She's My Girlfriend!

Chapter 42: Clumsy!

—-Jedean POV—-

"Jedean, Jemma, Noel, and Jade come on you four.

We need helping unpacking the luggage." I heard Jemma's sister say. I groaned as I stood up, grabbing my stuff.

"Come on you guys.'" I yelled down to the boys. They cried and whined, I rolled my eyes as I headed up to the house with them in tow.

Jade and Noel ran past us, heading up the beach steps, through the passage way to where the front of the house was. I was about to head up the steps when a hand glided into my own; fingers lacing.

I stopped as her body continued forward, so I caught up with her still trying to catch her eyes.

"...Jemma-." She squeezed my hand, not looking back at me.

"Just... sh and enjoy it?" She said in a curious tone I didn't really recognize. I shook my head in confusion, but tried my best to ignore that. I kept feeling my heart do like little jumps as I concentrated on her hand in mine. I probably should have been paying more attention as to where I was walking. Before I could realize what happened, I had walked right into the gate that you had to walk through. Like wow, how clumsy can someone be?

"Ugh... my leg! Jesus Christ..."I whined as I rubbed it with my other hand. I heard a giggle escape from her lips as she turned around, her hand still in mine.

"You alright?" She asked with an evil smile on her face. I rolled my eyes as I let go of her hand, shoving her shoulder back and walking past her, trying to regain some sort of dignity. Well, just so you know, that failed as well.

As I was walking through the passage way, I walked right into a vine groove. If you guys don't know what those are, they are the really lovely pokey and sharp vine roots. I groaned as I rubbed my side.

"Jesus fucking tits man! What is wrong with me today?" I asked rhetorically. I hissed as I rubbed it harder.

"I guess you're having bad luck." She said as she laughed. I looked back at her, my sunglasses hiding my evil glare.

Before I even gave her the chance, I pulled her into me, shoving her up into the little indention in the wall where no one could see us anyway. Her breath stopped as she looked down at me slightly, placing her hands on my biceps. I'm not sure if it was to balance herself out or to stop me. I leaned in and kissed my way up her neck; where it met her jaw-line.

Her hands squeezed my arms slightly as she rolled her neck to side. I smiled as I moved my body so that it was flush with hers, my hand sliding up into her shirt.

Jemma's arms snaked around my neck as she moved my head up to meet her lips. I almost whined as I felt how amazing her stomach was. I wanted to see it so badly, but knew that would just cross the line for her. Or at least... I thought it would? She pushed me away slightly, but not in a negative way; I guessed she needed a breather though. We stood there for a few seconds before she leaned back into the wall, her hands going to my face to remove my sunglasses.

"I really hate when you hide your eyes..." I felt my brows connect as I pulled away from her.

"What? Did I say something wrong?" I looked back at her and noted her confused frown. I gave her a timid smile as I placed my glasses back on.

"No, but we really need to go help unpack the cars." I said as I grabbed her hand, ignoring the slight tingly feeling shooting up my spine from us just touching. "We have till Monday to mess around." I informed her as I walked backwards, heading back to the front of the house.

She had a curious look on her face as she studied me.

"Ok...? What about it?" She asked with a tint of amusement. I gave her a genuine smile as I walked in pace with her.

"Oh, you'll see." Was all I whispered to her as we came in view of the trucks, now completely empty.

"Oh, gee thanks for helping." Daney mocked as she heaved two more suitcases into the house. Jemma's mom and my mom were both glaring at us.

"Jedean... why are your clothes wet?" My mom asked as she rolled her eyes at my shoulder shrug.

"I got hot?" I suggested to her.

Jemma's mom stifled a laugh as she draped her arm over Jemma's shoulder, heading inside. My mom grabbed me by the arm and 'escorted' me inside as well.

"By the way, you're cooking dinner tonight." My mom laughed evilly. I stood there in the entrance, with a sad expression on my face. I hate cooking... They will definitely regret that decision!

A/N: so guys, do think Jedean can cook? hahaha