Forever Yours (More Than A Feeling|Sequel)

Thirteen: A Secret To Be Kept (RATED [R])

Jimmy was there for the whole ten days I was on medication, making sure that I took it whether I wanted to or not. Then after making me take it he'd always make me feel better afterward in one way or another. After the second day, my throat stopped hurting and because I didn't feel the need to rip it out myself, I was willing to do more, so sometimes I got chased around the house like I'm being chased right now.

I ran up the stairs with him close behind, stomping after me. I wasn't sure why I was coming upstairs, but I thought maybe if I could get in my room before he really caught up, I could keep him from coming into my bedroom and cheat my way out of the tickle punishment I was about to get for calling him a doofus just after he gave me the last dose of medicine I'll have to take for my ten days.

Just as I was about to make a break for my room, I felt long arms restrain me from behind, and I kicked my legs outward to get away, but it was no use. He got me. 

"Mwahahaha, you're mine now!!" He yelled out as I kept struggling against him. 

"Noooo!!! I refuse to be captured!!" I tried pulling at his arms but he had a firm grip. He let out another evil laugh as he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. 

"It's too late for that! Should've thought about that before you called me a doofus!" Jimmy said, walking into my bedroom and throwing me down onto the bed. With that, he set to tickling my sides, starting with my weakest spot first because he knew I couldn't go anywhere under the siege of laughter. 

"Ok, ok, you can stop now!" I laughed. 

He laughed and said, "Apologize!" 

"I can't apologize for giving the truth!" I retorted, which just earned me tickles to the neck, my second weak spot. "Ok! Fine!" I said, and he stopped long enough to let me speak without bursting into laughter midsentence.

"I'm sorry for calling you a doofus." I apologized.

Jimmy grinned proudly. "You are forgiven." He laid down beside me as I muttered,

"Dork."

"What was that?" 

I held up my hands. "I didn't say a word." 

"That's what I thought." He stated, smirking. I just shook my head. 

We laid there and just talked for a while. We laid on our sides, facing each other. He would play with the bracelets on my arm while we talked, and when his eyes would move up to meet mine every now and then I couldn't stop my heart from skipping a couple beats. Every day I was reminded that there was now only about two weeks left before he was to marry Aubree, and every day I wish I could get the nerve to tell him how I felt about his marriage to her, but I never did. But when it was just us like this, I could kind of forget about Aubree and every thing that had happened. It almost felt like there was an 'us' again, even though I knew there wasn't, not the same 'us' that we had in the past.

Jimmy's hand moved down from my bracelet to cover my hand, and there were those familiar butterflies in my stomach again. When I could bring myself to look up at him, I found that he was waiting for me to do so, because he was staring down at me. His eyes met mine again and stayed there, and I swear to God he just got closer when they did.

Jimmy's POV

Over the past ten days, I'd had a lot of time to think. Unfortunately, not a lot had gotten accomplished, except for the fact that I knew I had a big decision to make. I'd asked her if she wanted me to marry Aubree because I needed to know how she felt about it, but since she wouldn't tell me anything of use, I guess that I would have to get it out of her in another way.