I am SOOOOOO SOOO SOO sorry that it took me so long to get this up, i just couldn't get it right, even now i'm not sure about this chapter but at least it's up for you to vote and comment ;D i would also do my first shoutout :O it's to the awesome tinzrulez (tina) - she wrote this awesome story called A New Cure - it's about this girl who's stuck in a mental institute but falls in love with her new therapist, i know i probably havent made it sounds as good as it really is just then but it's one of the most amazing stories ive read on here, i just couldn't keep reading so i hope you all read it too, it really it good XD anyways, enjoy x x
Rochelle's POV
I stirred from my sleep to find Jenson's arm slung over me. I snuggled in closer to his warm bare body when his eyes flickered open. His gaze was unfocused for a second but then he looked down at me, his dark hair a sexy mess and his eyes warm, and he smiled at me. I wanted to reach towards him and kiss those soft lips but I kept my mouth shut, terrified in case I had morning breath.
I smiled at him and slid out of the warm haven of the covers and stood up. His eyes were on me so I thought I'd make a show of it. I stood up slowly, meaning his eyes were drawn to my ass. I walked to his bathroom with my hips swaying. I heard him wolf whistle and I walked. I turned and winked at him before closing the bathroom door after me. I giggled to myself quietly, loving the way I was so confident and flirty around him. I sighed a content sigh, and started to look for some mouthwash or something. I found some pretty quickly and poured a little into my mouth and swilled it around. I spat it out and pulled my head back up to look at myself in the mirror. I was practically glowing when I smiled, and I liked it.
I heard a knock on the door and I opened it slowly. Jenson was stood leaning against the door frame.
"So what would you like for breakfast?" he asked, as he slid his arm around my waist, pulling me closer.
"What've you got?" I asked, moving so close that we were only an inch apart.
"Pancakes?" he said, with a small smile. I grinned and kissed him quickly.
"Sounds good, chef" I said, with a wink, before moving back and closing the door on him. I heard laughter from the other side and smiled. I brushed through my hair quickly as I started to smell delicious smells from the kitchen. I looked myself over once more, still smiling at the sight of me in his shirt, and then walked out of his bathroom. I walked out of his bedroom, down the stairs. There he was stood in boxers and an apron. I giggled at his appearance and he looked up at me with a grin.
"Pancakes, for the lady" he said, with a smile at me as he set a plate down on the counter in front of me.
"Thanks" I said, with a smile as I pulled a chair up and began to eat. They tasted deliciously and I nodded my head in approval. He grabbed his own plate and sat down next to me.
"What's the time?" I asked with a mouthful of pancake. He down to the watch that was now on his wrist.
"Just gone past 9" he said, I smiled, I was officially bunking school now.
"I called in sick, and then called pretending to be your Dad, saying you were ill, is that okay?" he asked. I grinned at him.
"That's great, and they actually bought it?" I asked, laughing. He nodded.
"Definitely" he said with a smirk before putting more pancake into his mouth. I had finished mine by now so I took my plate out, and put it into the dishwasher. Jenson followed me in and put his in too.
"Shall we go then?" he asked with a grin. He was dressed, but I was still in his boxers. I wanted to keep his shirt on, I liked the smell and the feel of it so I quickly ran into his bedroom and slipped my shorts on and then ran back to him.
"Yeah, let's go" I said, smiling as I pulled on my converse. He laughed, pulled on his shoes and we rushed outside. He hurriedly locked the door and we ran to the car, giggling like insane people. We had just got in a shut the doors when he leant over and kissed me roughly. I smiled into the kiss and kissed him back with everything I had inside me. He pulled away and put his hand on my cheek.
"Thank you for talking me into this" he said, grinning, and his eyes sparking. I kissed him quickly once more, still wanting to feel those lips on mine.
"No problem" I said, and then the turned the key in the ignition and the engine roared into life. We drove quickly through back streets, just in case the speed cameras caught us, Jenson had said. It was an hour's drive to the theme park but it didn't seem like that. We talked the whole way, carefully avoiding anything about cancer. He started to tell me about his family.
"I have a brother and sister, both younger" he explained, but I noticed he didn't smile when he thought back to them.
"Do you talk?" I asked, playing with a bit of his shirt that I was still wearing.
"I talk to my sister, but not to my brother" he said, and his jaw clenched.
"Oh, how come?" I asked, quietly, hoping I wasn't seeming too nosy.
"He's in prison, and he will be for a long time" he sighed. I opened my mouth to ask why and he chuckled.
"Seeing as you're about to ask, he's in prison because he attacked my sister, with a knife, she's got a scar on her face that runs all the way down her neck because of him" he said, staring straight ahead as he said all this. I was shocked.
"I'm so sorry" I whispered, and I put my hand on his knee. He turned his head for a moment and smiled at me before turning his attention back onto the road.
"It's fine, it's not your fault, I figured you should know everything there is to know about me, there's still more" he said, smiling. I squeezed his knee, trying to convey that I understood, at least a little.
"We don't have to talk about this now, we can save it 'till later and just concentrate on today, if you want" I said, cautiously. He blinked quickly and I could tell he was trying not to cry. He sighed and nodded.
"Sorry, I shouldn't be being so intense, this is meant to be a good day" he said, with a shaky smile. I smiled back at him, hoping he'd realise I was fine with whatever he wanted to do.
The rest of the car journey was silent but it only took five minutes until we were pulling into a big field where cars were parked in long lines. We park our car where the men in the yellow coats told us to. I went to get out of the car but Jenson grabbed my arm.
"Wait" he said, with a smile and he got out of the car. I did as I was told and he came round to my side and opened my door. I was just about to ask him what he was doing when he slipped his arms under me and gently lifted me up. He kicked the door shut and locked it with his key. I kissed him gently.
"Why are you carrying me?" I said, slightly amused.
"Well you can walk in the mud if you want" he said smirking and I laughed.
"Thanks" I said, as he put me down on concrete, at last, at the entrance. He leant down to kiss me when his eye caught something. His face turned pale.
"Shit, run" he said, quietly.
