Remember Me - (A Jimmy Fallon Fanfiction)

Damaged

Narrator:
They both fell in love with each other and they fell hard. Everyday they'd find another reason to love each other. Unfortunately neither of them had the courage to risk their friendship and tell the other person how they feel. School is out and they spend every night together. It's a warm summer night around July 2nd at about 11:00 pm.

Jimmy's POV:
"Come with me, " Heather says as she gets on the roof outside my window. I follow with joy. God she's beautiful in the full moons light. I take her hand and she walk to the edge of the roof. I stop but she keeps going. I have a mini heart attack before I remember she can fly. I've never actually seen her do it yet. It's amazing! She reaches out her hand and says two simple words that gives me goosebumps, "trust me." She could not be sexier if she tried. I trust her and she holds my hand and I walk off the roof. Instead of falling I'm floating. "Holy shit," I mutter. "Ready?," she asks. And before I can say anything we start moving forward into the night. We slowly get higher until the town is a spec. Suddenly we zoom off. It's so amazing. I get a rush of adrenalin. We start doing loops and twirls and then we slow down to enjoy the night. We hear music from afar and I grab her and pull her close to me. I wrap my arms around her waste and she wraps her arms around my neck. We dance slowly. God she's beautiful. She bites her lip and I bite mine. I slowly lean in and she leans in too. I can feel her breath on my lips and then she drops her head to my chest. "I can't," she breathes out. I sigh and say, "It's okay. Just remember that when you are ready, I'm always available for you." We laugh and she puts her head on my shoulder and I hold her. I'm finally just the least bit taller. "Let's go back," she says. We fly back but slowly. Once we get back she changes into a pair of sweats and a T-Shirt in front of me. God she's perfect. I change into something similar in front of her. We crawl into bed and she sleeps on my chest and I wrap my arms around her. There's something wrong with her I just don't know what. The next thing I know I wake up with her still on my chest. God this could not be more perfect. She wakes up just a few minutes after me and she looks up at me and kisses me on my cheek and says, "I'm ready for that much." I blush a little and lean down and kiss her cheek. She blushes too. I love it when I can make her blush. She makes waffles, coffee, and bacon appear. She's so perfect. I can't wait until I can finally kiss her. I'll just have to be satisfied with my dreams till then. We eat and then watch Saturday Night Live. We love that show sooo much. We plan to audition together one day when we are older. We plan to do a lot of things together. I even plan to marry her but she doesn't know that. I've never been so comfortable around someone before. I can say and do anything when I'm around her. She gives me so much confidence. I feel unstoppable with her. She saw potential in me and now I can do more than I ever imagined. God I love her. I can't wait for her birthday.

Heather's POV:
Today is my birthday and he told me not to plan anything. I wonder what he has in store for me. It's been two years since I've celebrated my birthday. He says, "get dressed." I do as he says and I dress in front of him just because I know he enjoys it. God I love him. I'd do anything to make him happy . . . well, almost anything. He walks me out to the car and opens the door for me. What a gentleman. I smile at him and he's already smiling. We get to a movie theatre and he orders two tickets for Rocky Horror Picture Show. I instantly hug him and thank him. Then he takes me out to eat at a fancy restaurant that I've never even heard of and it's so delicious. After dinner he hands me a box  while we are in the parking lot. He says, "open it." I do and it's a key. I ask, "What's this?" I hold it up. He smiles, "it's a key." I can't help but smile, "what to?" He pulls me close to him with the arm that's already around my waist, "my heart." I was speechless. He kisses me on the cheek. I look up at him and grab the back of his neck and pull his lips down to mine and I give him a light kiss on the lips. He said, "wow, . . . uh . . . this is not going to be a common thing is it?" It's like he can read my mind, "no, I can't let it be." He asks me, "why can't you?" I'm going to end up telling him one way or another. I always do. Sigh, "I'm afraid. I'm afraid of getting attached and loosing you. I'm afraid I'll loose you the way I lost my mom. I can't take that again. I can't." He looked at me and his eyes made me melt. He said, "I promise you that you will never loose me. I understand that you're afraid. You don't have to be. I'll protect you the best I can. Like I said, whenever you are ready I'm here for you." I hugged him tightly and inhaled him. God he smells good. He stroked my hair and I gave him one last light kiss and said, "slowly." He smiled and said, "okay." We went back to his house and his family had a chocolate cake waiting for me. God he's absolutely perfect. We went upstairs it was close to 2:00 A.M. by then so we climbed into bed after putting on our pajamas. He wore shorts and a T-shirt I wore a night gown. When I woke up the bottom of my night gown had scooted up way above my waist into my the pit of my arm. His hand was holding mine and on my hip at the same time, his hands are so big. I didn't mind. Honestly, I quite enjoyed it. We are spooning and it's so perfect. He wakes up and I feel him lightly squeeze my hip as he stretches. God it feels good. I roll over to face him and I give him a light kiss. He says, "I don't think I'll ever get use to how perfect just a light kiss feels coming from you." I blush he continues, "or how amazing it feels to know that I flatter you enough to make you blush." "How are you so perfect?," I ask. He replies, "just lucky I guess." We laugh and I give him another light kiss. God, it does feel perfect to kiss him lightly.