Layla

day 9

I am woken up by jensen who I swat away . " five more minutes " I mumble annoyed the dream i was having got cut off. " c'mon you got an hour to get ready before we have to be at Jared's " jensen says blowing in my ear to annoy me. I swat my hand at him. " he can wait I was having a nice dream " I mumble annoyed. Jensen laughs and I feel the bed dip next to me. It's not the first time his wake up call fails and he joins me into napping again. Assuming that's what's happening so I start to doze off with that knowledge, until I feel his breath on my face " you know if you want me to kiss you all you have to do is ask " he whispers. my eyes fly open and my brain is on high alert , all traces of sleep gone. Jensen is hovering over my face and very close.      " what?" I stutter turning all shades of red on my cheeks. " I heard you talk in your sleep " he chuckles sitting back up next to me instead of hovering over my face inches away from my lips. I glare at him " i wasn't dreaming about you dummy " i say chuckling. He mocks hurt by placing his hand over his heart " then why did you said my name? " he glares back playfully. defeated I hop out of bed without another word and scream over my shoulder I'll be getting ready.

By the time I am ready and come out of the bathroom jensen is no where to be found in the room. Seeing as the weather is nice and we were going swimming at Jared's I chose my favourite dress. Its rather spicy with a deep cut and lots of lace and little bit of fabric covering the right places and very short . But it suits my body nice and it's one of the few things I actually feel rather sexy in and after my dream this is exactly what i need. With my head still filled with the dream I found the courage to actually wear this instead of jeans and a t shirt as usual. I put my hair in a pony tale and put my swimwear into a separate bag with a towel , a brush. I remembered not to put any make up on cause I do not want too look like a raccoon when I am swimming.

" JENSEN ?" I yell when I'm downstairs in the living room putting on my high heel sandals.  Can't wear a dress without heels. He comes around the corner right when I get up and see him stop in his tracks. " you ready ? " I ask taking my bag from behind me. I turn to look at him when he isn't responding even after i quickly checked the contents of my bag for a second time to see if i didn't forget anything. " jensen ? " I ask again and turn around the man is standing in the doorway looking at me , a little blush on his cheeks and a cheeky smile on his lips. i look at him questioningly as to why he isn't responding.
He walks up to me without saying a word and with a swift move  pins Me against the wall both hands besides my head while his entire body presses me against the wall  " we are not going " he grumbles with him so close i can see the sparkle in his eyes. Confused I look at his darkening eyes " but..." I start to say as his phone rings. He takes his right hand away from next to my head and fishes the phone out of his pocket without looking away from my eyes. " yes ? " he listens to the person on the other side before giving a big sign. " well be there in 15 " he huffs . with a quick move he stuffs the phone in his pocket again. " jared " he informs me"  he asked when we will be there apparently everyone is already there " he takes a step back without a word but still watching me intently . he shakes his head like a dog a few times before grabbing my hand and pulling me along to the car muttering things under his breath i can not understand. he literally pulls me toward the car we had used the day we went to set . i struggle to follow behind him with my high heels but when we reach the car he opens the door for me to get in.  When both of us are sitting in the car jensen starts the car and starts  driving . I look at jensen as my brain refuses to find a solution to the events earlier and i seem to be very confused. " uhm jensen ? " i ask the man sitting next to me while i study his face " What was that earlier ? " i keep looking at him  driving the car more focusing on the road then usual.

" have you looked into the mirror ? " he just asks instead of giving me an answering. Confused I nod my head yes. " yes , i did why ? i something wrong with the way i look " I ask getting more confused. " is there something wrong with what I am wearing ? " I ask getting worried. But he wouldn't let me leave the house if that was the case , he is too much of a gentlemen to do that but I had too ask. " I'm a man and I've only seen you in either your pyjamas or a jeans and shirt " he answers true his teeth rather harshly while still not looking at me. I stay silent for a bit trying to work it out . I feel sexy and slightly more confident but that does not mean I look like it for all i know i look like a mess and the dress does not suit me as i made myself believe. The dress covers everything that needs to be covered and is not extremely revealing plus you can see my stomach in it rather well so maybe that's the problem it's not like I am one of his supermodels with a great figure and a flat stomach. " dammit layla " he cusses and punches the steering wheel once he realises I won't answer and am still confused " your looking very extremely sexy in that dress ". I see his cheeks turn slightly red as if he is embarrassed to admit that and at that moment a light bulb lights up in my head , i realise suddenly why he did not want to go all of a sudden and what is with his mood changes.  "ooooh my god , turn back I want too change clothes " I almost demand feeling my cheeks burn a bright red and embarrassment setting in. i get a quick sideways glance from him. " what you don't like me being attracted too you ? " he asks with annoyance in his voice. i feel like i am digging myself a deeper and deeper hole here i wont be able to get out .