The life and times of Tiger-lily jones

That cliche chapter

“ACE! What are you doing here?” I screamed at him whilst pulling him inside. 

“I’m sorry Tiger-lily but I couldn’t handle it at home anymore, my mum kicked me out, can I stay here?” He replied in a soft, concerning voice. 

I could almost see the hurt in his eyes, I never knew he could be like this, he was always so smiley and happy, I always wished I was like him. But now I didn’t. The hurt that filled his eyes was painful to see, I knew he'd cry any second, and every second I gave no response, killed him more. I shouldn’t just stare, that’s weird and awkward. 

I finally replied after I got over my astonishment. 

“YES! OF COURSE” I ran upstairs and grabbed him a towel, I threw it down to him, he dried himself while I set up the spare bed in my room, Ace had stayed over so many times, my mum just ended up buying him a bed and I set it up every time he would come over unannounced, I never understood why he did that but I guess now I have a general idea. 

“You can come up now Ace!” I screamed out over the barricade. 

He came up stairs and I grabbed his bag and ran to the laundry to put all the wet clothes in the dryer, it looked like he had brought his entire wardrobe and because of the rain it was all wet.

I ran back upstairs to him, 

“What happened?” I asked when I sat down on my bed, which was parallel to his. 

And this is where he started to explain

“I can’t handle it at home anymore babe, it’s too hard, my dad died when I was 6” his voice grew wobbly. Hearing that explained so much, I’d never met his parents, they were always “working” 

“Ever since my dad had died my mum started to blame me, she grew more and more abusive as I grew older, and when she wasn’t home she was at the bar, that’s why I like to spend so much time here, I hate being at home, I love being here, there is so much warmth and love” He continued, his voice barely audible, tears pouring out and eyes red. 

I gave him a hug as I thought. This explained so much, why he never had a phone, or food, why he was so skinny, why I could never meet his parents, why I never saw photos of his parents or him together whenever I did go to his house. I admit, I did start crying. 

“Why didn’t you tell anyone, or me? Why did you hide it?” 

No response. 

I stopped hugging him and I pulled his head away from my shoulder and made him look in my eyes, his gorgeous brown eyes filled with so much hurt and so much pain, just looking at them, I knew how much pain he was in. Then the unthinkable happened, something that shouldn’t of happen, but god it felt so good, my first kiss, although it shouldn’t have been with a crying distraught boy, who probably didn’t know his left from his right at this point in time, what made it worse was that I had no idea what I was doing, and also the fact he dated one of my friends. 

I decided to interrupt the kiss 

“UH… your clothes from the…….. uh………. dryer” I stuttered. I ran out to grab all his clothes and dumped them in a basket. I brought the basket upstairs and gave it to him, he knew what to do because he already had his own set of draws. I walked out to talk to mum. 

I knocked on her bedroom door

*knock knock* 

“Come in!” she screamed over the top of her television screen. 

“Hey mum, Ace is here, is it okay if he stays here for a while, we will explain the situation in the morning, is that cool?” 

“Yeah sure babe, good night Bella” 

Bella means beautiful, that’s what she calls me when she is in a good mood, its kind of cute really. 

“Good night mum” I replied as I walked out of her massive bedroom.

I walked into mine, Ace had gotten changed and was getting his bed ready. 

“She said it was cool that you stayed here.”  

“Awesome, I’m kind of tired, I’m just going to sleep now.” 

“Okay” I said as I sat back down at the computer, I didn’t really want to talk about what had happened 20 minutes before hand, instead I’m just going to sit here and reblog things. To distract myself. It’s how I cope with things.  

I went to bed at about 11:00 as usual, but I don’t usually sleep for a couple of hours, I had awoken again at about 2:30.

“Ace? Are you awake?” I asked in a whisper hoping for a response. 

“Yeah, I am now” He replied. 

“Can I tell you a secret?” 

“Yeah for sure babe” 

“I enjoyed the kiss, a lot” 

“Me too” 

And then there was silence, for a split second I thought he had fallen asleep. That wasn’t the case. In felt a hot breath above my lips, it made my skin tingle, then I felt his lips crash to mine. This kiss was fast paced as if he was trying to achieve something, or get somewhere. The next thing I felt was his hand, sliding, from the soles of my feet to my mid-thigh, this made me nervous, I was too embarrassed to admit I had never kissed anyone before him, but it felt like it was needed so he understood. 

“I need to tell you something, I have never kissed anyone before you” I said, interrupting this very intimate moment with my fast paced talking. 

“Its okay, but I need to confess something” He proclaimed. 

“Then just say it” I confirmed that I was ready for his news, not showing in my voice the butterflies in my stomach, which were flying vigorously. 

He grabbed out his phone and started typing, and boy was he a fast typer, Jesus Christ. 

He finally handed me his phone and I read it:

Tiger-lily Jones, You are the most beautiful person in this world, I’ve fallen in love with your voice, I’ve fallen in love with your eyes, your lips, your hair, everything about you, I’ve been sent crazy every moment I think about you, knowing I can’t have you in my arms when things go wrong. I’ve watched every step you’ve taken, and I’ve fallen in love. I love hearing you talk about your day, I love every moment we spend together, I don’t know if you feel the same, and I’m quite scared to know the answer but I don’t care, it’s something I’ve wanted off my chest for a very long time, I hated every moment I was with Khloe, because it wasn’t you I was holding. I cried, I admit I cried because I knew I ruined the fact we could have anything. I wish we could. I just want to know one thing. Do you feel the same? 

I wrote back, one word. One single word. 

Yes!

And that was it, I gave him his phone and waited for a response, and what he did was something I was waiting for, for a long time. 

“TIGER-LILY JONES” He proclaimed. 

“Yes” I said quietly. 

“WILL YOU BE MY GIRLFRIEND?!?” 

“YES!” I said kissing him. 

A/N: a lot of things happened, the story is moving quickly, but it’s going to last a very long time.  Its also very cliché, and I apologise but I couldn’t help myself. 

Thank you to my beautiful friend Rebecca for editing this story, I much appreciate this, and ill dedicate this chapter to you, if you want to follow her, just look at the dedications. ^.^ thanks for reading!