About Last Night

Chapter 22

•I'm told to stay strong, to keep fighting; but they don't understand.... I've already lost•

Kira P.O.V

Finally, after hours of being in a plane and sitting in silence with Jack I'm home alone once again. Jack said he'd be busy with unpacking, but he'll talk to me later. He alays does.

Jack fell for me believing him about loving me. No one can love me. I'm crazy. I'm the psyco girlfriend who doesn't believe her boyfriend when he says "I love you Kira." I'm the girl who wants one thing from a guy: His true love, not a lie. But somehow, I always get lies.

I somewhat believe Jack, but something is wrong. Theres no way a guy could go that long with loving a girl and dating another at the same time. I wish I could just know the truth about his "love" for me...

My thoughts are interupted by a ping from my phone. It was a text from Jack like he said.

Jack: I'm done packing... Can I come over?

Kira: Of course

I put my phone down and dressed myself in a hot pink bra with matching underwear, both were lace. I covered it up with a pink crop top and black yoga shorts, hoping it'd please Jack.

I heard another ping from my phone again and sae I was tagged in a tweet from Jack:

@littlejgriffo: My one and only @kirakosarin why can't we be together all the time?

@kirakosarin: @littlejgriffo I'm going to see you in like, 10 min. Satisfied enough? hint: movies and little clothes

@littlejgriffo: @kirakosarin yassss!!!

I laughed to myself at his tweets then put my phone down again. I ran my fingers through my hair to make my hair smooth for Jack. I heard my bell ring and ran downstairs to see Jack waiting at my doorstep.

"Hey baby!" I let him inside then locked the door behind us.

"Wow, Kira. Look at you..." He came behind me and grabbed my ass while pushing me against the door.

"You like? Or should I change?" I teased.

"No!" He yelled then cleared his throught. "N-no. Don't." He said in a normal voice this time.

"Thought so." I turned around so I could wrap my arms around his neck  with his hands still planted on my ass.

"So, what are we gunna do?" He asked, playing with my bra strap.

"Watch a movie?" I pushed him away, dissapointing him and his boner.

I ran to the living room and set up a romantic comedy for us to watch. I chose The Notebook just beacause I knew every guy hated that movie.

"Ugh, The Notebook? Kira, pleeeeease don't make me watch this shit!" He plopped himself down on the couch groaning and mumbling complaints.

"Shut up! Its a great movie! I always cry at the end." I sat down next to him with my head on his chest and my arms wrapped around his waist.

"Its so long though!" More complaints. Yeah... He wrapped his arms around me and kissed my forehead.

"Shut up, its starting!" I shushed him and bulgded my eyes at the screen.

I looked up at him breifly and saw him watching the movie with me.

He secretly loves it...