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Jessie
When Sarah came round to my house after I got out of the hospital, I told her everything, and I mean every last detail.

When I finished talking she sighed,

"I know it's not right what he did, but sometimes you need to hear his side of the story, like properly hear it. I'm not excusing what he did but maybe if you just talked to him, maybe it would help." She suggested.

"Are you kidding me?" I asked, "really, now you're defending him?!"

"I'm not defending him Jess, I just think you should talk to him instead of just trying to start a war between the two of you. You're going to live to regret it, you love him right?" She asked and I nodded.

"Then if you truly love him, let him explain and tell you exactly what happened, I'm not defending him, but it's clear he still loves you, I mean you have him an ultimatum and yes what he did was wrong and stupid, but he was scared and lonely and that's when people do things that are wrong and stupid." She explained. "Just go see him, and if it doesn't work out, it doesn't work out. I know it sounds stupid but if he truly loves you and you truly love him give him another chance and if it happens again you know not to trust him. Yes I know you shouldn't trust him, but nothing happened at least nothing properly happened. Give him another chance and you'll know if he's worth it once he proves to you that he'll never do what he do to you again."

"But how will I know if he's worth it?" I asked.

"If he makes your heart skip a beat and you love him truly you'll know he's worth it." Sarah said, smiling at me. Then she hugged me tight and squeezed me.

"Thank you Sarah." I said.

"For what?" She asked.

"For always being there for me, for never abandoning me." I whispered.

"It's alright, you're an amazing person! I'd never abandon you, ever."

"I know. Thank you again."

"No problem," she smiled at me before leaving my house, leaving me alone to call the person I had been dreading to call, Trystan.

The only thing is I didn't call him right away, it wasn't until a few days later I called him and when he answered he seemed exhausted, as if he hadn't slept in days.

"Hello?" He asked, it was as if he didn't know who was calling when he answered.

"Trys... It's me." I whispered, "Jessie." As soon as I said my name his voice perked up.

"Oh Jessie, I'm so so sorry about what happened you have to forgive me you have to let me explain what happened, I swear I stopped it, I know what I did was wrong and I'm so sorry, I hurt both of you and you have no idea how guilty I feel about it-"

"I know you're sorry Trys that's why I want you to prove to me you'll never do it again."

"And I'll make it- wait what? You want me to prove it to you?" He asked, "of course, of course I'll make it up to you I promise I love you too much to lose you please I'll prove it. How do you want me to prove it?" He asked.

"In whatever way you can, maybe a date, a romantic one, if you prove to me with that and with words I'll give you another chance." I said, "I've just found it really hard not to talk to you even though I told you never to speak to me again, I shouldn't have, I... I love you, so much!"

"I love you too, I promise I'll make this up to you I promise I'll never do that to you ever again, I don't want to lose you,!ever." I smiled.

"Meet me in ten at my house, I want to see you," I bit my lip, God I loved him, I needed him, I wanted him.

He was confused, "alright are you sure?" He asked,

"I'm sure, I just really want to see you." I mumbled, as I bit my lip harder.

"Okay," he said, "I'll see you in ten minutes. That's a promise."

And sure enough in ten minutes he was there.

When I opened the door he started to speak, "Jess are you okay? You started to sound different on the phone, what's up?"

"I'm fine, nothing's up everything's fine, I just missed you, is that a crime?" I asked, cocking my head to the side playfully.

He shook his head, "no, no crime at all, I just needed to know that you were alright."

"I'm fine," I whispered, "now kiss me," I demanded and he did so.

I kissed him passionately, it was more of a lustful kiss than a loving kiss. I didn't care though, not really.

Trystan on the other by the way he kissed me, he was trying to prove to me that he was kissing me because he loved me not because he lusted over me.

He moved down to my neck, kissing it slowly. I closed my eyes and moaned slightly, sighing as he continued to kiss my neck and as I tipped my head back exposing my neck even more for him.

"Jesus," I sighed.

"Jessie, it's Trystan," he mumbled as he kissed my neck. I giggled and shook my head,

"I know, but you're kisses are amazing." I mumbled. "God I wish I had put on something less casual."

He looked at me as he stopped kissing my neck. "Why?" He asked.

I moved my head back to where it was. "So it seemed more than just-" I cut myself off as I realised what I was about to say and why I was doing this in the first place, "this was a mistake, I should've made you come over here, I made you come over for the wrong reasons."

"Why did you tell me to cover over was this to do with you acting strange on the phone." I only nodded and looked down feeling guilty.

I sighed, "I just felt something inside me, saying I missed you more than anything and I didn't want to lose you so I thought..." I trailed off as he finished my sentence for me,

"You thought it would be better if you showed me how much you missed me and decided to bring me over so we could sleep together." I nodded, putting my head down in shame. He pulled my head up towards him, "there's nothing wrong with that, but if you don't want to do that or it's out of lust then don't do it. If you want to, do it because it's out of love."

I kissed his cheek, "can we just talk and you can tell me what happened that day?" I asked, he nodded kissing my head gently.

And so he told me everything that happened, "I'm so sorry Jess I should have never done what I did I wasn't thinking and I know that's a stupid excuse but I was so scared and alone and didn't know what to do and instead of doing something right I did something stupid and I really shouldn't haven't have done it."

"No you shouldn't have, but you still owe me that romantic dinner," I said, grinning slightly at him. He smiled back at me and kissed me.

I kissed him back and cupped his cheek as I kissed him, I slowly pulled away. "I love you."

