers (regardless of how hard he'd try to keep his always-cool-and-in-control image). She wasn't the same girl who he'd obsessed over his entire teenage years, the one who had nailed her name onto his heart.
The girl standing in front of him was the same one who rejected him; the one who'd pushed him away when he loved her most.
And you know what? He didn't like that girl very much… Very nearly hated her at times.
Apparently, his dislike for her wasn't enough to stop them from having sex.
Beck sat up on the bed, turning his face away from her, a scowl forming as he did so. He wanted to know what the hell had led to them to ending up together again. More so, he had to figure out what else their little adventure had included.
He raised his left hand to run his fingers through his hair (a stress habit he had never been able to get rid of) and tensed when a foreign sensation traveled down his spine.
He could clearly make out the cool metal band that was attached to one of his fingers, a piece of jewelry that hadn't been there the last time he went to sleep.
An image of her in a pretty, blue dress invades his thoughts. Her lips are formed into a wide smile and her crystal, blue eyes sparkle with joy and glaze over with what he's willing to bet are the effects of liquor. She looks beautiful, happy, in a way that steals his breath the same way it did when he was sixteen. That's not what shocks him most, though, but instead, it's the small rose bouquet that's held firmly in her grip, and he's not completely sure, but he's pretty certain there's an Elvis look-a-like standing in front of them.
His hand quickly snaps to rest in front of his waist as he examines his fingers, dread filling his every nerve as the inculpating ring seems to shimmer more brightly than could be humanly possible under the room's lights, and he's sure Life is literally laughing in his face.
"Jade," he starts, but she's still rambling and colorfully describing all the different ways in which he's a jerk to pay any attention to him.
"Jade," he repeats, and his eyebrows furrow in frustration as his voice snaps out her name in a tone that left no room for arguments.
"What?" She snaps back, eyes narrowing in disbelief, and her legendary temper is as evident as her annoyance.
He briefly wonders how he should break the news to her, and which method would be more beneficial to himself, when he decides to bite the bullet and spit it out. Knowing her, he could spell it out in roses and she'd still find a way to blame him for it.
"We're married."
Beck watched as Jade's eyes widened in shock, her lips parting as she struggles to process the new piece of information. In her defense, she's handling it much better than he thought she would. He'd expected her to jump on him and take out her anger on him physically. Maybe she has matured with time, and she's going to talk it out with him like an adult (or maybe she's about to explode).
"You're lying," she challenges him, and he doesn't miss the pleading look in her eyes. She wants him to tell her it's a joke, that he's being an ass to scare her as payback for leaving him.
He tried to ignore the sting in his heart at the fact that she'd rather have any other explanation, besides the truth. The fact that she detest and finds so unbelievable that maybe, just maybe, they could've liked each other enough to get married (drunken stupor aside).
Whatever.
He doesn't care.
Really.
"Look at your hand," he sighs. He notices the way her arm shakes softly as it's raised in front of her face. Her eyes close involuntarily for a second, but she forces them open as she faces her faith. She knows in her gut that it's true, but that doesn't stop that little ray of hope that it's not.
Before she can come up with a proper response, her cellphone starts blaring from the nightstand beside the bed. She all but runs to answer it, looking for any way to postpone their inevitable situation, and flinches when an obviously aggravated voice yells at her to turn on the TV. She does as she's told, and he wonders who exactly she's talking to, that seems to have so much control over the untamable girl he used to know.
Her body falls back against a chair as her brain registers the news on the television. He tears his gaze away from her and turns it towards the screen, only to notice two familiar figures on it. His ears perk up as he hears them name him and Jade, and has an urging feeling that things are about to take a turn for the worst.
'We have an exclusive video of newlyweds Beck Oliver and Jade West! The two up-and-coming stars tied the knot last night in a local chapel, and reporters are waiting outside the hotel to get the first pictures of the new Mr. and Mrs. Oliver!'
The news report was followed by a video of the two of them exiting the chapel, obviously drunk, and acting like a couple in love. Beck had to turn away as the him in the video proclaimed his never-ending love for Jade to all the reporters present, and a giggling Jade held him close as she followed him to his car.
They were everywhere; every channel was commenting on the surprise Hollywood wedding that nobody had seen coming.
Well, there went the quiet annulment idea.
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AN: So, long time no update.
Sorry for such a long wait guys, I've been ridiculously busy with school and life and ugh. However, I have a clear idea of where this story's going and I'll be updating this one and my others more regularly! 3 more weeks and the semester's over!
So, yeah. Tell me what you think! This chapter's shorter than my usual, but the next one should be back to normal in length. Dan's been keeping Bade away from me, so I married them in my fic!
HA! Five fingaz to your face, Schneider!
(Sorry, I had to get it out of my system.)
Also, thanks so much to everyone who reviewed my Moonlight Mile fic! I'm gonna try my hardest to upload a new chapter to that one by tomorrow!
Next chapter for this one at around 30 reviews?
PS. Check out my soul sister's (imlaughingnow) fic! She's amazing and works rally hard in everything she does! Do it! And review her too! =)
-Lele