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I talk enough at the end…lol

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Beck's POV

When I got to Jade's house I rang the doorbell and knocked but she didn't answer. I tried to knob and it twisted open; unlocked. I walked inside slowly, not sure if that was left open for me or not.

"Jade?" I called to the empty house. My voice seemed to echo in the silence with no response. I climbed the staircase and walked to her room, stopping when I heard music. Through her ajar bedroom door I could hear a piano being played.

I walked into her room slowly and saw her sitting in the corner playing the grand piano I'd assumed was a decoration. She had her eyes closed as she played a melancholy tune with more talent than I knew she had. As I approached the piano, she opened her eyes to and stopped playing.

"Hi," she said, looking at me solemnly.

"Hi," I repeated and sat down next to her on the bench. "Keep playing."

To my surprise, she did as I said and continued the sad song. When she finished, I put my hands on the keys and played the only few notes I knew from an old song.

"You play?" She asked, watching me.

"No," I admitted. "But I always wanted to learn."

"Here," she said, putting her right hand over mine and pressing the keys under it to play a few notes. "Try that."

Instead of attempting to repeat what she'd been trying to teach me, I put my hand on her neck and brought her to kiss me. She let me, returning my kiss slowly like we had all the time in the world.

"I don't think you'd do well with private lessons," she said when we broke apart.

"What are you talking about? We were making some real progress just now," I smiled and leaned back to kiss her. She laughed lightly and put her arms around my neck as she unleashed her tongue in my mouth. I moved my hands around her just as a ringing noise sounded from somewhere in her room.

"Hold on," she said as she got up from the piano and went to her computer. I'd only been here five minutes, and already we were being interrupted. "Cat's video calling me. I'm gonna answer, be quiet okay?"

"As you wish," I said as I laid down on the hard piano bench.

"Hi hi!" I heard Cat say when the ringing stopped.

"What do you want?" Jade said to the point. I smiled, at least she seemed to want to get back to me.

"I need help!" I pictured Cat pouting as she said this.

"With what?"

"I don't know what to do about Sikowitz' project!" Cat whined. "Robbie and I are supposed to act out I Want You Back by the Jackson 5 but it's not working."

"Why not?" Jade asked the question I was thinking. "That's a great song, and you like Robbie don't you?"

"Well…" I eavesdropped intensely waiting for her answer. Robbie had been crushing on Cat for as long as I've known him.

"Yes or no?!" Jade screamed impatiently.

"Yes!" Cat said quickly. I knew it! "But it's still weird, and Robbie is getting shy or something and it's making our whole scene awkward!"

"Ugh, Cat! Do I have to do everything for you?" Jade said sounding irritated. "You play the girl that brushed him off like you didn't like him, he plays the guy that got tired of waiting and left you. You realize you were an idiot and that he's an amazing guy and beg him for another chance. In the end he goes back to you because he's always loved you. Easy!"

"Oh my gosh! JJ that's brilliant!" Cat clapped happily. She was right, that was a great idea, and cheesier than I was used to hearing from Jade. I sat up from the piano bench as I got tired of the uncomfortable position.

"I know," Jade responded. "And don't call me that." I smiled as I got up and sat on Jade's bed, I'd have to think of a better nickname for her.

"Sorry!" Cat apologized quickly. "So what do you think we should wear?"

"Cat, I'm busy, and I'm not your director so—,"

"Ahh!" Jade was cut off by Cat's squealish scream. "Jade!" She whispered to the screen. "Someone's on your bed!"

Jade turned to look at me laying down as I saw that my legs appeared on her screen behind her. She shot me a look and a put my hands up to mouth sorry; I was so tired I forgot I wasn't supposed to be here.

"Uh yeah I know…" Jade said back to Cat.

"Those are Beck's shoes!" Cat squealed again as she seemed to focus on Jade's screen. "Is Beck there?! Why is he on your bed?"

Jade looked back at me panicked and all I could do was shrug. It's not like I was trespassing by being here, we were friends…just hanging out.