He chuckled, "the feelings mutual darling." I narrowed my eyes,

"Are you really doing what I think you're doing?" I asked. He shrugged, smirking at me,

"Maybe I am, you'll have to find out, darling." I rolled my eyes.

"You'll never be as good as Colin." I mumbled."

"I'm sorry what?" He asked.

"The person you're mimicking who plays — well the guy I like from that tv show I love."

"Why do you think I was mimicking him?" He asked, "because I know you love him, even though he is married."

"That's the actor you idiot, not the character."

"Yes, but the character has a girlfriend, or should I say, had a girlfriend." Trystan said, smirking.

"Killian Jones is alive he's just in the underworld!" I exclaimed, "we don't talk about him dying twice, it's not something us fans like to talk about, in fact it's more painful than anything else." I said, glaring at him.

He kissed my cheek, "I'm sorry, I'll make it up to you," he promised.

"Oh yeah, and how are you going to do that?" I asked, raising an eyebrow, then he whispered something into my ear and I bit my lip.

"Nice, Trys." I giggled. He smirked,

"What can I say, girls love when I talk to them like that." He teased.

"Girls?" I asked, "what girls?"

"I'm only teasing." He said.

"Mmhm," I said, "sure, like you've never been with more than one girl." I said.

"Jess, we're seventeen, it's not like I'm one of those guys that sleeps with girls like their objects." He replied.

"Can I still ask how many?" I asked gently, biting my lip.

He sighed, "I've been with four girls, maybe five?" He asked,

"You don't know?" I raised an eyebrow.

"No, I do but I can't remember, Aurora was my first serious girlfriend, before that I had girlfriends that weren't as serious."

"So it was more for sex than actually being in a relationship?" I asked.

"Well no, we had a relationship, it was just less serious and didn't last as long as my relationship with Aurora did." He said, "Aurora, was the first girl I actually thought I could be with a long time, and then we broke up."

"Who broke it off?" I asked, curious.

"Believe it or not, she did. Though after it happened she always said she regretted it, I never believed her until she turned up at college, then I realised she was telling the truth and by that point I didn't care because I had already fell for you."

I looked down then, blushing. I then looked back up as I said, "so have you thought about this romantic dinner we're going to have?" I asked.

"Yeah, but it's going to take a couple of days to plan, so I thought we could just hang out for awhile."

"Well that is kind of why I called you here in the first place," I said, "well not hang, but you know. Though I wasn't thinking straight, but it's not like I don't want to." I admitted, biting my lip.

He watched me like a bird stalking its prey, then looked up at me, "if you don't want to do that, we don't have to at least not yet, I'm willing to wait."

"Don't you mind?" I asked, still biting my lip.

"I'm not going to do anything to hurt you ever again. I'm not going to do anything you don't want me to without your consent."

I smiled and kissed his cheek, "thank you," I whispered. "I don't know what I'd do without you, or anyone I've met since I joined college."

He chuckled, "imagine if you hadn't met me, what would've happened?" He asked. "You probably would've found someone else, you probably wouldn't have gone to hospital so many times."

"The hospital wasn't your fault, for the last time."

He sighed, "I still feel guilty about it, I don't want to lose you."

"And you won't." I whispered. "We could always watch something in my bedroom?" I suggested.

"Like that tv show?"

"I wasn't going to suggest that Trys." I said.

"Maybe not. It doesn't mean I don't want to try and watch it." He said, "I mean watch from where I stopped watching. Or maybe even from the beginning. It's actually good."

"Of course it's good!" I said, "Just not many people see it that way."

"They don't appreciate it."

"Yeah, they don't appreciate it. At all."

"That happens with a lot of TV shows." He said.

"Yeah, even now the tv show shadowhunters which is based off the mortal instruments is not being appreciated. It's more accurate to the books than the movie ever was, plus Jace is hot."

"Yet another fictional character you love and it's not me, I'm hurt."

"You're not a fictional character." I pointed out.

"True, but still, seems like you love them more than me." He teased.

"I don't, I just feel like I connect more with fictional characters more than real people. It helps me escape things in life and not think about things." I shrugged.

"That's understandable." He nodded. "Come on let's go upstairs and watch what we want on Netflix."

I nodded, "Okay," and I took his hand to lead him upstairs to my room.

**

Half way through watching an episode of shadowhunters my phone rang,

"Hello? Mum?" I asked.

"Hey honey, have you heard the news?" I sat up properly as I was laying my head on Trystan's chest.

"What news?"

"There's a hurricane coming," she said, "I'm coming home as fast as I can, so is your father, but It's pretty windy as of right now. Are you safe?"

"Uh... Yeah, I asked Trystan over and we're watching TV." I said, telling the truth.

"Well if you hear something or your TV starts crackling because of the wind get downstairs and to the basement." She said, "we'll be home as soon as we can, we're almost home." She promised. "I love you honey. See you in a minute."

"See you in a minute mum." I replied then hung up my phone.

I turned to the TV to see the TV buffering.

"We need to get to the basement." I said, "there's a hurricane coming."

Trystan nodded and took my hand, "show me the way," and with that I pulled him towards the basement.

As we walked downstairs my parents walked inside the house, they looked up to see me and looked relieved.

"Oh thank God you're okay!" My mum said kissing my head.

"Come on we need to head downstairs and we'll be safe." My dad promised. They didn't question Trystan being here, they knew what happened but didn't question it because they were more concerned for our safety.

And with that we all ran down the stairs to stay safe, before the hurricane came.

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