Hi everyone ^_^

I don't actually have much to say today. I guess... I enjoyed writing this chapter and I hope all you other peeps enjoy it too.

Oh yes, I also forgot, I wanted to thank anybody who ever commented on this story. I don't think any of you will ever understand how amazing they make me feel. When I'm having a crumby day and can't even bring myself to get out of bed and face the world I just read a few of your comments and I just smile so big. I know that sounds a little weird but I really just smile so big and get all flustered.

You guys have helped me through some pretty bad days and I've also met some pretty cool friends (y'all know who you are ;D) So just thank you all so much!

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Stay optimistic (the b-b-bright side of the dark side *ruby gloom*)

~Mona

I took a sip of my coffee as I sat on my deck. Yes I had a deck. It didn't really have much of a view but it was good enough. I didn't really mind looking out into the parking lot. It didn't stop the nice breeze or the killer sun rises.

It's only been about two weeks but everything is already starting to feel like home. Maybe I had no food in my fridge and I was still sleeping on a mattress on the floor but it still felt like a home to me. My own home. Sometimes it still got me that when I woke up in the morning and walked out to the kitchen that I never had to awkwardly pass my dad at the table. I never had to quietly sneak in when I stayed out late either. That's the beauty of living alone. Though it was a bit of a weird feeling.

I finished my cup and stepped back inside to put it in the dishwasher. That thing was so cool. I probably shouldn't have been so excited about it but I never had one growing up so this was a whole new experience for me.

I then moved to my new couch, which I found at Value village for forty bucks. It really wasn't much and definitely reflected the price but it was a couch and it was mine and it was good enough.

Everything in this place was just good enough.

I grabbed my laptop that was sitting on the couch and opened it as I flopped down and crossed my legs underneath.

One good thing I can tell you about my apartment is that they hook you up with free Wi-Fi for the first month that you're living there. I guess in the city the whole Internet thing is a lot more intense.

But I'm not complaining. It just means that I still have about a week before I have to start calling rogers and bell and figuring out how to connect all the cords on those stupid boxes.

The first place I went to once my computer had loaded up was my inbox. My dad and I had started talking again. Well emailing anyways. Calling was a little harder since my new cellphone company didn't stretch as far as lil' old Berk. Though email suited us just fine.

At first they were very formal and to the point. He was making sure I was eating and I was making sure Toothless was still happy. He was back at the farm again so I always wanted to make sure he wasn't getting his other leg shot off or something.

But that was then. We were at the point now where I could just email him to complain about my annoying neighbours and he would reply with Gobbers most recent blunder.

It was pretty cool actually. Like having an actual dad. We could just talk and joke around.

I mean, who knew my dad could actually be funny.

Now I can kind of see why my mom and him were such a good match.

One thing I can really say about myself that has changed since I moved out is the fact that I appreciate my free mornings so much more. When I was younger and living at home I got to work when ever I wanted and I would normally spend my mornings cooped up in my room on my computer watching movies or talking to Astrid on the phone.

Now that I actually have to work almost every morning and normally find myself far too rushed to even notice the bright yellow glow that I used to regularly attempt to block out with a thick towel over my window. But now, when I have my few mornings free I definitely enjoy it. I get up, drink my coffee and just try to enjoy the AM for what it is. Which also brings in my new personal rule; no staying in all day. I made a promise to myself that I would never waste my life away inside, alone. There's a world out there that I've been waiting my whole life to explore. Now I finally have the chance. I'm not letting it go.

As I was planning out my afternoon and making a grocery list, there was a knock at my door.

Isn't 9AM still a little early?

Maybe my neighbours got my mail again.

I let my laptop slide off my lap and pushed myself up. I put on my best 'I am a mature adult' face and went to grab the doorknob.

My stomach lurched. I felt like I was going to throw up and run away all at once.

It was a little funny actually. I can't lie and say that I never thought about it before, but I always thought that if and when Jack ever came by I would be feeling more empty than anything. Like I had such a lack of feeling for him that I would be feeling numb.

But then, here I was. Here he was. Standing in my doorway with his white hair and blue eyes, wearing my shirt and looking as casual as ever.

I opened my mouth to speak but it was almost like I was on mute. I just stood there blankly, my mouth opening and closing, looking kinda like a fish.

"Uh, hey Hic" He smiled.

My mouth continued to helplessly gape open then close again.

"Um, do you mind if I come in?" His nonchalant attitude shifted along with his feet on the floor while he started playing with his fingers.

I nodded.

"Ah, great! Thanks"

I moved away from the door and he stepped in. "Wow, looks like you got yourself a pretty great little place here" he complimented

I didn't reply.

Suddenly there were so many things I wanted to reply with. Were have you been? Why didn't you call me? Or text me? What did I do to you? Why didn't you tell me how you felt before?

