Chapter 27: Beautiful Disaster

Had an emotional Christmas day. One of my close family members passed away but I find that burying myself in writing helps me. So I decided to get this chapter posted. Thank you once again for the comments, they make my day :)

''Shit.'' I whispered as Jordan giggled quietly beside me. He sure as hell didn't realize how much trouble I could potentially be in right now. Men.

''I've warned you about this Jennifer, I told you to stay away from him.'' The voice continued, the sound of it wasn't instantly recognizable.

A figure started to form from out of the dark of the night. Like a man coming over the top of a sand dune in the middle of the grainy desert. Blurry at first. I was surprised by the small frame, knowing my dad had an overpowering 6''4 stance. I heard a ridiculous laugh as the body came closer and then it bent over, putting its hands to its mouth in a bid to hide the sound. I walked closer and saw that in no way shape or form was this my father. Darcy - I should of known.

''What the fuck was that?'' I said with a low volume, shouting would definitely of awoken the sleeping giant that was inside the house.

''You should have seen your face. Man, you were shit scared.'' She managed out between laughs. I was mad but I had to admit I could definitely see the funny side. ''I don't have time for this right now, I need to get him home, go back to bed!'' I said whilst pointing to a still chuckling Jordan.

''M'kay. Be safe.'' She said with a smirk and cheeky wink. I'd get her later.

I walked slowly back over to the car where Jordan was now sort of slouched up against it. He reached out to pull me into him as I neared. I wasn't having any of it.

''Get in the car.'' I said calmly but assertively. It was the only tone of voice he'd listen to. ''But-'' he started. ''Now!'' I growled, the look on his face changed to one of hurt. I didn't feel bad - surprisingly.

Our journey to his apartment was another one made from out of memory only. As soon as he was seated in the SUV he drifted into dreamland, his head rested against the window. Mouth slightly open - snoring like a little piglet. I tried to recall the time he had taken me back to his place, making my way to Mellon and trying to trace my steps from there. It was tricky seeing as the time he had driven me there, I had spent it teasing him. Eventually and because of my magnificent memory we reached his apartment block.

I got of the car and made my way to his side and pulled open the door. He was startled and would have fallen straight out had he of not been strapped in.

''Hey there,'' He grinned lazily as his eyes focused on me. The same sparkle as ever in them.

''Don't hey there me, get out!'' I was mad. I didn't need this, I should of just left him to stagger home or more than likely pass out my lawn and let my dad find him in the morning. But I cared and that was my downfall.

I could see I had struck a nerve, even in his drunken state Jordan could tell I meant business. I shut the door of the SUV saving him from having to turn and more than likely send his world spinning. I got under his arm and took as much of his weight as I possibly could. Thank goodness he has an elevator. Once we were inside I knew I couldn't let him slide to the floor because I'd have absolutely no chance of getting his 220 pound body vertical again.

The machine stopped and the ridiculously sexy voice of a woman announced that this was the 5th floor. I could only assume this was installed to make this building more appealing to bachelors like Jordan himself.

As we reached his door labelled 5A I began searching his jacket pockets for his keys. Managing to find them, we stumbled into his apartment. I kicked the door closed behind me for which Jordan tried to give me some mumbled lecture about paint work. Like I care.

He flopped down onto the bed where I used all my strength to undress him while his completely wasted hands tried to wander my body. I looked up at his face and saw that infuriating smirk again. Even while drunk he still knew exactly what to do piss me off.

Once I had stripped him to his tacky playboy boxers and tucked him in, I sat down on the edge of the bed, took one last look at him and those eyes that bared his soul.

''I wuv you.'' He said as he gingerly tucked a piece of hair behind my ear that had been resting over one my eyes. I smiled gently at him. ''Tell me when your sober,'' I replied and walked out of room, chuckling a little at his attempt at being cute. It didn't suit him, he just wasn't the 'cute' type of guy. I knew in the morning he'd have no recollection of any of this.

The drive home was smooth and my mind mulled over everything that had become of the night. I wasn't really all that sure of what this meant for Jordan and I but I knew that I'd make sure we talked tomorrow, I also knew that I needed to define what we are because right now I really have no idea and it was really starting to mess with my head.

I figured I'd use the front door this since I had my keys so I quietly opened the door and shut it ever so silently behind me. Creeping across the floor in a stealth like way.

