You’ve Got it Bad

Nine

Perrie's POV 

I held her there for what seemed like hours until her trembling subsided. She finally began to move around and I loosened my hold on her. I couldn't believe I was holding her right now. So tight.

"Are you okay, baba?" I asked, looking down into her coffee brown eyes. My protective side popped out right away, and all I wanted to do was shield her from the world.

She nodded slowly. "Yeah, I'm fine. I'm sorry you had to see that." She looked down at the floor.

"Hey, you don't ever have to apologize for that prick. I'm just glad you're okay." I slipped my hand under her chin and gently pulled her eyes up to meet mine again.

She didn't say anything else, she just stared into my eyes until my heart began to race. She was reading them again, and whatever it was she was looking for, I hoped it was good and I hoped she found it. I saw her quickly shift her eyes across my features as if trying to commit them to memory, until they landed on my lips. 

Still, my heart was beating out of my chest and she was so close I wondered if she could feel it. 

Finally, she pulled her eyes away and sighed. "I'm gonna... ummm... go shower." She said scratching her head.

She started to get up and then stopped. "Um, you can shower in the bathroom out here if you'd like, and I could use the one in the bedroom. If you give me your clothes, I can wash them really quickly so you don't have to put on dirty clothes."

I nodded. "Sounds good. Do you have anything I can put on until they're done?"

"Yeah, of course. You can help yourself to my closet and drawers. Towels and soap are in the bathroom and I keep new toothbrushes in the drawer." This time she got up and so did I. 

I forgot that she was only in her underwear, her pink, lace underwear, and my eyes wandered down her body. The smoothness and evenness of her skin made my mouth water. 

Was it bad that I wanted to taste?

She bent to pick the blanket off the floor and her clothes and I still hadn't taken my eyes off her body. I think she noticed because I saw a smirk spread across her face. Always with that smirk.

At the moment I was staring at her ass and the tattoo climbing her spine that I would have loved to trace with my tongue, when she quickly turned around, catching me off guard.

"Meet you in about 20 minutes?" She asked, with a smile still plastered across her face. I tried my best to pull my eyes up to hers quickly, so she wouldn't notice me staring at her body, but I'm sure I was unsuccessful. Again.

"Y-yeah. For sure."

"Okay, can you give me your clothes first so they can at least be washing already?" She asked.

"One second." I walked into the bathroom and got undressed. I wrapped myself in a towel that was rather short for me and walked back into the living room. 

She looked me up and down, very slowly, and very obviously, and it made me blush and feel wanted at the same time. The thing is, I had no idea if she actually wanted me. Either way, I wish I had her confidence. She then took my clothes and disappeared into the back.

After my shower I went into Jade's room to find something to throw on. I noticed the shower in her bathroom still running and I immediately imagined her being naked and wet about 10 feet from me and sighed. I wanted her so bad.

I quickly found a t-shirt and some shorts. As I was pulling up the shorts I heard the shower shut off and Jade came out of the bathroom in a towel. Her body was still dripping wet and she looked and smelled delicious. 

"Did you find everything okay?" She asked, walking over to the dresser that I was still standing by, very obviously watching me struggle to pull the shorts up over my ass.

Goddamn she's hot.

"Um y-yeah. Thanks." I smiled at her and she returned it before biting her lip. I tried my best to not let my eyes linger on the action.

When she reached the dresser and found what she was going to put on, which happened to be just a sports bra and leggings, she dropped her towel and my jaw dropped with it.

"I'm sorry." I quickly covered my eyes. 

Why in the hell was I apologizing?

I heard her laugh and I was confused. "Perrie, it's okay. You don't have to cover your eyes."

She wants me to see? I'm so confused.

I opened my eyes to see her rubbing lotion on her body and it got me hot... like really hot... and oh so bothered. I couldn't believe Jade was right in front of me... naked. And she didn't seem bothered at all. If I had just a little more confidence I would have went for it. I could definitely see me sitting her on that dresser. 

I was also jealous of how confident in her body she was. Everything was so soft and smooth and tight and curvy and-

"Helloooo, earth to Perrie." She was giggling and waving her hand in my face. 

Shit. I know she caught me now. I was in a whole daydream. Or wet dream... or wet daydream. 

Embarrassment flooded through me. 

"I'm sorry, y-yes?" She had her leggings on but still hadn't put her top on. I really needed her to put her top on... and fast. I couldn't focus on anything. 

What was she trying to do, kill me? 

"Can you put this on my back?" She extended her hand with the bottle of lotion in it. 

Damn, now she wants me to touch her body. This is all too much for me. I'm overwhelmed and extremely aroused. I'm going to need to excuse myself to the bathroom and clean myself up again. 

I hesitantly took the lotion from her and put some in my hands. She turned around and pulled her hair to one side. There was that tattoo again that I wanted to run my mouth down. Something about tattoos always got me, but this one was another level of sexy.

Focus, Perrie. You've embarrassed yourself enough this morning. 

I gently began rubbing the lotion across her smooth skin and as soon as I got the feel of it, I wanted more. All I wanted to do was continue running my hands across the rest of her delicious body and dig my nails into her smooth skin as she made me scream her name. Because she honestly looked like she could.

I rubbed the lotion in until I couldn't take anymore. My thoughts were all over the place. She was so close. I felt like I was going to explode. I wondered if she'd be able to see the sweat beading on my forehead or sense the throbbing between my thighs.

"Thanks, love." She turned around to face me, still topless and still very close. 

It took everything in me to keep my eyes on her eyes and not look down. It was like she was daring me not to look. 

Suddenly, my throat and lips were desert dry. I swallowed hard but tried my best not to lick my lips. She pulled her sports bra over her head, painfully slowly, never breaking eye contact with me. 

