{Unexpectedly Expected} [Jane x Jeff]

Chapter 8

*ALL PHOTOS DO NOT BELONG TO ME!*

     There was a knock on the door the pulls me out of my thoughts. I stand up and look around, finding my mask under my bed. I pick it up and put it on. I walk to my door and open it up. It's Clockwork, she has a bag in her hand. I look out the door, expecting the girls or Toby, but it's just her. "Come in," I say and move out of the way so she can walk in.

"I thought we could have some girl time!"

"Oh, that sounds great!" We walk further into my room and sit in front of my bed. "Look what I got," she smiles and holds up a few bottles.

(Yes I know Jane's underage, but she's 19 and Ik people drink at that age 😭)

"That's not?"

"Mhm," she nods and laughs. She opens up one and hands one to me, then opens a second for herself. "Have you had one of these before?"

"No,"

"okay, good to know." I moved my mask up, revealing my mouth, and I take a sip. My face scrunches up. "Tastes weird,"

"It will at first."

     We talk for a good bit until dinner, when someone knocks on the door. I stand up, almost falling over, but I make it to the door and open it. "Jane, it's dinner," Masky said. He looked over behind me and saw Clockwork too. "Natalie, it's dinner time." She nods and stands up. "Are you drunk?" Masky asks. "Uhmm... no?" I laugh. Masky shrugs and leaves.

Clockwork walks up to me. "You think he noticed?"

"Definitely..."

We slowly made our way downstairs and into the dining room.

I sit in my spot and cover up my face. Slender passes out everyone's plates and they begin eating.

I do what I usually do, though missing my face a couple of times."Jane, are you sure your not drunk or something?" I shake my head no.

You're lying.

I didn't notice when Jeff sat beside me and him staring at me.

I quickly finished as much as I could and stand up, running upstairs. I run into the bathroom beside my room and throw up everything I had just ate.

I quickly clean myself up and wobble my way into my room.

I walk in and throw myself onto my bed. I lay there for a while until there's a knock on my door.

Ughhh I don't feel like getting up.

They knocked a few more times before slowly opening up my door. "Janey?" It's Jeff.

That stupid nickname.

He sees me lying on my bed and walks over to me. He looks down, seeing all the empty bottles, and crouched down to stare at me. "Jane?"

"H...hi," I hiccup. "Janey, are you drunk?"

"No? Why does everyone keep asking me that?" I emphasized the 'o' in 'no' and shook my head. "You so are," he shook his head and smiles. He stands to leave and he turns around. "No, don't leave me," I frown. "I'll be right back," I pout but he still leaves.

     A few minutes later he comes back in with something in his hands. "Here," he hands me a cup of water and some Advil. I sit up quickly and cross my legs. "Hey, hey, don't sit up too quick," I hum and he helps me take the medicine, swallowing and coughing a bit.

He was about to turn to leave before I grab his sleeve. "What is it?" I pulled it another time and he got the idea to sit on the edge of my bed. "C...come lay with me," I hiccup.

He sighs and moves over beside me. I watch him, watching his face and his movements. "What?"

"I'm bored," I frown, though he can't see it. "What do you have in mind?"

"I dunno," I shrug. "You need to sleep, you're going to have a hell of a hangover tomorrow." I frown again and move to get under my covers, crossing my arms.

He moves to lay down so it's easier to look at me. I take my mask off, lying it down on my nightstand. He stares at me for a moment, looking between my eyes and my mouth. "What?" I ask.

He reaches out to touch my face, when I tense up, he doesn't move. He runs his hand down to my neck, pulling me closer, our lips almost touching. Our lips meet in a soft, slow kiss. His hand moves to my cheek, his other still on my neck, pulling me even closer. My arms move themselves around his neck, pulling him close as well. I can feel him moving to get under the covers, without pulling away.

Once he's under the covers, I can feel his hands travel down my body, landing on my waist.

My arms tighten around his neck, my fingers running through his hair, unknotting the tangles from his hair. His hands roam around from my stomach to my thighs, and I shivered at his touch.

I pulled away and huffed, definitely out of breath. "You good?" He asked, huffing as well. "Mhm... just... tired," I groan and rub my eyes. "You can go to sleep, I won't move," he smiles. I nodded and closed my eyes, cuddling up to him. He held my close, reminding me of when we were little, I sighed and fell asleep.

Again, for the second time, in the arms of the man I'm supposed to hate the most.

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Word count:927

How come this is the shortest one? 😭😭 also I just wanted Clockwork and Jane to have a one on one girl time.