"Wait"
Jessa pulled away
Breathless
Like she had just ran
Ran away from her fears
And taking newfound risks
Like kissing her best friend.
"What?"
I asked
Confused
As my eyebrows knitted together.
She sighed
Pulling knots out
Of her tangled hair.
"I'm just what he says I am
Aren't I?"
"What do you mean?"
Thoroughly puzzled
I attempted to push a loose strand
Of hair behind her ear
And was startled
When she smacked my hand away.
"He told me I was a slut
And he just broke up with me
And now I'm here kissing you
In the middle of the night.
I'm a slut
Oh, God
I'm a slut.
He was right."
Tears formed once again
For the umpteenth time tonight
That I had lost track
Of how many tears
Fell from her dark green eyes.
"Jessa
I told you.
You're not a slut.
It's not like you're going to
Take me back to your place
So we can have sex
And then leave me the next day.
You wouldn't do that
And I wouldn't let you do that.
You have good intentions
And even if you don't see them
I do."
"But Luke"
She whispered
Clutching her face
In her cold hands.
"I...I..."
"What?"
I pleaded with my eyes
And grasped her hands
Not giving her the chance
To push me away again.
"I don't know if I can."
I pulled her into another hug
And felt the familiar sparks
Travel up my spine
And branch off to my fingertips
As I leaned down
Close to her ear
And whispered
"You might not like me
In the way that I like you
But for now
I'll be your medicine
And help you through this."
To which she replied
"But what if I do like you
In the same way
That you like me
And I always have?"
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idk if this makes sense shit
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the arctic monkeys series [5sos]
Fanfiction"i'm not afraid of death; i just don't want to be there when it happens." (cover by elle)