''You better have a good explanation for this.'' A voice said and I was definitely sure it wasn't Darcy this time.

''I do.'' I replied quietly.

''Go on then,''

''I think I might love him, you know just a little bit.'' I giggled and leaned back against the door. I smiled to myself.

''Tell him to come over for dinner tomorrow. I'll be the judge of whether he's good enough!'' He said gruffly. Well thats a change of tune. Yesterday I was banned from him now he's aloud to come to dinner. Talk about giving me whiplash with his mood swings. Thoughts of disaster filled my head, so many things could go wrong tomorrow night. Sweet Jesus . . . . . . . .

Chapter 26: Diesel

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Jordan's POV

I was right when I said that only dirty girls go diesel. As soon as we walked into the club, the amount of women throwing themselves at us was unbelievable. Blondes, brunettes, red heads. You name it they all swarmed to us like wasp. Thats exactly what they were though, they wanted us so they could be with us, sting us and take all our money. Trust me, I've fallen for it too many times or should I say too many maxed out credit cards.

''Hey man, wanna get the beers in?'' Sid shouted over the noise of the club before being pulled on the dance floor but some cute dark haired girl.

I made my through the crowds of people looking to have a good time, in more ways than one, if you catch my drift. The bar was pretty much empty what with everyone dancing. I was still deciding whether I even wanted to drink when Todd, the barman came over.

''Bad night?'' He chucked lightly. ''What can I get you?'' He continued.

''You have no idea,'' I groaned. ''5 beers,'' What the hell. ''Ughh, a couple of shots of tequila as well,'' Fuck it. He gave me a toothy grin.

''I'll get someone to bring them over, go enjoy yourself man,'' I knew I always liked this guy.

I ended up sitting in booth with Geno and TK while everyone else danced with the group of girls that had collected around our area of the club. Geno usually got in about different girl but since Oksana had caught him with his hand in the cookie jar he had been staying away whereas TK who would never cheat on his girlfriend, Kelcey just sat and talked with whoever was around him. He was good guy. I kept checking my watch and saw that it was now 2am, I guess meeting Jen was completely out of the question. I instantly felt guilty. I'd probably hurt her. A lot.

Before long a blonde haired girl with massive tits that were basically hanging out of her top slid into the booth beside me, giving me seductive looks and batting her eyelashes at me. Don't get me wrong she was hot but I just wasn't in the mood.

''I'm Katy,'' She drawled with a southern accent. She smiled and I figured if I give her as little attention as possible she'd move onto Geno. I was wrong.

''Come dance with me,'' She giggled as she stood up grabbed my hand attempted to pull me up. I probably could of just sat back down but the way she swayed her hips made me think twice and I'm a guy after all, we can't help it.

We started of facing each other, her eyes constantly drifting to my lips but there was no way in hell she was getting anything from me. I'm guy and I actually can't believe I just thought that. I'm giving up sex? Yep because I only want Jen. Pretty soon 'Katy' turned and shoved her ass into my crotch, putting her arms around my neck. I instinctively grabbed onto her hips pulling her closer, which I'm pretty sure gave her the wrong idea because she turned smacked her lips on me. I pushed her off me and she looked pretty angry.

''You were giving me so many come on's,'' She screamed at me. Crazy Bitch.

''Are you kidding me?'' I grabbed my jacket and walked straight out of the club, the warm summer air was making me feel even more drunk than I already was. Usually I could hold my drink but after 7 beers and 4 shots of tequila, I was definitely feeling the effects. The only person I could think of was Jen. Her face kept flashing across my brain. I should of gone to the house and spoke to her. In my drunken state I figured hailing a cab and going to her house was a great idea.

The driver dropped me off and I stumbled around to where I could remember vaguely where her window was. I picked up some stones on the way round and began throwing them at her window whilst shouting her name. I saw the window rise and her head poke out.

''I NEEEEDDD YOUUU!'' I shouted as I saw the annoyed look on her face.

''Wait there, do not move.'' I watched her climb out the window and then navigate her way expertly down the tall tree that overhangs onto the back of the house. I couldn't help but smile and the shorts and tank top she wearing. As she walked closer to me I could tell she was angry.

''What the fuck are you doing here?'' On closer inspection shes not wearing a bra and it's very cold outside. Wow, I'm drunk.

''I wanted to see you,'' I tried to give her my best puppy dog eyes but I wasn't sure they would work.

