In the end

Chapter 19 - Yours

~ Jared POV ~ Sunday Nov. 1st

I started to panic when her body went limp and she slumped forwards. I was able to catch her just before her head hit the coffee table. I cradled her in my arms and checked to make sure she was breathing. Her pulse was rapid but her breathing was starting to slow down. I started to relax a bit when it hit it that she had just fainted. I wondered if she was a diabetic or something. As I held her I brushed my hand over her forehead and through her hail. It smelled like strawberries and felt like silk. I looked at her face and she took my breath away. Her lips were slightly parted and her cheeks were flushed and she looked so pure and innocent I knew I would do anything to protect her. I had only met her five days ago and knew almost nothing about her but I couldn't stop the thoughts from running around in my brain. I was falling for her and I didn't want to stop.

She started to stir and her eyes fluttered before they opened. She looked at me with such raw emotion I could have cried. She looked around and when she remembered what happened her face transformed into a heartbreaking look of sadness and her eyes started to tear up. "I'm so sorry- you shouldn't have had to see that." Her voice was shaky. I simply brought my hands to her face and wiped away her tears with my thumbs before pressing my lips to hers for a moment. "You don't have anything to apologize for. Are you ok?" She nodded. "Yeah, just a fun as always panic attack." She said with a grimace. "So you've discovered my craziness." She said with a nervous laugh. "Hey. It's not craziness, it's biology." I told her about my struggles with depression and the Always Keep Fighting campaign. "Well aren't we a pair." She shook her head. I looked into her eyes. "I hope so." She wiped her eyes and giggled before she wrapped her arms around my neck. We lay there for what seemed like hours just holding each other.

"Mr. Big Time TV Star. I still can't believe it you know, I mean you're just so... Normal." I laughed. "You know all that fame crap isn't real. I mean not really. Those 'people' don't know me at all." "Do you have to go to work?" She asked while running her hands through my hair. Nope. Off till tomorrow." "Me too". We looked at each other for a moment grinning. Our faces all but smashed together in desperation. I could feel every inch of her body pressed against me and it wasn't enough. I sat up with my back against the couch and pulled her with me until she was straddling my lap. She pressed herself against my chest and fisted her hands in my hair. I wrapped my arms around her pinning her to me tightly. She ran her tongue across by bottom lip before taking it between her teeth lightly. I couldn't hold back the groan that escaped me and I felt her smile against my mouth. I brushed her hair back and trailed kisses along her jaw and down her neck. Her hands tightened in my hair and pulled softly when my teeth grazed the spot between her neck and shoulder. I couldn't help but raise my hips until I was grinding against hers. She let out a moan into my hair and I was almost finished right then. I found the hem of her shirt and traced my fingers along the skin of her back. Her skin was soft and warm and she shivered as I ran my hands up her back. I could feel my jeans getting tighter as she rocked against me. She  let out a breathy gasp when she pressed her hips tighter against me. She pulled back and stared into my eyes before putting her forehead against mine. We were both panting and I could feel her heart pounding against my own. She pulled away and looked down hiding her eyes like she was ashamed. "I want to I just..." "Look at me." I gently pushed her back so there was about a foot of space between us. "I think it's pretty obvious that all I want to do right now is rip your clothes off. But I want more than that, I want you." "I want that too. More than you know" I pulled her back into my arms and hugged her. She shifted her weight a bit and I froze. "What's wrong?" "Nothing, your just making things a bit hard at the moment." She pulled back. "Jared! I thought you were supposed to be this proper southern gentleman." "Hey this is you're fault." I gestured to her position still on my lap. She shook her head and lifted herself to stand up. She stretched her neck out and ran her fingers through her hair. I heard music faintly and she looked around until she found her cell phone that was plugged into the wall. She answered and I excused myself to the bathroom. I washed my face and brushed my hair back thinking about the last few days.

~ Bree POV ~

I picked up my phone and saw it was Jules calling. She wanted to meet for lunch but I was worried. I peeked out the living room window and sure enough that guy with the camera was still lurking across the street. I told her just to come over here instead of us going out. "Um sure...ok but why can't we go to that little-." I cut her off. "There's some stuff I gotta tell you in private ok." She badgered me to tell her now but I told her to shut up and just come over. "Fine bitch gimme a half hour." She hung up with a huff. Jared came out of the bathroom and noticed my frown. "Everything ok?" I held up the phone. "My friend Jules is coming over for lunch." He looked confused. "Is that bad?" "No I just- what do I say. I mean can I tell her about us?" He just laughed. "Of course. I mean if you want to." "Do you want me to. I mean I don't want this to be a problem for you or anything." I gestured to the paper still open on the table. He walked up and pulled me into a hug. "Trust me the last thing you are to me is a problem. Tell her if you want to, because I want to tell everyone your mine." I looked up at him in awe. I wanted him so much but I just couldn't believe that this perfect, beautiful, sweet as hell man wanted me too. I brushed his hair from his face. "I am you know. Yours" He kissed my forehead and whispered in my ear. "And I'm yours." I felt like my heart was going to burst from all the emotions rushing through me. I kissed him with as much passion as I could and I knew I was in trouble. It scared me how strongly I felt about him so fast. But with his arms around me and his lips moving with mine I didn't care. I didn't want to fight it at all.