A Love Worth Saving (A Will/Tessa - Infernal Devices Fan-Fiction)

Chapter Seven

Chapter 7

Will

He kicked the door behind him closed and felt Tessa's heartbeat beneath her skin as he kissed her neck.

"What are we doing?" said Tessa, spoken like a whisper against his ear.

"The right thing," he said back, his voice husky from heavy breathing. They reached her bed and she began to unbutton his shirt while he fiddled with her dress.

"I can't-" Her moans caught him unawares. Was he doing something wrong? Will stumbled forwards, causing her to collapse back onto her mattress with a squeal. She laughed while he tumbled on top of her, and it was the most beautiful sound he'd ever heard. "Do this," she told him.

He paused, breaking away from her with a bemused expression.

"Are you sure?" he said dryly. "Because if you like, I can stop." He was teasing her, but for a slow second he wondered if she would actually take him seriously. She raised an eyebrow then pulled at his collar to bring their lips back together.

He didn't regret a thing, although at the back of his mind, he realised it was unfair: not only to James, but to Tessa as well. Then again, she was just as in control of herself as he was. If she wanted to stop, he wouldn't argue. Or at least, that is what he told himself. It was as though they were drunk – maybe somebody had slipped some of that magical lemonade from the party into his drink. But that was impossible.

All too soon, somebody rapped on the door of Tessa's chamber and he paused, staring down at Tessa and hoping whoever it was would leave. After a seconds silence he thought that his wish had come true, so he smiled and brushed his lips over Tessa's neck and heard her squeal as he tickled her with his breath. A rush of light made him roll over and he saw Sophie enter the room with a stack of towels in her grip. She began to apologise about something and then upon seeing Will she bowed her head abruptly and started to back out of the room.

"Sophie!" called Tessa from beside him. She pushed herself off the bed, leaving Will to look on as she went after Sophie.

He looked down at himself; his white bloused shirt undone at the neck, showing a strip of his chest. Sighing, he re-buttoned his shirt and moved to sit at the end of the bed. A few moments later, Tessa re-entered the room and her face was a picture of sadness.

Tessa

"Sophie!" she called, rushing off her bed frantically, forgetting all about Will and worried more about what exactly Sophie saw and if she planned on telling anyone.

"I'm so sorry miss," Sophie said with her head still bowed when Tessa caught her a few feet outside her bedroom door. "I should have guessed you'd be busy."

Tessa wasn't sure if she detected a bitter tone to Sophie's words, but decided to over look it. It wasn't like Sophie to be rude or be judgemental, at least not so openly.

"Sophie, please, just let me explain-"

Sophie glanced up, her eyes turned down as she stared at Tessa, pity drawn in her slight frown.

"There's nothing to explain, miss."

"But there is!" hissed Tessa. "There is! And if you'd just hear me out. What you saw-"

"I didn't see anything, miss Tessa. I merely opened the door, saw you were on the bed with someone and assumed it was master James,"

Tessa saw something in Sophie's eyes then, a spark of knowing. She's lying, she thought.

"Please don't tell him." pleaded Tessa.

"Tell who, miss?"

Tessa shook her head with a mixture of slight regret and sorrow. "You know who. It would only break his heart."