The bad girl and the dork

Taking care of Chase was a lot of fun. I could honestly say I'd never had that much ice cream before. Ever. And I loved every second of it.

Chase would take over from me when he noticed I'd stopped feeding him and started feeding himself. Yep, you read that right, I was feeding him. Because apparently your arms don't work after a tonsillectomy.

I swear when I get sick I'm gonna be the worst patient ever just to spite him. That'll teach him. Even though I secretely enjoyed a recovering Chase but I'd never admit that.

Plus, being there gave me the perfect opportunity to get Chase back. I hadn't forgotten the cat poo incident.

Whenever Chase got tired or something I went downstairs and trained Bus. I was teaching him some weird commands. Code and I had brainstormed about the commands an entire evening. After I'd convinced Code that I couldn't turn Bus into a transformer we actually got somewhere.

I couldn't wait to see Chase's reaction and it pained me deeply that I probably wouldn't be there when it happened. When you said 'good boy' to Bus he'd sniff your crotch. It worked on me and Code so I was pretty sure it would work on Chase.

I was still working on another command. When you tell Bus to 'stop' he'd run a circle around you. It's random but it needed to be words that Chase'd say often and the commands had to be simple. Bus almost perfected it but I still had some time to practice with him.

I really had bonded with the dog. The prank had bit me in the ass though. Whenever he succeeded I had the urge to say 'good boy' but then he'd sniff my crotch. Funny, but inconvenient.

I left the house quietly because Chase thought I'd already left. It was still early but he was going back to school tomorrow so he needed his rest.

I was looking forward to some me-time. I had been spending my days with the guys and taking care of Chase. Sometimes a girl just wants to be alone, you know?

Nothing a long hot shower couldn't fix. I didn't bother to put clothes on after that. An oversized shirt was really the best way to go.

Online shopping could be very relaxing. Well, it was more like window shopping. Or Windows shopping. Get it? Ugh, I'll see myself out. That wasn't my finest moment.

"Ow" I felt a sharp pain on my head. What the hell? A pebble was lying innocently next to me. Someone had thrown a pebble at me? I should really close my window.

Another pebble shot through the room, almost destroying my lamp in the process.

Ah yes, another normal day for me.

I went to the window to see who the hell was abusing me with pebbles.

It was Jake and he had another pebble in his hand.

"Whoa! Drop the pebble!" I yelled. I couldn't see his bike. Weird.

"Took you long enough." It was meant to come out playfully but it was clear something was up.

"You know cell phones exist right?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Don't have it on me." He shrugged. "So are you gonna let me in or what?"

It felt safer to talk to him this way since my head was still very angry with the pebble but I decided to be nice. Wow, I really had gone soft.

I sighed and went downstairs to open the door for Jake.

"I'm relieved. For a second there I was thinking you were gonna ignore me." Jake smiled, but it didn't reach his eyes.

"Come in you dweeb." I went back to my room. I figured Jake'd follow me.

"Oh how I love being in girls' bedrooms." He threw his jacket on the floor and plopped next to me on the bed.

"You should've stopped that sentence after 'girls'" I laughed when I could see he was mentally replaying that sentence in his head.

"Good one." He nodded.

Since he was interrupting Jill-time I wasn't in the mood for small talk before we got to the real reason why he was here.

"What did you do?" I looked at him carefully.

"I honestly don't even know." He sighed and rubbed his head.

The last time we had had a conversation alone it was about Tessa so I figured this was about the same thing. He had walked to my house without his bike or phone. That was highly unusual for him.

"This is about Tessa." I said. I didn't even bother to ask, I just knew it was.

Jake didn't say anything. Either he was thinking about how to tell me or he was replaying what had happened in his head. I'd never seen Jake like this before. Especially because of a girl.

"So I'm guessing you had a fight? Or you confessed your feelings and then ran for the hills? You gotta give me something to work with, Jake." I said gently.

To be honest, his silence worried me. Jake had a way with words. He was suave. Jake was Jake. But the guy sitting in front of me wasn't the Jake I knew and loved.