"Oh uh…yeah, he is," Jade said slowly to Cat as I moved to get into her view and waved at her."

"Hey Cat," I smiled, trying to seem casual.

"Hi Beck!" She beamed at me.

"Cat, stop yelling!" Jade shouted hypocritically. "You're giving me a headache!"

"Why are you on Jade's bed?" Cat went on, in a quieter tone.

"We uh…we were rehearsing for our project too," I came up with.

"And you needed her bed?" Cat wrinkled her eyebrows innocently.

"What? No, no. I'm just sleepy, and Jade was talking to you so this seemed like a good place to sit," I answered. That was a good explanation right?

"Ohhh," Cat nodded in acceptance.

"Yeah, well great talking, gotta go now," Jade said abruptly. "Bye." She clicked on something, x-ing out Cat's face on her monitor. "Do you think she believed that?"

"That we were rehearsing? Or that I'm sleepy?" I questioned joking. "Because I am sleepy, and we do need to rehearse."

"I think she believed you," she said to herself, seeming to ignore what I'd just said. "You don't think she'll tell anyone or anything right?"

"Jade," I brought her back to reality and she looked at me. "Relax. She believed me and she won't say anything, why would she?" She stayed quiet but seemed like she was thinking of a reason. "She wouldn't! So let's just have a good day, okay?"

"Okay," she said as she walked over to the bed where I was. She leaned across her bed a little to kiss me lightly. "But you're right." She said as she stood up and walked away from me.

"About what?" I don't want to be right about anything if it means she has to stop kissing me.

"We need to practice," she said as she came back towards me with a notebook in her hand. "Sikowitz said we start performing these things on Wednesday, and we've barely done anything."

"What do you mean? We sorted out who's saying what, that's half the battle," I tried to convince her to save homework for another time.

"Beck, we only sorted out which verse we were doing, we still need to work on lines. Come on, it won't take that long," she said, handing me a paper with the lyrics of Love the Way You Lie printed on it.

"Alright," I exaggerated a sigh. "Let's get this over with."

"That's the spirit," she smiled at me and took out a highlighter.

Jade's POV

I don't know how Beck and I managed to get anything done right now. Every two minutes he tried to kiss me, and his hands kept trailing up my legs, making me lose my train of thought.

Aside from his rude interruptions, I myself couldn't keep my eyes off him. We'd moved downstairs to my living room because it was too easy for him to fall asleep on my bed. Now we were both sitting cross legged on my couch facing each other.

We had our lyrics/scripts in our hands all marked with our pens and highlighters. We'd chosen to do start with the chorus followed by the third verse, and end with the chorus again.

"So you're sure you want to do it that way?" Beck asked me again. We'd just agreed that we would act out the song just as Eminem rapped it. He was mad, frustrated, and honest. Beck would play the angry, abusive boyfriend while I was the girlfriend trying to leave him.

"Beck for the third time, yes!" I said annoyed, I hated repeating myself.

"I'm only asking because things can get intense…" he sounded like he was trying to warn me or something.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"I mean that I take my acting seriously." I knew that already. "And I'm not gonna hold back…I just don't want you to get scared or anything."

"Hah!" I tried not to laugh. "Beck, I'll be fine."

"Alright, then…" he said unconvincingly. "Just remember that I love you."

"Ugh, can we just practice this already!"

"Fine, let's do a read through just to make sure we have the right timing and everything down, okay?"

"Yeah, okay?" I said, and started the scene with my first line. "You're just gonna stand there and watch me burn?"

"That's alright because I like the way it hurts," he continued our scene as planned.

"You're just gonna stand there and hear me cry?"

"That's alright because I love the way you lie." He finished the chorus. "And then we step closer and look at each other…"

"Now I know we said things, did things that we didn't mean," I went on. "And we fall back into the same patterns, same routine."