"That's my shirt" I decided on dumbly.

"Wah? Oh" I watched his slightly shifty and yet airy confidence vanish. "Uh, yeah, sorry. I actually really like it though. It fits a little bit big but it's still one of my favourites…" He faded off.

"Jack, why are you here?" I finally said. Those five words seemed to open up the damn and the tidal wave started.

"What the hell are you doing here!? You walked into my life and turned everything on its head then left me at the peak! I don't ever hear from you again and then you just show up? Why didn't you text me at least."

Jack's eyes widened a little. "Hiccu-"

"No Jack! I'm not finished.

" I finally get my life together again and it's going better than it has been since as long as I can remember. I'm actually so happy right now. Why'd you have to come back?!" My voice rose as I spoke.

Jack bit his lip.

I immediately wanted to take my words back. But I couldn't bring by self to say my apologies out loud.

"Hiccup" He said a little helplessly.

I watched him as he slumped down on my couch and threw is head into his hands.

"I haven't slept for weeks, Hiccup!" he blurted out before lifting his head up again and trying to catch my eye.

I didn't let him.

Though I did suddenly notice the dark bags under his eyes. I studied his face as he continued, looking at everything except right into his eyes.

"I've been up since- since that night… I picked up my phone to call you at least five times a day. You wouldn't even believe how many text messages I started but then deleted. I didn't want to totally ice you out" He closed his eyes and licked his lips slowly, "I-I was just… I was just scared"

Scared?

I cocked my head to one side. "I'm the one who's scared of everything. What had you?" I asked as I took a seat at the other end on the sofa.

"You did…" he stated

I just stared back. "What?"

"You Hiccup Haddock, scare the living hell out of me. I'm scared to make you mad or sad, I'm scared to hurt you, even though that's all I ever end up doing. I was scared that you'd hate me, that you'd never want to see me again. I was just scared of your rejection"

"So you rejected me instead?" I asked with a little laugh

"What? No! I just- I didn't mean it to seem like that!"

"Jack! I spent days wondering what I did wrong. I thought it was my kissing skills or something. I would have still been rolling around in bed like a loser asking myself why I was so unappealing if it wasn't for Astrid and her rough yet affective therapy"

"No! I didn't mean for that to happen. Your kissing skills are great- I mean you're great! Totally appealing" He sputtered nervously.

"Dude, it's okay! Now are we at least on the same page?" I asked, moving a little closer.

"Ar-are we?" he asked cautiously, leaning away a little.

"Wait. Are you still…?"

"In love? Uh, I mean crushing, I mean uhh yeah! I just didn't know if you were interested…"

My heart melted a little. Of course I was still interested! I don't think I ever stopped being interested. No matter how many times I told myself I was totally over this man, there was always a part of me that just wanted to hold him and kiss him and-

"Jack Overland, you have had my heart since the day I walked into work and you were sitting on that broken down Volvo" I smirked.

Jack smiled back "God I remember then, I sucked with cars. I was planning on quitting that week but then I met you and the last thing I wanted to do was not be around you"

I felt my cheeks burn up a little, "well luckily you stuck around. Now you actually know a thing or two about engines"

"Only because I didn't want to seem like a loser around you"

"We all know I'm the loser" I giggled, nudging his shoulder. Did I actually just giggle?

"No, you're the adorable one" He smiled leaning forward and tapping my nose with his index finger. I felt his oddly cool breath on my face as we both laughed softly and that's when I relized how close are faced really were.

My heart rate picked up a little and I looked right into his blue eyes from the first time in what seemed like forever. They really were a beautiful deep blue.

His eyes flit between my eyes, which were probably wide as saucers, and down to what I was guessing were my lips.

"Uh, hey Hiccup" he said slowly

"Uhuh?" I breathed

"I just wanted you to know that I think I want to kiss you right now, I just wanted to know if you were okay with that"

With every word he leaned forward. Millimeter by millimeter.

"As long as this time you don't disappear for another month and a half" I replied quietly.

"Not this time, I pinky promise" He said and he linked our little fingers together and closed the gap between us.

There was so much I wanted to pay attention to. The size of his pinky compared to mine or the way our linked fingers became wandering hands. I wanted to pay attention to the way our mouths fit so perfectly together and how his lips were just as cool as his breath. I wanted to remember everything that I couldn't last time, just incase this was the last time I'd get to feel it. But just like before my mind blurred and my brain turned to putty. I kinda turned to putty, just melting right into him in every way. Our lips and our bodies.

Jack brought his hand to the back of my necks and started playing with the little hairs that strayed from the rest that sat in a, most likely messy mop on my head.

Why did that feel so good?

He tugged a little harder than I was expecting and I let out a little yelp. He took that as an opportunity to slip his tongue into my mouth.

I gasped a little.

It's not that I had never done that before, but with Jack it was different.

