CARDIGAN- J. HUGHES

Ten

Baby kiss it better

I found myself alone in my room the rest of the day ignoring everyone's calls, texts, and sitting on the floor of my bedroom in one of Jacks shirts I kept with me. It shouldn't bring me the comfort it does and I wished it didn't. But I couldn't fight my heart, I couldn't help that I convinced myself I was made for him. I'm too far gone now.

The wedding itself was in 2 days and that meant that after that if I wanted to, I could leave this island and escape everything and everyone if I really wanted to. I wasn't forced to spend the next 2 and half weeks here if I wanted to leave after the wedding. Yet, I had this feeling if I left I don't know when I would see Jack again. I didn't know if we would ever recover from this fucking trip if I left like this.

Fists pounded against my door and I groaned throwing my head back against my bed. "Go. Away. Luke. I love You but i need to stay in here before I drown myself in the ocean" I called. There was no answer just more fists banging on the door. "My gosh your lucky your my favorite person ever" I grumbled to myself as I opened the door.

It was sure as hell not Luke. I immediately went to slam the door in his face but he stopped it slipped inside shutting it behind him. I couldn't even speak. I just shook my head and walked back to my bed as tears immediately started streaming down my face. "Get the fuck out of my room" I forced out.

His eyes weren't angry, they weren't hurt, they weren't sinister or devious, they were sad. He looked just as sad and broken as I did as he watched me slump down on the bed, head in hands as I sobbed into my palms. "Lily..." he trailed off, his voice was small and soft just like it was when he was with me. When he would comfort me after I stayed up studying for an exam only to not do well. Or when me and Luke got into a fight and I was so sad. This sounded like my Jack. "Let me talk" he started.

"No. You've done enough talking. I don't know how you can be so cruel to me, I don't know what I did to deserve this" I shook my head and ran my hands down my face to rid my eyes of tears as I walked past him and grabbed the door handle.

"Stop" he huffed. "I'm sorry."

"Your not sorry Jack" I deadpanned. "I want to hate you. I should. I should despise you for everything but I can't and you know it and constantly abuse that. So please, just go" I begged.

He didn't say a word, instead he pulled me forward and placed his lips on mine. I was in shock but when I came to my senses I pushed him away with wide eyes.

My head was spinning and my heart was pounding in my chest as I looked at him. I was stunned. "I'm confused" I finally spoke. What the actual hell was going on? He was such a dick for the last week and a half an now he comes into my room, kissing me?

"I-I don't know why I just did that" he stuttered, also stunned by his actions. We both stood there, not moving and staring wide eyed at each other as the tension in the room reached an all time high.

The longer I stood there, staring at his stupid, perfect face the more my guard fell. I was being consumed by the haze that followed me everywhere, I was being suffocated by my feelings for him.

I'm not proud of what happened next.

We both met in the middle, lips smashing together as I jumped up wrapping my legs around his hips. He lifted me up, holding me up as our lips moved feverishly together.

I wasn't thinking. I wasn't worrying about what happens after. I was only being here with him, feeling him, kissing him, putting everything into him as though this was the last time because for all I know it would be.

Before I knew it he was walking over to my bed, laying me down onto my back while he situated between my legs. His lips trailed down my neck messily as I pushed his shirt up his torso until he quickly took it off. "You want to hate me but you have my shirt on" he muttered, kissing over the shirt down my chest and stomach.

"Shut up" I moaned as he pulled my panties off and threw them somewhere in the room. He started kissing my inner thigh and I was starting to get antsy. It's been so fucking long, I need him.

He laughed against my thighs before I felt him shift and within seconds I was arching my back off the bed with my hands curled in his hair while he worked his tongue against me expertly. "Oh Jack" I whimpered as he slipped a finger inside of me.

"No one knows you like I do. Remember that" he paused to say that before going back in, making my fucking head spin it felt so good.  He brought me right to edge before pulling away and coming back up to kiss me. I didn't care if I could taste me on him, I was more pissed he didn't let me finish. "Be patient." He smirked against my lips before I felt him thrust into me.

I wrapped my arms around his back, holding onto him as he moved in and out of me at a good pace. It felt unreal. He was right, no one would ever know my body the way he does. Why did he have to be right?

"You missed this didn't you?" He half moaned, though he still managed to be cocky. Of course, it was Jack we were talking about.

"Can you shut the fuck up?" I managed to say through the amazing feels he was bringing me. He only smirked at my response and started going a bit faster but not too much so I wasn't hurting.

As my high approached felt my fingers gripped his biceps and my teeth clenched down on my bottom lip. "Come on baby, im coming too" he grunted before I felt him release into me and I too saw stars as my back arched off the bed and into him.

He climbed off me and got me back his tee shirt I had on before before he dressed too and laid next to me. As I reeled in everything that just happen I couldn't help but feel sick to my stomach.

What the fuck did I do?

"Holy shit Lily we just messed up" he finally spoke from beside me, his voice full of emotion. "I just cheated on Sienna."

"Oh my God what the fuck was wrong with me?" I sat up resting my head in my hands. "I need to pee" I rushed to the bathroom to save myself from a uti. As I looked in the mirror I just continued to see me on this downward spiral and fuck, it wasn't feeling good.

"Lily what do we do?" He asked as I came back out and sat with my knees brought to my chest on the bed. This hurt.

"I won't tell her" I whispered sadly. He stayed silent. Neither of us knew what to do or what to say.

"I want to tell you that I'm sorry for everything I've said to you and for-for everything" he spoke softly before sitting up. "I don't regret what we did but I need to figure out what to do. I don't regret it but we fucked up" he sighed. I stared at the wall ahead of me as he walked out leaving me alone to register everything.

And I mean Everything.