Jack held my hand as we ran down the hallway to his room. I couldn't help but let out the smallest giggle as we tried to be sneaky. As I let out the softest yelp as we went up the steps, Jack pulled me in front of him and kissed me deeply, pushing me against the wall. I couldn't help but run my hand through his hair as we kissed, "Shhhh." Jack chuckled as he slowly pulled away and began to pull me down the final hallway.
I giggled once more as we turned a corner and into my room. Jack let go of my hand as I went over to the bed and sat, he quickly made sure the door was locked before turning and smirking at me. The butterflies in my stomach seemed to have woken up now. I smirked back as he slowly walked over, slipping his suspenders off. He knelt in front of me, his hands on my hips while I pulled up my skirt.
Jack's eyes looked up at me as he kissed up my leg. I reached down, slowly unbuttoning his shirt and throwing it aside. His hand reached up and tangled into my hair, pulling me down to make our lips meet in a passionate kiss. As he deepened the kiss, his hands started to take off my gown and untie my corset. Once he succeeded, he slowly stood - still not breaking our kiss - and hovered over me as I fell back, wrapping my arms around his neck.
As his knees framed my hips, I gently pulled and looked up into his eyes. He smirked, looking at all of me before meeting my eyes. He leaned down so he pressed against me, and then, just as our lips connected deeply once more he-
A bright ray of sun shined through the window and onto my face, making my cheeks warm. My eyes fluttered open and I looked out the window, seeing the foggy valley. I placed my hand next to me, feeling the bed warm and the sheets wrinkled. And then I realized... I remember everything from my dream. Which means it wasn't a dream!
I rolled over and looked around the room, seeing my clothes scattered everywhere from last night. I looked at the night stand, seeing a note that read;
Kath-
Had to go get ready. Meet me on the back porch at 9.
-Jack
I quickly looked at the clock: 8:45. Shit! I quickly jumped up, going to the vanity and brushing out my hair. After struggling to get my undergarments on, it was 8:55. I went to my suitcase, digging through it to find my plum skirt that had lines down the front and a few ruffles in the back for a small bustle. It had a matching plum blazer with a little ruffle at the bottom of the sleeve, lined with lace along with the lapel collar. I put it over a cream colored, ruffle, collar blouse. I quickly tied on a purple and pink bowtie before clipping a plum belt around my waist that blended in with my skirt and blazer.
I pinned back my hair and grabbed my purse before leaving my room and running downstairs. I can't believe this. Yesterday I was running from Jack, now I'm running to him. After dashing through the lobby, I went out onto the porch and ran to the pack. Right by the rose cover trellis, I saw him standing there in a nice, navy suit and his gray Newsie cap. When he heard my heels click against the wood, he turned and smirked softly at me.
"Mornin'." He said.
"Morning." I smiled softly.
Jack smirked as he walked closer and I tossed my purse onto one of the tables. As we neared each other, my arms flew around his neck and we kissed deeply. I could feel Jack smile against my lips as he deepened our kiss, holding me tight in his arms. As the kiss grew more passionate, he lifted me up and sat me on the railing. Before things got any further, the sound of a throat being cleared was heard.
We pulled apart and looked behind Jack, seeing Phillip standing there, holding a bouquet of roses. Jack quickly pulled away and I stood, both of us looking down, "I came to apologize... I see Mr. Kelly has done a sufficient job at that himself." Phillip said.
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From The Journals of Katherine Plumber
FanfictionFrom the moment they met, and all through their lives, follow the somewhat tragic and very beautiful love story of Jack Kelly and Katherine Pulitzer. What will happen after the strike? Will Katherine's father approve? (Mature rating for suicidal tho...