He looked up at me, I was surprised to see the raw emotion on his face.

"It's just so frustrating. She is so frustrating. I'm always walking on eggshells when I'm with her, afraid I'll say something wrong. It's like little, unexpected things could set her off. I've been hanging out with her for weeks and she still doesn't seem to trust me. I've never done anything to prove her wrong. She puts her trust in rumors instead of me. It sucks." He ranted.

I waited a second to see of he wanted to say more but he stayed quiet.

"It's hard to trust people Jake. You and I both know that. She has this image of you and it's hard to get rid of that, just be patient with her. And if nothing changes, she's not even worth it." I told him, not really sure what to tell him.

People spread rumor about me too. Hell, some people at school were even scared of me. It didn't bother me though because the people that mattered knew the real me. The rest could suck my thumb. What? I don't have that particular body part.

"I know you have to earn trust but she's not being fair." Jake groaned.

"Oh and don't walk on eggshells. Girls may seem fragile but we can handle the truth. Maybe she senses you're holding back." If a guy would be careful around me I'd get suspicious too. Jake was probably trying to be the nice guy but I think Tessa just needs to see Jake how I see Jake. How the  guys see Jake.

"I know but if I say whatever I'm thinking I might offend her and if I hold back she thinks I'm hiding stuff. Why is love so stupid? Fuck." He looked at me as if I had the answer to everything. I didn't.

"You love her?" Yep, that was the one thing that stuck out to me. I've known Jake for years and I'd never heard him say that before. I mean, he says 'I love you' to his family and friends but never like this.

"Would I be going through all of this shit if I didn't?" He raised his eyebrow. Clearly he was irritated by the fact that he loved a girl. Only Jake.

"Touche." I smirked and grabbed his shoulder "My little Jakey is growing up." I cooed.

"Shut up." He muttered. His mood was lifted a little bit.

He frowned.

Nope, still grumpy apparently.

"So what now? Do I declare my love in an obnoxious way?" He wasn't feeling it.

"No! For fuck's sake don't do that. Earn her trust first. Use the like-word instead of the love-word. You can't just drop the love-word like a bomb. The girl will run. Ease her into it." I really wasn't the right person for this conversation. Even Jake knew I was wired like a guy. He needed to talk to a girly girl. Maybe girls liked hearing a guy loved them even though they'd only been hanging out for a few weeks and they weren't sure they could trust them?

Seriously, if that's the case I didn't want to be a girl anymore.

"I'm so glad you said that. No way in hell am I ready to tell her yet." He was right. Just because you felt it, didn't mean you had to say it immediately. Think about it for a few days. Love is a commitment. Just like hate.

I didn't get people that said hate was such a strong word but they'd throw love around like it was a slut in a gang bang. To me, love and hate were equals.

"As if you would've listened to me if I told you to sing a Bon Jovi song to her with a boom box on your shoulder, declaring your love for her in the words of a power ballad." I snorted.

Jake laughed. A real laugh.

"I definitely wouldn't." He shook his head. "But I do take your advice seriously."

"Why? I have no idea what I'm doing." I looked confused. Is your advice worth something if you're not even sure about the advice you're giving?

Jake shrugged. "I don't know. You seem to know what people are thinking or feeling. You don't think about one person's perspective. Jilly has people skills, yo." He ended on a less serious note.

I laughed. Jake was Jake again.

"Alright, enough flattery. What's the plan?" I asked. "Why did you even run over here?"

"I got frustrated because she didn't trust me and then we got into a fight so I ran to the first place that came to my mind. Dramatic, right? I'm such a girl." He groaned. He was ashamed he'd done that.

"You're a pretty girl." I winked. "Now man up and tell me what you're gonna do." What I've learned from having guy friends is that they don't tell you how they feel, they show you. It doesn't work the other way around though. When girls drop hints they don't get them, you literally have to spell it out for them.

Weird how it works, right?

"Crap. Your stupid Bon Jovi idea is throwing me off."  He pouted.

"You know, you could just apologise for what you said." I suggested.

