Drive | Joult

Chapter 32

(Jennifer)

I stroll downstairs in a pink tank top and my same black shorts from last night. I find Blaine sitting on the couch. "Look who's awake!" He holds Collin up so he can see me and I smile at him. "I thought you'd never get out of bed again." He says, as I walk into the kitchen, I grab a banana and sit down on the couch. "You thought wrong." I roll my eyes and then smile as Collin laughs. He must think it's funny when I roll my eyes. "Is Ali still sleeping?" I ask, peeling my banana and taking a bite. "Still sleeping? No, she just went to sleep. She kept me up all night." He rolls his eyes. "Oh, I'm sorry." I get up to throw my banana peel away and come back. "I'm going to see Nick. I'll be back....Later." I put on my shoes. "Okay. See you later then?" He says, unsure. I nod my head and walk out.

I pull up to the hotel and sit in my car for a few seconds. There's a big chance that he'll slam the door in my face, but I have to talk to him. I sigh and step out of my car. I slowly walk into the lobby and realize I have no idea what floor he's on. "Hi, my husband is staying here and he forgot to tell me which room." I tell the man at the front desk. "All the-" He pauses for a second. "What's his name?" He asks in a different tone. "Nicholas... um... Hoult." I try to keep quiet so no one hears me. "He's in room 303." I smile and nod, then quickly walk away. I find the elevator and go to the third floor. I walk to room 303 and knock on the door. My heart is beating like crazy fast and my palms are sweaty. The thought occurs to me that he could have another girl in there, I'm sure he has many suitors. The door opens and I see his feet first. I look up and he doesn't say anything. "I came here to talk to you. I feel really bad about last night and I think we both weren't very mature about it and-" he stops me by doing something unexpected, he kisses me.

He quickly pulls me into the room and closes the door. He grabs a handful of my hair as he's kissing me and it kind of hurts, but in a good way? I wrap my legs around him and he lays me down on the bed. He climbs on top of me removing most of my clothes and his. I don't even stop to question his motives, I don't care why he's doing this. I want him. He kisses down my chest and stomach, stopping when he reaches my thighs. I can feel him breathing on me and I struggle to stay still. He holds my leg down with one hand and gently kisses my upper thigh. Then he pulls down my panties and buries his face between my legs.

I lay next to him, panting, the hotel pillows are comfortable. I turn on my side so I can face him and the sheet moves with me, covering most of my body and his. "You wanna talk about it now?" I ask, not really wanting to. "Nope." I lay back down and look up at the ceiling. After a while of silence I decide to ask again. "Now?" I continue looking at the ceiling. He doesn't say anything. "Nick, we have to talk about this." I say, at least I think we do. "What's there to talk about?" I turn on my side again. "Are you still mad?" I honestly never thought I would get this far. "Yes, very." He says, still looking at the ceiling. "Okay..." He takes a deep breath and then looks at me. "Well, as long as we are talking. I think you should know, I kissed Kristen. It was only once and she has a boyfriend anyway." He confesses. "That's...understandable." I sit up and find my phone sitting on the nightstand. I've been here for a little over an hour. "So, this Chris guy." He sits up so we're equal. "Yeah?" I set my phone back down. "Is he someone that I have to compete with?" I resist the urge to burst out laughing, I don't wanna piss him off when he just started talking to me again. "No, of course not. He's not even my friend anymore." I say. "So, do you have anymore ridiculous questions?" I ask, smiling at him. "Hmmm, one more. What does he look like?" He asks. I sigh and reach over to grab my phone. I hold it out in front of him. I give him time to look at it and then set my phone down. "At least you know I was thinking about you." I say with a laugh. He looks over at me like I'm crazy. "He's also British." I state, making my point clearer. "Oh Jennifer, I missed you like crazy." He wraps his arm around me and pulls me closer to him.

I lay my head on his chest and he keeps one arm around me. "How can you even be in the same room as me right now?" I ask, although I already know what the answer will be. "Because I love you." I'm about to say I love you too, when he starts talking again. "And because I know this might not be entirely your fault." I look at at him, confused. "You can't possibly be blaming yourself for this." I feel the guilt returning. "Yes I can. If I would've been here you probably wouldn't have even become friends with him." He says. "No, but Nick you still want a career and you should be able to trust me enough to leave and me not cheat on you." I get up. "Where are you going?" He asks, sitting up. I grab my tank top and shorts and put them on, then I shove my bra and underwear into my purse. "I gotta go home, I left Blaine there with the kids." I put my shoes on. I can't find my other sock. "You can't leave him there a little longer?" He gives me a pouty face. "No, you're the one who decided to stay at a hotel, remember? If you wanted to be an adult about it you should've stayed home." I kiss his cheek then walking out.

I arrive at the house and open the door to find not Blaine, but my mom and dad. "Mom! Dad! What are you doing here? Where's Blaine?" I realize I probably sound crazy and relax. "Blaine left. We got on a plane last night. Blaine called and he was worried about you, he said you and Nick broke up?" My mom says. I run my fingers through my hair, trying to fix my sex hair. "Uh, yeah. He's staying at a hotel. But it's gonna be okay, you can go home if you want. I'll be fine." I hate Blaine for calling them. "We can stay here until you work things out. Blaine said you went to go see him today? If you wanna go back we'd be happy to watch Collin and Ali." She says. "I, uh. Okay. I just should probably go get changed and stuff." I run upstairs and grab my bag. I throw all my toiletries and some clothes into my bag, then I get dressed in pajama pants and a t-shirt. I run downstairs and hug both of my parents. "I'll be back soon." I run outside and get back in the car.