The flirtation project

Part 2 - Chapter 16

"i-i, i dont know what to say." i stutter as i start tearing up.
"i gte it, you dont want to."
"........ no its not that.."
"then what jen? what do you want from me?" he started crying "i try my hardest to keep you happy but you just never are, i dont know what to do anymore...."
"Quentin, i-i"
"i-i-i get in jen!" h speaks in a mocking tone. "you just dont feel it."
"Qunetin! no! thats not it!"
"THEN WHAT?! WHAT IS IT. WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!"
"do you really wanna know?" i spoke quietly looking at my feet.
"YES! JEN. YES!"
"well you see, Quentin. its none of that at all. i didnt know what to say, because, i never thought this would happen. i never thought our realtionship would go this far and-"
"what did you say?"
"let me finish, so-"
"no, what did you say to me jenny"
"dont worry."
"are you kidding me? you never thought it would go this far. YOU NEVER THOUGHT IT WOULD GO THIS FAR? WELL JEEZ JENNY NOW I FEEL LIKE A TOTAL DOUCHE BAG. I ALWAYS THOUGHT IT WOULD GET THIS FAR. AT LEAST I HOPED IT WOULD. BUT THIS WHOLE TIME, YOU NEVER WANTED THIS!"
"I DIDNT FUCKING SAY THAT QUENTIN!"
"..."
" NOW LET ME FUCKING FINISH."
"yeah, ok." he whispered.
" NOW. first off all, you were right. i never thought it woukd go this far. hell. i didnt even think this would go till uni! and-"
"what?"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP AND LET ME FINISH!" i shouted till he was quiet. "now, i did not think it would go this far. but that never meant i didnt want this to happen. i was lost for words, not because i dont want this, but because ive always wanted this."
"what are you saying?
"im saying, yes." a grin was stretched over my face.
"yes?"
"yes." i reassured.
"OH THANK GOD!" he ran up and bar huggd me tight. "you dont know how long i have waited to hea those words!"
"what? you asked me ten minutes ago, thats not very long..."
"well...." carlos appeared out of nowhere. "thats not entirely true.... Q bought that ring 12 months ago. we have been trying to figure out the right time to ask. he was going to that night you got drunk all that while ago. but it took me and trent hours to try and convince him to do it, thats why we got home late. but since you were drunk, indicating something was wrong, he just took care of you instead, he is always sleeping in because every night he stays up trying to think of the perfect time. when he found out you were pregnant, well that just gave him more ambition. jenny. this guy caes about you so much you wouldnt believe. hes a keeper, im telling you."

i couldnt handle myself, i burst out in tears, happy ones. this was the happiset i had ever been in a long time, i just couldnt believe he went to all this trouble just for me, now i feel bad, i havent done anything like this for him.

"im, im sorry Quentin..."
"sorry? why are you sorry?"
"because, i hhavent done anything like this for you, and now i feel bad.."
"you dont need to be sorry, you did something way better than that for me."
"what?"
"you said yes."
"i love you."
"i love you to babe."

i hugged him tight and he rested his head in the crrok of my neck. i couldnt have asked for a better guy.

"im sorry."
"what now?"
"well, we always fight. and it depresses me. to know how much we fight. we fight all the time and its not right. what if this just wasnt mean to be, Q. what if this is all just the universes way of dissapointing me once again."
"jen, that means more than you think"
"what?"
"we fight all the time right?"
"yes, but it bad right."
"no, its great."
"i dont understand."
"look, jen. we fight all the time and thats great for our relationship. we fight all the time, not because we hate eachother, but because we care, do you understand what im saying?"
"i dont know if i do."
"we care, so we always get angry when something small happens, and if it wasnt meant to eb then it wouldnt be. look, jen. think of it like this. if i was chating on you, you would get angry right?"
"yes, why?" i asked, curiosity filling my mind, what is he getting to.?
"well, why would you get angry?"
"because, your my guy, and noone else will ever get you, not with me around."
"exactly, you would care! see what im saying. you got angry at me because you thought i didnt care, when you did. so you cared what i thought. what i did. why i was like i was."
"i think i understand now."
"great."
"so, it is meant to be?"
"well, i guss you get to deicde that."
"well, in my opinion. yes, what about yo-" before i could answer his lips were perched on mine and his hands where sliping down to my waist. i moved my hands so one was behind his neck, pulling him closer. and my other hand was going though his hair. i heard the floor creak and i realised carlos was still standing in the corner. i didnt give a dam, bitch can witness this. Q moved his hands from my lower back down to my ass. he lifts me up and i put my legs around his waist. we stop for a second every now and then to breathe. but it seems liek th whole world has stopped. before long Q stops kissing me and places his head on my shoulder.