"But that's the thing. I don't regret what I said. I said it like I was thinking it and she couldn't handle that." He started to get aggravated again.

"Then tell her. Just tell her it sucks that it escalated but you meant what you said. And then you explain it again but in a normal tone." I explained.

"But she already knows what I said! She fucking ran away from me! Not the other way around."

I sighed.

"You're angry because she didn't react the way you wanted and you're scared because you obviously like her and don't wanna say the wrong thing to her. She hurt you when she ran away and maybe it's not only her with the trust issues. How can you trust her when she could slip away any moment?" I did a quick recap.

"Exactly!"

"Did you tell her?" I asked Jake. He looked deep in thought.

"Not like you just explained it." He had a lost look in his eyes. The guy really was clueless.

"She doesn't know that. We can't read thoughts. Tell her how you feel. Tell her what motivates you to behave the way you do." We can hear what the other person says. We can only guess what they're thinking.

"You make it sound so simple." Jake seemed exhausted.

"In theory it is." In real life it's terrifying.

"Okay, I need to get hammered. Party this weekend?" Jake had a very subtle way of changing the subject.

"Deal."

-

"Weekend!" I yelled to no one. The house was empty. School had been a drag as always. Code had asked me to skip but I was too lazy to move. Yep, too lazy to skip school. How 'bout that?

I still had a few hours to kill before we'd go out. I didn't know what the plan was, but I didn't care. I was looking forward to it because it was a unicorn night, meaning that everyone was going. The guys, Gwen and I. Usually there's always someone who can't go. Not tonight baby, not tonight.

But first, a little nap. What? I couldn't sleep at school because people kept talking. It'd be easier if teachers would just shut up every once in a while. They don't respect sleeping people. They should be ashamed of themselves.

Oh God that didn't make sense. See, I need sleep.

As always my beautiful little nap got interrupted.

I groaned when I heard the door bell ring. I decided to ignore it. If they needed me they could text me.

Now, back to my dream. I believe I was at a beach with Ian Somerhalder.

My phone started buzzing. "Oh for fuck's sake." I muttered to myself. It was Chase.

Open the door you lazy woman x

Oops. I checked the mirror real quick. My clothes were a little wrinkly but my hair and makeup were still intact. Close enough.

"You were napping, weren't you?" Chase said with a huge grin on his face when I opened the door.

"Yes, you interrupted my beauty sleep." I mumbled.

"Aw, you don't need that." Okay, he was forgiven. "You sleep enough at night, you don't need two beauty sleeps." He added. Not forgiven. Nope.

Not even when he hugged me. Not even when he kissed my forehead. Not even when he kissed my lips.

Well, maybe when he kissed my lips.

After a snack. Oh yes, we had a snack ritual, as couples do. Anyway, after a snack we went upstairs because I wanted my bed. It was calling to me.

Chase took a look around when he entered my room. I hadn't realised he'd never seen it. My room was simple and messy. A few band posters on the wall and that's it. I'm not often in my room except for when I'm sleeping.

"I was expecting Barbie posters." I shook my head. I had missed the sass. I was glad he was back to his normal self, rather than sick and tired.

"How's your throat?" I asked to make sure he was healthy again.

"I'm perfectly healthy and pain free." He said proudly. Cute, as if being healthy was a huge accomplishment.

He walked closer to me, invading my personal bubble. I didn't mind. He could be in my bubble whenever he wanted.

"You know, I never got to thank you for taking care of me." He said suggestively. I could already feel my heart rate speed up.

I put my hands on his chest and was glad that his heart rate matched mine.

"How are you gonna thank me?" He answered by smashing his lips against mine with a hunger I hadn't felt before.

Yes, we had kissed and fooled around before and things were heated but never with this intensity. Not that I was complaining.

His tongue was playing with my piercing and he groaned when my hands went underneath his shirt. We only stopped kissing a second so he could take his shirt off.

I didn't know we had moved until I felt my legs touch the bed. Chase pulled me even closer than I thought was possible. His body pressed against mine made me moan and then I fell on the bed with Chase on top of me.

