Stay

Break Her Down

"H-Huh?" I stuttered, and J.D took a step towards me.
"I've never cared about someone as much as I care about you," he started, rubbing the back of his neck. "I have feelings for you that I just don't know what to do with and-"
I shivered slightly, a dusk breeze floating through the air.
"Are you cold?" J.D asked, beginning to take off his coat. "Here, put this on."
He put his trench coat that had blue marks all over it over my shoulders, and then stepped back again. I swam in that trench coat, but it still did the trick. I wrapped it around myself and smiled slightly. It smelled of him and was warm.
J.D looked down again and chuckled. "You wouldn't be so cold if you were at least wearing socks," he said and I shrugged.
"J.D," I started, "I don't know what to do with-"
"I know you don't," he interrupted. "I know you're apprehensive about committing to someone. That you're scared they're going to leave you."
"Why were you being such a jerk?" I asked suddenly, trying to avoid what he had said just before.
"Because I knew you wouldn't take it," J.D replied. "I knew you hadn't changed as much as Veronica likes to say you have. It didn't make any sense, I mean, that was just who you are."
Tears welled up in my eyes as I continued to ignore J.D's comment about being afraid.
"I was not afraid," I mumbled sharply. "I wasn't scared of anyone leaving me. I'm not one of those people."
Tears streamed down my cheeks, and J.D gently grabbed one of my hands. As I began to truly cry, he pulled me into his chest and held me tightly.
"I'm not going anywhere," he whispered, his mouth pressed against the top of my head. "It's gonna take a lot more than that to get rid of me."
I giggled slightly, mid-cry, and nuzzled my head into his shoulder.
"Are Veronica or Scott home tonight?" J.D asked quietly, and I shook my head against him.
"Let's go watch a movie, then," he continued, lifting me up over his shoulder.
I laughed and lightly banged my fists on his back. "Put me down!" I squealed between a sniffle.
"No thanks," he said plainly, carrying me up to my apartment.
"You suck," I mumbled, and he laughed.
"I know," he admitted, setting me down in front of the apartment door. J.D stared at me for a second, chuckled to himself, and shook his head. "Will you be my pain in the ass again?" he asked.
"I guess," I groaned, and the both of us laughed.
I unlocked the apartment door and turned on the lights. Scott and Veronica had both gone out, so I had the place to myself.
"I think we both need to get this paint off us," I chuckled, seeing the blue marks on J.D's hands, arms, and face.
I took his wrist and pulled him towards the bathroom.
"Be gentle!" he whined. "I'm a weakling now, remember?"
"I didn't fall in love with no weakling," I said, turning to face him, and a smirk spread across his face.
"Forget I said that," I mumbled quickly, and he laughed.
"Whatever," he chuckled. "Whaatever."