XVIII. I DON'T KNOW

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chapter eighteen - july 16

alaska had woken up before jack had. since jack was laying on top of her basically with his arms wrapped tightly around her, there wasn't much she could do. so she laid there, watching him sleep. she trailed her fingers down his face and smiled. 

it's been quite a while since they've gotten together, and she still couldn't believe her luck. he was hers, not some blond bombshell or gorgeous brunette or one of his bitchy/annoying flings. she knew that she had been his from the start, because no one had her heart like he did, but she always doubted the fact that she was his. sure, he had treated her differently than any other girl - she noticed that part at least - but she had thought it was a game.

now, here she was, in his house, in his room, in his bed, in his arms. there was no other place she'd rather be. she couldn't help it when he tilted her head up to give him a small peck. she went to pull away, but was taken by surprise when he held her in place and kissed her back.

after a few seconds, he pulled away. "just how i love to be woken up."

"now that you're up, can you please let go of me now?" she asked him sweetly. even when she loved the feeling of his skin on hers, she was starting to feel a bit claustrophobic. plus, her feet was numb, and she was itching to move it. 

"no. i don't feel like doing that," he said, pulling her even closer to him. her head was now buried in the crook of his neck, and his legs trapped her. 

"jack.." she whined. "if you don't let me go, i'll pee on you," she warned.

he laughed. "what?" he said through his laughter.

"i'll only warn you once."

"okay. okay," he said, still laughing. he untangled himself from her. 

she stood up from the bed, and stretched. she then repeatedly stomped her foot on the ground.

"what are you doing?" he asked her.

"my foot's numb," she told him. "it feels like a thousand ants crawling on my knee, and i hate that, so i'm trying to get rid of it."

he chuckled, and raised his eyebrow in amusement. "okay then. don't you have to go pee?"

"no," she said nonchalantly, shaking her head. "i only said that, so you would set me free."

he had a grin. "so you tricked me?" he questioned her, and she merely shrugged, acting all innocent. he sat on his knee, and went behind her. he wrapped his arms around her waist, and kissed her neck. "you're in for it now," he whispered huskily. she leaned against him, before letting out a yelp when he carried her onto the bed, hovering over her. he grinned evilly before attacking her with tickles.

she thrashed around, laughing out load. "jack!" she exclaimed, trying to roll away from him. "stop!" she screamed through her laughs. by now, she was gasping for air. "please," she whimpered. he smiled before stopping. he then attacked her again as he peppered kisses all over your face. "jack," she laughed, "i think that's enough now."

"can't i just continue on with kissing you?" he questioned, stopping his movements and just looking at her. every time he saw her, he couldn't help allow a smile to take over his face. she had begun to take a toll on his life, and her face was what he looked forward to everyday right when he woke up. "i'm a really lucky guy to have such a beautiful girlfriend."

alaska blushed immediately at his words. she felt loved, and that made her love him anymore. "stop kissing my arse," she joked.

"arse?" he questioned, shaking his head. "i think you're trying way too hard to be british."

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