Words are Words (Dan Smith - Bastille Fanfiction)

Chapter 8

After a long walk back where most of the time I got lost in my thoughts, I was finally back home. My keys jingled in my cold hands as I opened the door, I was freezing and needed to be inside in the warmth.

As soon as I got inside I heard the sound of footsteps upstairs. Jake. Why was he here again? He had only just left before and just now was suddenly back? This isn't even his apartment. I hope he hadn't been here long because I just couldn't be bothered with his lecture tonight that I was sure was going to come.

"Violet?" He yelled from upstairs.

"Jake?" I asked back, earning a laugh back from him that I could faintly hear from downstairs.

"Hey..come upstairs."

I followed his words, even though I was still pretty annoyed with him for what he had done. If it was my choice I would have spent this night on my own and I was..well I was exhausted. Today had been a long day.

As I turned the corner to walk in to my bedroom where I expected him to be, he shocked me by unexpectedly sitting on the floor on the upstairs landing. He looked up at me before smiling, I gave him a puzzled look before sitting down next to him after he patted the space on the floor beside.

"What are you doing here?" I snapped, one of us finally saying something, stating the obvious. He gave me a look as if to say 'if I wasn't trying to be a good boyfriend right now I would completely lose it'.

He looked away from me for a second as if to get himself back together before speaking.

"Violet...I'm..sorry, sorry for everything..I guess something just came over me, I just..I missed you."

I propped my head up against the staircase rail we were leaning against and closed my eyes momentarily, they were soon after opened to see Jake staring at me, wondering what I was going to say.

"So..are we okay?"

I took a pause, staring into his puppy dog eyes, I swear this guy could fool anyone with his looks. He was undoubtably attractive, his messy blonde hair fell right into place, brown eyes so dark they looked almost black, as if they were deep galaxies holding a thousand thoughts. But looks weren't everything, I pushed that sudden thought to the back of my mind.

"Of course we're okay Jake, just please don't do anything like that again, okay?"

"Okay." He answered without hesitation. Why does he keep doing these things and then just apologizing to me? Does he even mean it? He doesn't make sense to me sometimes.

We both smiled at each other before he leaned forward, moving closer to me as he placed his warm hand on my cheek. I turned to the side, looking through the staircase rail on the landing back at the front door. My mind travelled back to the previous events that occured tonight. I felt bad for Dan, I know I hardly knew him but I shouldn't of just left him hanging like that, who knows when I will see him again.

My thoughts were too overpowering to realise that Jake was infact staring at me straight, following where my eyes were looking back downstairs.

"Are you okay?" He murmered, shuffling even closer to me now to the point that our chests were touching. I was facing him but looking otherwise.

"Yeah..it-"

"So what's the problem?" He asked, with more force. He gave me a smile that held sarcasm, he was trying his best to stop from arguing with me tonight.

"There's no problem." I smiled, returning the favour.

"Good."

I let my eyes stay focused on him this time, seeing him lean forwards again, pressing his chest against mine more forcefully, leaning his head forward, leaving wet kisses in the crook of my neck. I kept my eyes open at this point, watching his every move. His hand travelled up my leg, his other holding my jaw in place while his lips began to kiss up my jawline.

I tried my best to relax even though I wasn't in the mood for any of this tonight. I let my eyelids close swiftly, reaching my hand round the back of his neck, taking the small pieces of the ends of his hair between my fingertips.

He was now kissing me fully on the lips, I felt him smile in between the kisses we shared as he brought his knees to the sides of myself, beginning to lie on top of me, forcing me down on to the hard floor beneath himself.

"Jake.." I began to say but he wasn't listening. He was in his own little world right now and there was no way of getting him out of it.

His hand moved further up my thigh, his other taking both my wrists in between his long fingers, keeping them above my head. He wasn't even focused on myself at the moment but only my body and only what he wanted it for.

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Author's note: sorry for the cliffhanger but I have to put this full chapter in two otherwise it would have been reallllly crazy long. I will update soon though.

Also, I picture Jake as Evan Peters if you were wondering what he looked like in my opinion, I'm still not sure about Violet though hahaa and obviously Dan is Dan Smith. Just incase you wanted to know. :)))