''Look, I'm not doing this right now with you as drunk as you are. I'm taking you home.'' She sounded like my mom but she really didn't look like her. My drunk self laughed internally.

I followed her to where her dads car was parked.'' Don't you need keys?'' I asked. ''I came prepared.'' She smiled softly.

''I always do too,'' I grinned at her and winked.

''Ughhhhh, just get in.'' She growled. I've never heard her angry before, it's sexy.

''Where do you think you two are going?'' A voice from the darkness boomed. Ohh shit.

Chapter 25: Chocolate On Chocolate

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''JENNNN,'' I heard my name being called as I sat on my bed, my knees brought up with my laptop sitting on them. Anytime I was angry I'd read MLIA, some of the posts on there really brought my spirits up but not this time.

''I'm coming!'' I shouted. I moved out from under my quilt and slipped off my shorts and pulled on a pair of sweats as I felt how cold the house had become.

I ran down the stairs and into the kitchen where I noticed Bill Guerin sitting at the table with a girl who seemed about my age on the other side of him. Please let that be his daughter. I felt myself laugh internally. I loved my private jokes with myself.

''Hey sweetie, come sit down. This is Darcy, Bill's daughter,'' Ohh thank God. ''Since Bill came to the team, Darcy hasn't met many people her own age, we thought you two could hang out.'' The girl was good looking with deep red hair and pretty brown eyes. The red obviously wasn't her natural color but it suited her. She let out a small smile, she looked just as annoyed at her parents as I was, it was like they were trying to set us up on a date.

''Do you want to come up to my room, maybe stay tonight?'' I knew I had previously arranged to meet Jordan but the more I thought about it the more far fetched it sounded. Romeo and Juliet we were not. I figured I should get to know this girl, she seems nice enough.

''Yeah sure,'' She looked at Bill for permission to which he nodded and grinned. Following me up into my room, she sat down on bed and sighed.

''I'm so sorry. My dad dragged me here and I didn't know what to do,'' She started cautiously, obviously trying to work me out as I was her.

''Don't worry about it, I take it you've heard a bout my escapades then,'' I chuckled a little, trying to make a little light of my situation.

''Omg, Jordan Staal! How did you get him?'' She grinned and laughed with me. ''It sucks what your dads doing,'' She looked at me with sympathy.

''Yeah it does. I feel like such a puck bunny saying this but he truly is the hottest boy I've ever seen.'' I started feeling like a normal seventeen year old girl again but I still held a small hope that he would turn up.

As 7pm came and went my hopes started to diminish. Darcy saw my mood began to falter and dragged the truth out from me. ''Aww babes, he's just a guy. A very very stupid one for not turning up as well,'' She tried to make me feel better. ''I bet it's not even that big anyway,'' I pulled away from her and she winked at me. We both fell about the floor laughing. She was certainly growing on me.

''Lets go get two men who'll never let us down,'' She ran into the kitchen, making herself at home and pulled out a tub of Ben & Jerry's from the freezer. Picking up two spoons from the draining board she sat down at the table and pulled off the top. I hesitated before sitting down, taking a spoon and diving straight in.

Before long we had gotten a few bars of chocolate and began dipping it into the ice cream. ''Mmm, chocolate on chocolate, that is so good,'' I said my mouth full of the sugary treat. It's true junk food can make you feel way better.

The rest of the night was spent leaving post on Jordan Staal message boards about what a douche he is, watching dvd's and chatting about boys. Although saying Jordan's a douche doesn't mean I really believe it, I mean it made me feel better about him not bothering to turn up but really it still hurts.

''Jen?'' Darcy said as we lay in bed trying to sleep.

''Yeah?'' I answered.

''Do you think you love him?''

''I'm not sure.'' It was the million dollar question.

As I drifted in and out of sleep, it stayed with me. Did I love him? What is love? I'm too young for all of that stuff, I knew I didn't want to be without him but love? Really? I managed to get into a deep sleep until I heard a tapping at my window. Someone through stones at it possibly?

Tap

Tap

Tap

It was 4am. I hoped it was who I wanted it to be. I prayed and walked to the window, sliding it up. And poking my head to inspect where the noise was coming from.

''JENNNN,'' I heard for the second time today. ''I NEEEEEDDD YOU!'' He stood below my window shouting so loudly I was sure it would wake the whole house up and I was also very sure about something else. He was drunk.