His hands went to my bare stomach and traveled to the edge of my bra.

Suddenly his lips left mine.

"We have to stop, I didn't bring protection." He said hoarsely. We both knew where this was headed.

"I'm on birth control and I got tested a few months ago." I answered. I didn't want to stop but you know, safety first.

"Me too. About the testing I mean, not the birth control." He started rambling.

"Chase?" I was a little annoyed we were talking right now.

"Hmm?" He looked at me, the lust still evident in his eyes.

"There are a lot of other things you could be doing with that mouth right now." That was all it took.

"I'm gonna kiss every inch of your body." He said in between kisses on my jaw line.

I cupped his head with my hands and led it towards mine so I could kiss him with everything I had.

"I'm not stopping you." I breathed.

That was all it took to motivate him. A few minutes later our clothes were scattered all over my room and he was doing exactly what he had told me.

It was painfully slow, yet not slow enough. I almost whimpered when his mouth left my breast so he could kiss the rest. What? The guy had skills.

He went lower and lower and my stomach clenched in anticipation. He was so close to the spot I really wanted him to kiss.

I groaned when he went further down my leg, ignoring my wishes. I felt him smile against my legs. The bastard enjoyed torturing me.

Then he went to my other leg and went back up, trailing kisses everywhere. I jerked when his lips and tongue were caressing my inner thigh.

My eyes closed when he finally kissed me where I wanted to. Jill was very happy and on her way to wonderland. It didn't take long for him to pick up the pace. He took me over the edge when I felt his fingers inside of me.

It took me a little while to recover from the bliss but when I was able to move again I moved on top of him. Kissing him with everything I had, my hands all over his body. My hand went lower and lower and his groans motivated me to go further.

I grabbed little Chase playfully. Well, it wasn't really little. At all.

"If you're gonna keep doing that I won't last long." He said against my lips.

"What are you waiting for?" I whispered.

He turned us around again so he was on top of me, in between my legs.

He started kissing me again, making no intention moving little Chase.

"I need you." I breathed.

He kissed me again and with one thrust he entered me, making me gasp. After a few seconds he picked up the pace, making me very happy.

I wrapped my legs around him so he could go deeper, making him growl.

I couldn't think straight anymore. The world didn't exist. Chase was everything in that moment. He was everything and everywhere.

We both had had bad experiences with previous relationships. Those were all forgotten. We could only hope this wouldn't end as badly. We could only hope things would always be like this.

We were erasing those bad memories and creating better ones to replace them with. Everything was great. Everything was perfect. Chase was everything.

When we finished he plopped down next to me. Neither of us speaking. Neither of us wanted to break this moment.

I was lying in his arms and we were both still catching our breaths.

"You're serotonin." I said eventually, breaking the silence.

"Hmm?" Chase turned so he could see my face.

"Do you remember our day at the zoo? You know with the ape shit?" I started to explain. I grinned when Chase scrunched his nose in memory.

"Thanks for bringing that up." He said jokingly.

"You're welcome. In the car you said I was your dopamine and I said that I'd get back to you." I remembered him saying that I motivate him and I thought he was such a nerd for comparing me with a neurotransmitter, even though it was really cute. He had actually said it again a few times after that.

"And I'm your serotonin?" He was smiling now.

"Yeah, you definitely improve my mood." I smiled back. I loved his genuine smiles.

"Are you sure it's not just your orgasm talking?" He raised his eyebrow.

I shoved him playfully. "I'm trying to be nice here, you dipshit."

He laughed and kissed me.

"You've gone soft Jill." He kissed me again and his hand was on my stomach. "Mm so soft."

I had the feeling he was talking about me being soft rather than going soft.

Our little makeout session got interrupted by my phone. I swear, one of these days I was gonna burn the thing.

I checked, it was Jake.

Where the fuck are you?

Oops. I forgot we had plans.

Chase looked at me expectantly. I just shrugged and kissed him again, pushing my body against his.

Maybe some other time, Jake.