FOOLS GOLD

WINDOW

  Part 5 the one with the unlocked window and the night gown

     She wasn't well. It was only two weeks until she had to flee to Germany . She was pacing around her sunshine ridden room.

She heard her window click. She spun around faster then she did in every one of her dance classes.

"Zut!" She said frantically when she saw the familiar mop of black hair that appeared leaning in her window sill.

"What are you doing here Mike?" She ran her hands through her hair while walking towards him delicately.

"Well I couldn't have just walked away, after all you gave me quite the show the other day.." He licked his chapped lips.

"But.. But how did you find out when I lived, how did you find out where my maison was located.."

"That... That is complicated.. But on more important matters.. Why didn't you tell me you were the daughter of Mr.Ives?!"

He furrowed his brows and shook his head.

"Your not really Eleanor Hopper either right?!"

She shook her head hesitantly looking down at her shoes.

"Spectacular! No wonder I couldn't find your name in the phone books! What else are you lying about!?!" His hands flew up and he pulled on his hair.

"I-I.. You are right.. I am Jane Ives.. But nothing else is a lie! I swear!" She pleaded.

"How about the last few days huh? Was everything else a lie too? Was I getting conned by Mr.Ives daughter just for the deal? I bet you don't even like me." His words were like acid to her heart.

"No! I really enjoyed spending time with you Mike! Je t'adore!"

"Can I really trust what you have to say? I mean, we've only known each other for a few weeks, I knew it. Who would like stupid Mike Wheeler?!" He made his way back towards his window flinging open the hinges.

"Mike- Wait!"

He didn't seem like he wanted to wait, but he turned on command.

"What? What Jane. What could you possibly say more that wouldn't hurt me?!"

He had called her Jane.

"I-I love you!"

He stopped dead in his tracks and turned around.

"W-what did you just say?"

"I said, I-I love you.."

He walked towards her, while she inches backward with every step he took. Soon he was so close to her and she had her back straight against the mahogany wall.

"You, love me?"

She nodded her head and the corners of her lips turned up into a smile.

"You really love me?" His voice started to crack.

She put a hand on his chest and looked up into his eyes.

"I do." His breath was shaky at this point.

"Jane, you shouldn't love me.. No one has ever loved me.. I-It's too dangerous.."

She couldn't believe what she was hearing.

"No, Mike. You do deserve love. Every one deserves love, and you deserve my love."

He was in awe.

"Well, my darling. It seems you've gotten better at English." He said with a light chuckle.

Her cheeks burned red.

"Merci darling, je t'aime aussi.."

She smiled. He then brought his lips to hers and connected them.

He couldn't believe what was happening. Him, not even a full blown geologist was making out with the daughter of one of the most high profiled men in all of Europe. What did he do to deserve her?

It was like a midsummers eve. The perfect time. The golden hour of her day. She had been wanting for this oh so long.

She tugged on his curls. He gently placed her onto her bed. He hovered above her.

"Again.. How did you find me?" She asked curiously.
He smirked and brushed a curl from her pale face.

"Well if you must know, I attended a meeting with your father and some associates and he started talking about his family and how he had such a beautiful daughter, with honeyed curls and a bright smile, and then I connected the dots and realized, he was talking about my frog. My darling frog."

She laughed and they stayed cuddling together with occasional pecks until sundown.

A/n That, that was quite weird. It's definitely one of the more emotional chapters, but I really enjoyed writing this one. HMU if I did anything wrong, also, PM me to talk, your girl is bored.