My heart!
Bailey:
I opened my eyes and felt pain all over my body, mainly my legs...they hurt most of all and it's killing me! I have a major headache and it's like a migraine but one hundred times worse, why am I in so much pain? I looked over to my left and saw my dress on the floor, ripped, my fucking dress is ripped? Who the hell ripped my dress? That was my favorite. I looked to my right and saw Jax sleeping soundlessly and his chest was bare, shit! We fucked last night! Damn it! I cradled my head as I slowly sat up and saw my bare chest and smiled as I shook my head and slid out of bed, careful not to wake Jax up and pulled on his t-short and checked the time 4:58, great. I looked back at Jax before exiting the room, struggling to head downstairs and get some painkillers, why did I think having so much vodka was a good idea? It's not. I groped the wall as I made my way into the kitchen and turned on the light, shielding my eyes as I looked through a cabinet and found them, pouring out a few and got a glass of water by tippy toeing to get it and filling the glass with water before taking two and made my way back up the stairs and into Jax's room.
I quietly shut the door and set the painkillers and the glass of water on his side table and slid into bed just as Jax woke up.
"Where'd you go?" Jax croaked our as he whispered.
"To get painkillers, I got some for you too." I grabbed the painkiller and water and gave it him. Jax took them and swallowed the painkillers, drinking the rest of the water before handing me the glass back so I could set the glass on his side table. I slid under the covers and curled up next to Jax who kissed my forehead, burying his face in the crook of my neck and kissing it softly.
"Bailey?"
"Hmm?" I breathed in his scent as he smiled.
"We did fuck, right?" I smiled.
"Yeah we did, do you not remember?" Jax exhaled, making me giggle.
"No, I don't remember. Remind me to never drink that much again." Jax smiled against my neck as he nuzzled my neck.
"Sure thing, I'm never drinking that much again in my life." I shook my head, causing Jax to groan.
"Don't move." Jax whispered, his hot breath fanning against my neck and causing goosebumps to form on my skin and making me shiver. Jax chuckled as I smiled, the things that he does to me.
*******************I woke up to the sun filtering in through the window and looked at Jax as the sun hit his sleeping face, making it look perfect. I smiled as I lifted my hand and pushed a piece of hair away from his face and trailed my nail of my index finger down his cheek as his eyes opened and I felt him smile under my finger that didn't leave his cheek.
"Good morning, beautiful." Jax kissed my nose as I craned my neck and checked the time, 3:45.
"It's the afternoon, lover boy." I smiled as he huffed and rolled over where he on top of me.
"Well...afternoon then. But I don't care what time it is as long as I get to wake up to your beautiful face close to mine." Jax smiled as he kissed me softly.
"I have to take a shower, Jax...get off of me." I said as I tried to push him off of me but he wouldn't move and his eyes lit up when he grinned.
"Come on...we're taking a shower." Jax rolled off of me and picked me up bridal style as he started walking to the bathroom. Jax shut the door behind us and set me down as he turned the water on and pulled me closer to him, kissing me deeply and picking me up as he stepped into the shower, closing the door as I wrapped my legs around his waist. The water rained down on us as Jax pushed me against the wall and slid the shirt I was wearing off as he slid his tongue in my mouth, I forgot I was wearing his shirt...oops. Oh well, it's wet now. Jax flung the shirt out of the shower as his hands roamed my body while the water soaked us.
After an hour of making out in the shower and some thins I'm not going to talk about, we both stepped out of the shower with towels wrapped around our bodies and headed into Jax's room. I looked at my dress and frowned.
"Thanks for ripping my favorite dress." I said sarcastically as I looked at him.
"Oops, sorry...I'll just buy you another one, princess. Don't worry about it. You shouldn't have worn that anyways, I was planning on fucking you anyways." Jax shrugged as I glared at him.
"Well what if I didn't want to fuck?" I crossed my arms as Jax grinned.
"Clearly you did by the way you were screaming my name last night." Jax winked as my mouth dropped.
"At first I didn't...until we got drunk and we actually did fuck." I shrugged one shoulder as I picked my dress up and examined the huge tear down the back of it and shook my head.
"Oh get over it, I'm just going to buy you another one." Jax smirked as he got some boxers out and slid them on before dropping his towel and going into his closet to change,
"I don't know if the stores will have it, I got it in Florida last year and stores in Florida are different from stores here. In Florida they sell tropical stuff because you know...beaches, but here..." I trailed off as I looked around.
"I know, but I still want to see with you by my side,"Jax came out wearing a pair of black faded jeans that hung low on his hips and a fitted white v-neck shirt, "enjoying he view?" Jax smirked as he threw me a shirt of his and my bra and panties.
"Yep." I smiled as I slipped my undergarments on and threw my towel at Jax, hitting his face.
"Okay, now you're going to get it." Jax came after me as I squealed and tried running away but Jax hooked his arm around my waist and spun around before falling onto the bed Jax pinned my hands above my head as he began tickling me.
"JAX! STOP TICKLING ME, YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENED LAST TIME YOU DID THIS!" I yelled while laughing. Jax smirked as he stopped.
"I know, that's why I'm stopping so that won't happen again. Now come on, we have to go to your house so you can changes that way we can go to the mall and get you another dress...and maybe some other things." Jax grinned as he got off of me and threw the shirt at me. I slipped it on over my head and grabbed my shoes and phone before I exited the room but Jax came up behind me and scooped me up in his arms, don't making me squeal as he descended the stairs. Jax walked outside and placed me in my car, handing me my keys as he pecked my lips before getting into his car so he could follow me there. I rolled my eyes and started the car and drove away, quickly arriving at my house and pulling into the garage, thankfully not seeing my mom's car here, and got out and went inside. I ran upstairs and threw my phone on my bed and my shoes in the closet as I grabbed my faded ripped jeans and slipping them on before grabbing my maroon colored t-shirt that dropped over one shoulder and slipped that on over my head and pulled my high-top converse on and put my hair up in a messy bun and shoving my phone in my back pocket and running downstairs. I jumped down the last step and screamed when I saw Jax standing at the bottom.
"What the hell?! You scared the shit out of me! I didn't hear you come in, God,"I shook my head as Jax chuckled and opened the front door just as I heard the garage door open and a car pull in, "my mom's home, come on before she comes in." I rolled my eyes as I pulled Jax out of the house, shutting the door behind us and getting into his mustang and driving off just as my birth giver came out and began yelling at us.
"Why is your mom yelling? Should I go back?" Jax asked as he slowed down.
"No! Keep going, I don't want her to see you or meet you yet...she won't approve because you're not Dallas. Don't mind her." I rolled my eyes as Jax nodded and sped up and drove to the mall. Jax pulled into the parking lot and parked the car, turning the car off and getting out as I opened the door and hopped out. Jax came over to me and draped his arm around my shoulders and guided me inside and towards stores and began looking for another dress that Jax just had to rip! Thanks a lot Jax, not. I mentally rolled my eyes as Jax made his way to Victoria's Secret, great he's pick everything out...I can tell you that.
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