My tongue followed not too long after. There was no real battle for dominance for anything like that. Some how they both fit so perfectly and it was all just so nice.

I moved my hands along Jack. One finally found a resting place on his slim hip while the other continued to explore the body that was Jacks. I ran up and down along his back and brushed my fingers nimbly across his chest.

Jacks hands moved to my thighs as he leaned out of the kiss.

I let out a whine. I didn't mean to but it just kind of happened.

My mouth was left feeling empty but it was replace by a tingly trail of soft kisses he was leaving from the corner of my mouth and all across the side of my face and down my neck.

He ran his tongue down my neck and every good feeling I had in me exploded and I let out an unintentionally loud moan.

Jack and laughed a little bit and went to town in the crook of my neck down to my collar bone.

I was absolutely useless now. I sat there almost frozen and let Jack have his way. He pushed me back onto the sofa and straddled himself over my hips.

"Ah! Jack-mmm" I sputtered

"Shhh, Hiccup I promise you'll enjoy it" he whispered into my ear and he nibbled on my earlobe.

Enjoy what-ahh

Without warning Jack moved one of his hands down to my crotch and palmed it.

I thrusted up with out even thinking and he took that as an invitation.

Slowly he moved down and slipped out of my lap and fit himself nicely between my legs.

My eyes were wide. "Uh Jack" I breathed.

He continued to move down, sliding his hands down my thighs.

"Hey Jack, can we maybe-mmm" With one hand he was feeling up my semi hard-on and with the other he was gracefully untied my PJ pant tie.

"Okay, okay Jack. Listen can we maybe talk about this!" I exclaimed, pulling back the waistband that Jack had, very seductively I might add, pulled down with his teeth.

"Wah, oh. Shit I'm sorry Hiccup. I just thought that you. Ah, okay well-"

"No no It's fine. Really. I totally want this" I laughed a little, adjusting my pants to better accommodate the rather large bulge, "It's just that I haven't seen you of even spoken to you for over a month and I guess I just wanted to maybe sit and talk for a little" I explained sheepishly.

"Oh! That's good too" He smiled then pecked me quickly on the lips, "Sorry about that one. You're just really kissable"

I laughed along with him and he settled comfortably in my lap, making sure to wriggle around just a little extra, just for good measure. I winced and bit my lip slightly "Ah Jack"

"Oh oops" he winked.

I rolled my eyes just ignored him, that's not really what I wanted right now.

"So how's life been out of the nest?" Jack asked, craning his head to face me.

"It's definitely been an adventure. I discovered that I actually have to buy toilet paper when it runs out"

Jack gasped "You mean it's not just an endless supply?!" He said sarcastically.

I laughed softly "I see someone's still living with the rents"

"Yup, and now that I know about the whole toilet paper scandal I don't plan on leaving any time soon"

"Keep it while you can"

"Definitely"

We sort of faded off into a comfortable silence.

"So Hiccup" Jack started as he drew small designs along my arm with his finger to the beat on the music that was playing from my laptop.

"Hmm" I hummed in acknowledgment.

"I know you don't like talking about this but I'm just really curious and maybe now that you're past that part in your life you can tell we a little bit about what happened to your-"

"Jack" I said a little irritated "Do you not recall this being the cause of our first of many fights?"

He sighed, "Ya it was."

"Then why do you keep prying!" I snapped. I really didn't mean to. That's the last thing I wanted right now. I finally have Jack in my arms and I could very well lose him because of my stupid closed-offishness.

"I'm sorry Hiccup. I know I should just let it go but I just… I-" He stopped talking for a moment so he could turn around and face me, "I want to know why you're always so sad"

"But I'm not sad anymore" I tried

"But you were and I remember when I first saw you and you were so nervous. You had this wall around you. All I remember thinking was that I needed to break down that wall and meet the true Hiccup"

"But this is the 'true Hiccup'. I'm lame and weird and I don't like to talk to much. That's just me. Take it or leave it"

"But it's not!" He said in exasperation

"How would you know!"

"Because of that time when we went swimming. Sandy said you were better than my old boyfriend and you proved it to me that night. That's when you became more than just a silly little crush. You were so open and funny and we had so much fun that night. Then all of a sudden you went back to your awkward self and all I could think about is how much you laughed at the pool."

"But how does this have anything to do with-"

"Because I just want to know you. I want to know every aspect of you. I'm done lying in bed trying to piece you together with random facts that you told me when we were both water logged and drunkenly sleep deprived"

"Then why don't you just get me drunk and see what happens" I mumbled.

"because I want you to tell me. Hiccup, I want to hear your story. Why are you so scared and unhappy all the time. I just want to know that it wasn't totally my fault." He looked at me desperately "You have my full trust in everything you do, please just give me yours"

I gave a deep sigh "It all started in my first year of high school…"