Hidden Temples

(15) Sweet

                               (Rue)
Jack pulls out of the hug, making me feel cold a empty inside.
But when he smiles at me, some of the warmth returns.

"I can stay here longer if you need me to," he says.

So now he's stepped into the role of the sweet, and protective boyfriend, it's kind of cute how he says it though.
But he's not my boyfriend, and we're not dating.
So, more of a sweet and protective close friend mode? Nope, doesn't sound good.

"You should get going," I say.

"Oh so your kicking me out?" He says in a playful tone.
I grin, and nudge his shoulder lightly.

"No, but your right I've got to get going."
He squeezes my hand, one last time, before getting up, and walking to the door.
"I'll see you tomorrow then," he says.

"Bye," I smile back.
He quietly shuts the door, and leaves.
I can't believe I did that. Why did I do that!?
But it felt right, and I won't let him get involved. I'll promise him that.
I sigh.
Then crawl into my warm bed, not caring that I still have my outdoor clothes on. And burry myself under my covers.
I close my eyes, and let the lonely and sad thoughts slip away, leaving me with peace, and comfort.
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         (Jack)
Wow.
She's a really good kisser.

I close her door, and let the wind sweep me away.

As I enter my temple, I can't stop thinking about that kiss, and her.
So she does want me.
But something tells me that she's also nervous, and scared.
I think back on what she read to me.

I shudder.

I just kissed the decedent of a killer that almost ruined the hidden temples, and all in it.
But Rue is nothing like them, she's not a killer, or a bad person.
I know it, I'm sure of it.
But I'm not sure she does.
And I'm going to do everything in my power to make her believe me.
I won't let anything happen to her. But it's not like she can't handle herself, believe me she can.

I smile at the thought.
Then I open my door, and slip on a clean shirt, and head to bed.

I try to close my eyes, but I can't help but wonder if she regretted that kiss.
I didn't.
What if she did? and there's still nothing between us.
But she did kiss me back, that's gotta mean something.

Right?

Of course it does, I'm just overthinking this.
I sigh.
I want to just race back to her room, and keep her company.
But I can't.
Then I close my eyes, and wonder if tomorrow is going to be awkward?
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      (Rue)
I yawn, then look out my window.
Great, I've woken up early.
Then an idea hits me.
So I pack up my things, and get dressed.

I'm going to wake Jack up today.

The wind that's carrying me, gently puts me down, and I walk into the large temple, up to Jacks room

Knock knock.

I hear rustling, and the creaking of floors, inch toward the door.
Jack opens the door, already dressed, curiosity worn on his face.
He grins.
"Up early I guess?" He asks.
I grin back.
"Yep, thought I'd switch arrangements up, and come to you."
He chuckles.
"Well let's go then."

We walk down his stairs, and outside, then he turns to me,

"The thing is, we have absolutely nothing to do, you've mastered everything, literally everything!"
I grin.
"We also can't just stay home, mistress will know."

Jack stares off into space for a moment, before his eyes light up.
He looks at me, with a look that I know means no good.
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" He asks.
I laugh.
"I think I do," I say.

He takes my hand, and he calls the wind to his side, spiralling it around us, before we vanish into thin air..

"I knew it!" I say, staring at the narrow buildings of London.

"C'mon, I have a new place to bring you."
I grin as he pulls my arm, and forces me to follow him, down a curvy road, where lots of rich people's houses were lined up neatly.

"Here we are," Jack says pointing to an tall and beautiful White House.
It looked like it belonged to a millionaire.
"We're are we exactly?" I ask.

"My home, well it used to be, now it's just an old empty, house."

I run my hands along the precise curvy white lines, along the side of the house.
"Come," Jack says taking my hand, and pulling me to the back of the house.
He digs his hands inside a large flower pot, and pulls out a pair of keys.
I can't contain my laugh.
He grins at me.
He turns the knob, and he pulls me through the door with him.

We run along the empty hallways, and past covered furniture that's covered in dusty cloths, and thick plastic on top of it.
I also laugh when Jack almost trips over a piece of wood.

He stops in front of a small closet, and says,
"Okay this is it!"
I stare at him in disbelief.
He chuckles.
"Oh, just follow me."
I stop.
"You mean in that small thing?" I ask.
"Yep, and it's bigger than it seems."
I shake my head and laugh.
We barley fit in the closet.
We manage to make a slightly comfortable position, with my body leaning to the side, and Jack in front of me, pressing against me.
It really felt like the part in Harry Potter, when Harry and Rita Skeeter were together in that broom cupboard, squished together.
"What now?" I ask.
"Or is this the part you wanted to show me?"
"Ha ha, very funny," he says, while his eyes twinkle.
"But the thing I want to show you, is behind those."

He points to the coats and sweaters beside us.

Okay now this just feels like Narnia.

I laugh softly.
"Really?" I ask.
"Really," he says smiling.
"Okay."
We push ourselves through the dusty coats.
I cough, and cover my eyes.
When I open them, I gasp.
All around me is glassy and smooth, pearly white walls.
The room is circular, and has light green vines, with beautiful flowers, with all kinds of different colours.
The floor's curvy, and bumpy, yet smooth.
The floor runs along the circular room, creating a pool type thing, with the clearest, and bluest water I've ever seen in my life.

"Wow," I say.
"Beautiful isn't it?" He says.
I nod, not sure what else to do.
"Come."
Jack slips of his shoes, and sits down on the floor, near the edgy, dipping his feet in the water.

I smile, then copy Jack, and sit down beside him, dipping my feet into the cold water.

We sit and talk, and talk some more, laughing, and splashing
each other with water.

When I'm with Jack, my fears and seems to seem to slip away, I feel more comfortable, and it's easy to talk to him.
I can't help but wonder if my feelings are getting stronger.
I can't help myself.
It's hard when he stares at me with those eyes, the way these sparks erupt between us when we touch.
Or the way he gently brushes my skin with his hands, sending all my worries away.
The way he makes me feel.
Not to mention, he's pretty cute.
God, why did I just think that?

I just hope that I don't get him involved in anything dangerous.