"aww, why did we have to stop?" i say, pouting with puppy dog eyes, which i know drives him crazy.
"haha, because we cant just stay here forever making out."
"why not!"
"haha because darling, then we have no time for cuddling. " he puts me down and gives me a giant bear hug.
"haha ok fair enough. but why not just for a little longer?! that was barely five minutes!"
"haha im glad it went so quickly. but no my darling, look at the time." so i do, i look at the clock, wow, we had been kissing for thirty five minutes. it went by so quickly, i wish it hadnt, i wish it went on forever.
"wow, thats incredible. i wish it was still going though." i said with a smirk.
"well, i wish that aswell, but unfortunately that cant happen, at least not right now anyway."
"why not Q!"
"because"
"because whyyyyy" i whinned
"because darling, we need this time for something else."
"oh my gosh, get to the point Q!"
"haha ok ok. you really wanna know?"
"nah shit sherlock!"
"well, im fucking starving, so im going to bet some food from the kitchen." he said with an embarrassed smile. he cheeks turned red and he hugs me tight before walking off to the kitchen.

he rturned minutes later with two sandwiches, he passed me one and started eating. i started eatign asswell.

"i still dont see why you couldnt have waited a little while longer before eating.i was really into that whole make out session."
"haha i was hungry before that even started, so it couldnt have waited mmuch longer."
"well, be a man, haha suck it up"
"ha-ha very funny jen"
"you know you love me!"
"well yes, but you love me to."
"exactly! thats why we need to keep making out!"
"well guess what?"
"what?"
"im finished my sandwich."
"so?"
"well." he lifted me up again and my lips met his, they were warm and soft. i still couldnt belive my luck, most hgihg school relationshipd end in tears, but somehow mine is still going strong. i moved my hands to Q's shoulders and he leaned forward. one of his hands moved from under me and was supporting my back, so i wouldnt fall. it was amazing, this time however, it didnt go by so fast, it went by in slow motion. our lips touching, our bodies intertwined, physically and mentally. there was nothing more i wanted to do, this was the happiest moment in my entire life. my eyes started to sting and i could feel myself slipping. my lips moved from Q's and my head was resting on his shoulder. soon enough the sleve of his shirt was soaking, and by soon enough i mean as soon as i put my head down. since Q's hands were holding me up he used his head to move mine over, so he could look at my face.

"whats wrong?"
"nothing."
"jen.."
"im, im just so happy to be with you right now, i never knew how lucky i was to be with you, you put up with all my shit for so long, and for that i thank you. from this moment on, i promise to be a better girlfriend to you, ok?"
"you are already the best."
"but i yell at you and at everyone and i curse so often, i curse about you. i worry about the relationship. i dont do anything for the relationship."
"hey, jen."
"yeah?"
"all that stuff."
"yeah?"
"that stuff makes you.. well, you.  and if that changed, then you would change, and i love you. for you. the real you. i love the way you curse to show frustration" he moved one of his hands and pushed some hair out of my face. " i love th way you yell to get your point across, and how you curse about me, calling me a bitch and all that to me, it means your comfortable with me, and by doing that you do everything for the relationship. and by doing that you make me happy. and i also love how adorable you when your angry." he smirked around the end."and i love you."
"i love you to, Q" i wrapped my arms around him. "and i am not cute when im agry dammit." i giggled lightly and hugged him tighter "your amazing."
"you beuamazing"
"haha what?"
"well i was gonna say beautiful but i was gonna say amzing." he smirked. "so i just went with beuamzing haha"
"your so cute."
"your so kawaii my beautiful girl- my beautiful wife"
"your kawaii to, my handsome husband, i love you."

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just to clear things up, jen, me, has long dark brown/black hair, and she is very short a cross between english, german, indian and australian. Q has brown hair that reaches his chin he is british but only has a slight accent. alice has long brown hair and is asian. carlos has short/shaved dark brown hair and is an indigenous australian. trent has hair like Q but lighter and he is normal aussie.

ok guys, opinion timee, should i do lots of short entries like this, or not so many long entries like 2 days ago? remember to vote or comment!