"But you're temper's just as bad as mine is, you're the same as me. When it comes to love—,"

"Beck that's my line," I pointed out. This is why we needed to practice!

"What? Where?"

"When it comes to love you're just as blinded," I pointed to it on his page. "I wanted that line, see its highlighted blue."

"Oh," he nodded and scribbled something on his paper. "Sorry, I looked too fast or something. Let's try it again."

"This isn't working," I said truthfully. "I think we've been doing this too long, we need a break."

"Really?" he smiled, throwing his paper and highlighter on the floor. "Well, if you insist."

"I do," I said as I stood up. "And I'm starving." He followed me into my kitchen and sat on a stool watching me.

"Are you finally gonna cook for me?" He said with his eyebrows raised.

"Hah! Fat chance," I answered as I pulled out a thick stack of glossy papers from a drawer. "This is my version of cooking, so take your pick."

"Uh huh…" he looked at the large amount of take out menus I'd just placed before him and laughed. "You're so domestic."

"Hey, shut up! It's not like my father ever taught me to cook," I said as he calmed his laughter down. "And I when I was old enough to learn, my mom was already…" He stopped laughing completely and looked at me cautiously. "Gone." I finished awkwardly.

"I'm sorry," He said after a long pause.

"Don't say that anytime I bring her up. It's weird."

"Yeah, okay." He obliged quickly but let another long pause go by. "So did she know how to cook?"

"Yeah, she did," I smiled at the vague memories I had of my mother making us all dinner. "She was the best." I looked down unintentionally avoiding his gaze and this conversation.

"I umm…" he started and I hoped he wouldn't apologize again. People always said they were sorry when someone died. I know they're just trying to be polite, but really it was just annoying to me. Beck surprised me though by smiling and handing me a menu saying, "I think we should order cheeseburgers."

"Okay," I smiled, and tried to ignore the burning in my cheeks. I don't know how else to explain it, but sometimes he just…got me.

Half an hour later we were in my entertainment room trying to agree on a movie to watch.

"Come on, Beck!" I pleaded. "Everyone needs to see The Scissoring at least once in their lifetime."

"Can't we wait until daytime? Scary movies at night while we're alone in a mansion like this?" he tried to persuade me. "The night after Halloween? That's like a scary movie in itself. Let's watch Gladiator, that movie never gets old."

"Ughhh!" I complained. "Fine, but you have to go get the door."

"I didn't hear the…" he stopped when the doorbell rang. "How did you…?" I smirked and he shook his head deciding he didn't want to know. I put in the DVD and waited on the comfortable couch for him to come back.

"They remembered your ranch," he said as he returned to the room with a box of our food and sodas. We set up our food and started watching the movie. When we finished eating, I couldn't help but snuggle closer to Beck when he put his arm around me. I loved how we could do something as simple as watching a movie, and still have a great time.

"Alright, so Gladiator never gets old!" I gave in when the movie ended. "Beck?" I looked to see his eyes closed and his breathing steady. "Beck, wake up…" I shook him a little and stood up. "Let's go upstairs…" I kissed him lightly as he wearily stood up.

"Mmmhmm…" he agreed and started walking up to my room.

"Wait here." I told him as I sat him down on the edge of my bed. He smiled at me

and nodded while I went to my bathroom. I still had one last surprise for him.

I pulled out the sexy night shirt I'd bought to replace the one Hannah tore that time, and slipped it on. This one was navy blue, low cut, and see through. It's flowy, sheer fabric stopped above my belly button and came with matching underwear.

"What do you think?" I said as I exited my bathroom and posed in the doorway. When he didn't respond, I looked over at my bed to see him on his back; fast asleep. I sighed and gave up on any plans I'd had for this night.

I woke him just enough to get him to lay in the right place, then got into bed next to him. I moved closer to him and nestled myself against his chest. I looked at his sleeping form one last time before shutting off the lights completely.

The end! For now!

P.s. I just found out Tori Saves Beck and Jade will air on November 3rd, which is my birthday!