The Assistant : Jimmy Fallon fanfic (under editing)

Chapter 19

I slowly opened my eyes. light was streaming in through the curtains. I looked down at Jimmy. the light was falling in his face, perfectly highlighting his features. his nose cast a shadow down his cheek. I smiled down at him. he looked so content. I tried to crawl off of him without disturbing his sleep. i skillfully put one foot on the ground, and pulled my other leg to try to get off of him. it would've been quiet if my foot hadn't gotten caught between the cushions. I lost balance and tumbled to the floor, hitting my elbow on the coffee table in the process.

" HOLY FUCK!" I yelled, clutching my elbow. I curled into the fetal position in the floor, cradling my throbbing arm.

" Whoa you okay?" Jimmy sat up, blinking sleep out of his eyes. his voice was so rough, it made me forget my pain for a second.

' Damn.' I thought. I looked up at him and nodded. I bit my lip and held up my already bruising elbow.

" Damn girl." he giggled, his voice tired and scratchy. he gently pulled my arm up and kissed my bruise. I smirked up at him and slowly stood up. I realized that I was still only in a sports bra when the cold air hit me. I turned bright red and wrapped my arms around my stomach. Jimmy saw my insecurity flash and looked up at me, totally serious.

" Rachel. you're beautiful. you don't need to hide it. you aren't fat. you in fact have like the best body." he smiled and poked my stomach. " girl you have a four pack." he flashed his teeth at me.

" Yea but I'm just so pale and I've gained weight and-" Jimmy stood up and pulled my arms away from my body. he looked me up and down, slowly taking in every edge and curve that made me. I looked down, terrified of the judgement that I knew would spill from his lips.

"Wow." I heard his raspy voice gasp.

" Yea I know. I'm out of shape." I sighed, trying to pull my hands around me again. he held them tight, but gently.

" No. you're perfect." he breathed. " you're the most gorgeous human being I've ever seen." he lifted my chin. I felt fire dance in my face.

" No I'm n-"

" Yes. yes you are." he let go of my hands and ran his fingers down my side, stopping at the waistband of my shorts. He then trailed his fingers up my stomach, giving me goosebumps. I bit my lip held my arms to my side. I felt his large hands slowly start rubbing my shoulders.

" You really are beautiful. why don't you think you are beautiful?" he lifted my chin again.

" Because... because I was never told. I was a total freak in my town... all because I wasn't afraid to be myself. somewhere along the years of bullying, I just stopped being fun and goofy.... I tried to fit in but it never worked." I sighed, slumping my shoulders. Jimmy cupped my hips with his hands and pulled me close.

" Well I'm telling you now. you, Rachel Striker, are a beautiful, strong, independent woman who don't need no man." he said in a sassy voice. " and that's why I'm so lucky to have you." his voice became soft and serious. I placed my hands on his chest and stepped closer. I laid my head on his shoulder and trailed my hands up his chest, to his shoulder, and then to his neck.

" I'm lucky to have you." I breathed in his scent. we pulled away.

" Well I'm going to go get a shower. feel free to change in my room." he smiled and lead me to his door. he walked in the closet and pulled out some clothes.

" I'll be back." he said in a very silly Terminator voice. he walked into the bathroom, shutting the door. I decided to wear a knee length purple dress with a black belt through the waist. I pulled out my black heels and a black jacket. I started taking off my pajamas when I realized that my only clean bra was in the bathroom. I slipped back into my sports bra and knocked on the bathroom door.