You and I

Chapter 18

Will started his car, and I buckled myself in. It was the end of the day, and he and I were going to his house to work on our History project. Why had I been put with him again? I was so unlucky.

"So which person do you want do our project on?" Will asked.

"Marie Antoinette?" I suggested.

"No." He shook his head.

"Julius Cesar?" I said.

"No." He said.

"Okay, then you think of someone." I said.

Will was silent for a moment, and said. "What about King Henry VIII?"

I scrunched up my nose. "Why him?"

"I don't know, he's kind of interesting, don't you think?" Will said amusedly.

"Sure, we can do him." I agreed.

"I think Cecily invited Sophie over to work on their project." Will said. "After, let's watch "Pretty Little Liars."

"You actually like that show?" I laughed.

He shrugged. "It's okay. The girls are hot."

"Well, the guys are pretty hot too." I smirked.

"Like who?" Will sounded entertained.

"Toby and Jason." I replied.

"Toby looks like his face was run over by a truck." Will said.

I gasped. "He does not! Don't even try to insult him."

"Woah, okay." Will chuckled.

"Which girl do you think is the hottest?" I asked.

"Aria." He smirked. "I like brunettes."

I'm a brunette, I thought stupidly. God Tessa, stop.

"Yes, I can tell." I said, thinking of Tatiana.

Will and I reached his house after a few more minutes, and went inside. We worked on our project for about two hours, and then we decided to take a break. We sat on his bed, silently. I was suddenly reminded of that dream I had, had when I had been in a coma. The one of Will and I's children. I then thought of something.

"This is kind of a random question," I started. "But if you had a son, what would you name him?"

"James." Will said. "That's Jem's real name."

"And if it was a girl?" I asked.

"Lucie." He replied.

Oh god. Oh god, this is scary, I thought. What were my dreams trying to tell me?

"Like Lucie Manette?" I said amusedly.

Will smiled. "Yes, like Lucie Manette."

"Why would you name your son after Jem?" I asked curiously.

"He was there from me, when I was going through one of the worse times of my life. He kept me alive." Will said gravely.

I didn't ask him what the incident was, but I could tell that it was serious. We both went silent, and I started to feel very weird. I knew why though. It was because I was sitting so close to, Will. It was taking all that I had, not to push him down on the bed and kiss him.

"Do you miss your parents a lot?" Will asked, suddenly.

"So much." I sighed.

"What were they like?" He asked.

I looked at surprisedly. No one had ever asked me what there like before. Everyone had just said that they were sorry.

"Well, my father was usually off on business trips, so I didn't see him much. But when I was younger, he used to take Nate and I for ice cream every Saturday." I smiled at the memory.

"And my mom--my mom was the most kind hearted person I had ever met. She would always give to charities, and helped anyone whenever she could. She-she was the best mother I could have ever asked for." I sniffled, and a tear fell down my cheek.

"She sounds wonderful." Will said softly, and he put a hand on my shoulder.

"She was." I sniffed. "My angel-my necklace that I wear, it used to be hers."

"I'm sorry Tessa. I know what it feels like." He said.

"You do?" I asked.

He looked away from me. "Yeah."

Will then took my hand, and looked at me. His eyes were filled with sympathy, and it made me want to cry all over again. He looked so beautiful, that I couldn't stop staring. I had never seen anyone as beautiful as Will in my life.

"Tessa." He whispered. "Please let me kiss you."

My eyes widened in surprise, and there was no way I could say no. Not with him sitting so close, that we were inches apart. I nodded my head, and in a second his lips were on mine. I already felt dizzy from his touch. My hands went around his neck, and his found their way around my waist. He tugged on my jacket, and I pulled it off and threw it on the floor. Are we really doing this again? I thought. But I couldn't stop myself. I wanted Will. Badly.

Will pushed me down onto the bed, and he hovered over me. He started to kiss and bit my neck, and I moaned.

"Oh god, Will." I moaned.

He kissed me all the way up to my mouth, and started to kiss me roughly.

"Tessa." He kept saying my name as we kissed.

My hands tugged at his shirt, and he took it off. I drooled over his abs, and I ran my hands over them, and Will made a sound. God, I had missed this. I didn't even care if he was using me right now, all I wanted was him. As bad as that sounded. I pulled him down to meet my lips, and he kissed me very roughly. He had never kissed me like this, before. His hands found the bottom of my shirt, and he yanked it off.

My hands found their way to the buckle of his jeans, and Will made a startled sound. I didn't even care. I wanted him so badly.

"Tessa, we have to stop." He mumbled as he kissed me.

"I don't want to stop. I want you." I said, and kissed him harder and he moaned.

"Tessa, I want you, too. But we can't." Will said, but his self-control was growing weak.

He then went down and started to bite and kiss my neck again. He found my spot, and nipped and kissed it.

"Oh, Will." I said louder than I had intended, and I clutched at his arms.

Just then, my cellphone started to ring. Will swore, and got up and got it for me. He handed it to me, and I answered it.

"Hello?" I said.

"Tessa, thank god you picked up." It was Nate.

"What is it, Nate?" I said.

Will then got a devilish smile on his face. He got on top of me again, and started to kiss my neck. He was doing it on purpose.

"Do you promise not to tell Aunt Harriet yet?" He asked.

"Y-y-yeah." I said, trying to stifle my moans.

"I got arrested." Nate said.

"You what?!" I exclaimed and sat up. Will frowned.

"I know. Can you come to the police station? Just you, not Aunt Harriet." Nate said.

I looked over at Will, and sighed. "Fine."

I then hung up and looked over at Will.

"Looks like we're going to have to pause this, for a moment."