(Sorry guys, this is short, but I am tired, and I just wanted to get this up, because..... Janissa.
Every one should know that by now. - T Xx)
~Harry~
"I am sorry, Haz." Jess chokes out before he hinges over the basket again. My heart breaks at his apologizing. "I didn't mean to be mean, I-"
"Shh..." I coo. "Let's just worry about you getting better for now, okay?" As if I did not feel like shit already, Jesse tried to nod his head to agree with me, but ended up almost missing the garbage can. I heard footsteps leading into the room, Janissa appearing in the doorway.
Jesse was finally able to catch his breath, laying back in bed, shortly afterwards falling asleep. I turn to Janissa, exiting the room, making sure to keep the door open.
"I have no idea how I am supposed to get him on a plane..." I shake my head trying to conjure up an idea. We could always drive. What? No, you can't drive to England. Fuck.
"We will fugue it out, but for now, you need to pack." She smiles. She finally stopped freaking out, well, enough to have an actual conversation with me. "Come here." She whispered, pulling me into my room. She sits me on the bed, crawling on my lap, and wrapping her arms around my neck. My hands find their way to her waist as they have many times before. My eyes quickly glance at the mark I left on her neck, placing a soft kiss on it. Janissa let out a hiss as my lips connected to her cheek.
"It looks good on you." I smile, causing Janissa's cheeks to flush a deep shade of red. "Don't be embarrassed, beautiful. I'd let you mark me, but I don't do the whole submissive thing, remember?"
"Not even for me?" She smiles.
"Well, for you, I'd think about it."
Janissa cuddled herself into my neck, and I let her. If I was being honest, I am scared. Yes, my mother is already gone, but I know once I go home, the reality I will have to face will tear me apart. She was my best friend besides Janissa. Actually, she was the one I would always go to to talk about her. 'Her smile mum...' I would tell her, 'it just makes you want to smile with her for some reason.'
That's the part where she would tell me something like, 'how do you expect her to know this if you don't speak up?' or 'You need to tell her, Harold. She would be crazy if she didn't fall in love with you.'
Now what happens if me and Janissa fight? Who will I call then? I can't call my brother, being the douchbag brother that he is, but he gets that from our dad. He was a piece of shit, but he was still my father.
"Penny for your thoughts?" That sweet voice I crave whispered into my neck. She moved her arms from around my neck, to around my waist.
"I miss my mum." I pathetically laugh. Her grip on me tightens as I fight back a few tears. I hate this, I am a man, I shouldn't be crying. It is pathetic. Janissa pulled away from me to look into my eyes. We were silent for a moment as she studied me. She leaned forward, placing her forehead against mine.
"I love you." She whispered. Her words softened me, the pain subsided, even if only for a brief moment. But the point was that she can do this to me. She can stop my pain, as I hope I can stop hers.
"Thank you."
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Work seemed to fly by, which was not a good thing. The usual things happened, people came in, ordered, complained, and left. Like every other day, but on the bright side, I got paid today. As soon as I got home, I placed a few dollars in an envelope and hide it under my mattress to pay for the house when I get back. When we get back.
The whole flight I was constantly back and forth to the bathroom with Jess. He was getting better, but at the same time, he was still terrible. Janissa gave him some over the counter medicine, but I am positive that he threw those up, so we will have to give him some more when we land.
Jess was asleep, in-between me and Janissa. I don't understand why he can't be this calm when he is healthy. Janissa's eyes wondered out the window of the plane, looking into the darkness.
"Just think," I whisper, grasping her attention, "one day, we can join the mile high club." The corners of her lips curve, but she doesn't laugh. "Come on, that was funny."
"It was." She smiled back.
"What's wrong?" She didn't answer. "I didn't mean anything by that. I was just messing aroun-"
"I know." She cut me off. "I know you won't pressure me, it is not that. I'm just not looking forward to seeing Chloe. Not after last time."
"Just ignore her. She can't do any real harm." I smile, which was true. It is not like she is going to run Janissa off a cliff. Knock on wood.
"Yeah, it's just... I know you guys had a thing a while back-" Her voice trailed off at the end as she continued to stare out of the window.
"You are not worried about me and her doing something... Are you?" I could no longer hide the disbelief in my voice. "You're kidding me, right?"
"Harry, no, of course I don't think that you would do that to me. It's just, I wear sweatpants, and she runs around practically naked."
She is right. She does practically run around naked, for every guy to see her.
"You're right." That was the first time she had actually made eye contact with me during this conversation. "It's disgusting. She gives everything away on a first look, with you, guys would want to be surprised. When men look at you, they see beauty, and a challenge. When men look at Chloe, she looks a like a cheap fuck."
That comment caused Janissa to laugh.
"So, what your saying is... You don't want to fuck me?" Okay, this conversation just turned from serious, and heart-felt to kinky and hot. Her cheeks flushed just saying the word in the inappropriate context.
"Janissa-"
"I am so sorry, I have no idea why I just said that. That was so dirty." The blanket that she was previously cuddling with was now covering her face, only allowing her eyes to be visible.
"I like it when you are dirty." Another blush crept upon her perfect cheeks. "And for the record. I would love to fuck you. Have you ride me. Bend you over my desk. Maybe even tie you up."
"I get it!" She laughs, covering her entire face this time.
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We finally landed after about eight hours, and drove to our hotel. We were going to stay with Jake, but I honestly did not want to be around... Even thinking of her makes me what to vomit. But of course, I have fucked up luck, as always.
After checking in, I hand Janissa, and a tired Jess the room key. She takes him up, while grab us some crisps from the vending machine in the lobby. Remember that bad luck, yeah, well apperently we were staying at the only hotel in town.
"Hey, stranger." Her bile filled voice echos through the empty halls. Not even turning around, I order slip my dollar into the machine.
"Leave me alone." I say, keeping my eyes on the assorted junk food. I wonder if Janissa would want M&M's with peanuts, or just the plain? I'll just get both.
"But you are all alone..." She whispers, trying to be seductive.
"I don't give a fuck." The bags of chocolate fall to the bottom, and I bend down to grab them. As I stand up and turn to walk away, Chloe pins me against the machine, pressing her body on my own. I turn my face in an attempt to get some distance between us. "Get off of me, Chloe." I warn.
"Or what? You won't do anything." She smiles. I push her off of me, but she just comes back. I would never put my hands on a woman, no matter who it is, but right now, I just want her off of me.
"No, but my girlfriend is not very fond of you right now."
This causes her to let out a small laugh. Why is she even here? Probably got kicked out of the whore house. Would't be surprised, even they don't want her.
"I really want to fuck you right now."
"Well, that is not going to happen." Her body starts to rock against mine as if trying to turn me on.
"You wanted me once, remember?" She smiled. I finally pry her off of me, and stand up straight. I absolutely towered over her, not as much as I do Janissa though.
"You fucked me, then broke my heart, remember?"