She was making me weak and she knew it. She was doing it on purpose. It was a good thing I was leaning against the dresser or else my knees would have gave way a long time ago. My lips felt like they could bleed and I couldn't take it anymore. I ran my tongue across them and noticed her eyes immediately drop to the action. She stared for a few seconds before licking her own plump lips and then biting on her bottom lip. 

Oh f**k. What does that mean?! Why is she so damn sexy?! 

I'm pretty sure I am sweating really hard right now. She took a few steps back but not nearly enough, and I released the breath that I had been holding in. Still, my eyes never left her frame. I couldn't peel them away if I wanted to. 

She's so f*****g hot!

Suddenly, she bent over, grabbing the hair tie from her wrist and putting her hair in a high ponytail. And I couldn't help but bite on my own bottom lip. 

If her intentions were to break me down this morning, she was more than successful. 

I licked my lips again and sighed, which turned into a moan. 

Shit. I really hope she didn't hear that. Control yourself, Perrie!

"Ready?" She asked when she bounced back up to her feet, her eyes immediately landing on the lip I was nearly chewing through.

Yeah, I'm ready alright. 

"For what?" I asked nervously as she got closer.

"For breakfast, silly. I'm starved." She said in a low voice, running her hand across my burning cheek as she walked out of the room. 

This woman is going to be the death of me.

"I'll be right there. I just need to use the bathroom first." I hurried into Jade's bathroom and shut the door, which probably wasn't a good idea because it was still hot and steamy and it smelled like her, which only fogged my head up more. 

I leaned against the sink and took a few deep breaths in an attempt to calm myself down but was unsuccessful. My heart was still beating erratically and my thighs were pressed together. Just that quick, she had me weak. And needy. Nobody has ever had this effect on me.

I looked around, contemplating a cold shower but I knew she would be looking for me soon. I didn't know what else to do at that point, I was about to explode. I had to relieve the pressure. I turned the lock on the door, closed my eyes picturing Jade again, and slipped my hand inside my shorts.

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After I quickly cleaned myself up... again, I walked into the kitchen where Jade was flipping pancakes. 

"What took you so long? Did you get lost in there?" She asked looking over her shoulder at me and then back to the pancakes.

I looked her body up and down, admiring her beautiful skin, her delicious curves and that damn tattoo. That tattoo was quickly becoming my weakness. I quickly recovered from my daze before she realized it. I had embarrassed myself enough for the day. 

"Umm, I just n-needed to use the bathroom." It wasn't a lie.

"Sit, let me make you my wonderful pancakes. You're going to love them." She said.

"What makes them so wonderful?" I asked taking a seat at the table, taking notice of how she seemed to enjoy telling me what to do, not that I had a problem with it.

"I'm making them." She turned around and leaned against the counter, smirking at me.

"Wow, I'm overwhelmed with all of the humility in this room." I laughed and rolled my eyes.

"It's one of my best traits." She laughed for a moment and then stared straight at me. I looked at her as well and felt my heart accelerate again. 

She was too perfect for words.

My eyes were suddenly pulled from hers and to her tongue gliding across her bottom lip. I felt the knot in my lower belly tighten once again, and she was holding onto both ends of the rope. 

Why does she keep doing that to me? Damn she's hot. And she knows it. 

She never once stopped looking into my eyes. 

Is she flirting with me? She can't be, she's taken. But then again he's an ass. I'm just reading too much into this. Does she even like girls? Even if she did, there was no way someone as beautiful as her would want me. 

(A/N: writing this part, I'm reminded of that video of Jade winking and licking her lips... you know the one! )

Suddenly, I smelled smoke and my eyes darted to the skillet next to Jade. She hadn't noticed a thing and was still staring at me, now with her lip between her teeth. 

"Hey chef, you're wonderful pancakes are wonderfully burning." I pointed at the smoking skillet.

"Huh?" She said, quickly shaking her head as if she was in some sort of trance. She quickly turned around and took the crunchy pancake from the skillet. "That one doesn't count." She said, walking it over and dropping it into the trash can. We both giggled.

After a few minutes of talking about whatever came to mind, the pancakes were done and Jade sat them down in front of me. When she didn't walk away, and just leaned against the table, I wondered what was wrong. 

"Well." She said, folding her arms. "Go on, take the first bite."

"Is that what you're waiting on?" I asked and chuckled. 

I put a bite in my mouth and to my surprise it was actually delicious. Still I had to tease her. "Well what do you know, it's a pancake. Tastes like one and looks like one, hell you even got it to smell like one." 

"You're such an ass, Perrie." She laughed and sat across from me with her own plate of pancakes.

"For real though, it's really good." Surprisingly, it was one of the best pancakes I had ever tasted. Something in it gave it a different taste than a normal pancake. "What's your secret?"

She smirked. "A good chef never reveals her secrets."

I smiled at her and she smiled back. We both continued to eat our breakfast in a comfortable silence.

"Hey Jade, can I ask you something?" I asked, once I was done with my breakfast.

"Sure thing, ocean eyes." She stuck another fork of pancake in her mouth.

I don't really know how to ask this, and I really don't want to ruin whatever this is that we're doing, but I hope it comes out okay. "Why do you stay with Jimmy? I see the way he treats you. He doesn't deserve you. You deserve much better than him."

Like me.

She paused as if my question caught her off guard. I saw her swallow the forkful of pancake she had shoved into her mouth. 

"That's a good question, Perrie." She looked straight into my eyes. "And for some odd reason, whenever I look at those ocean eyes, I get the urge to tell you everything. To spill all of my deepest darkest secrets, fears, and desires and I have to stop myself." I smiled and blushed at her response. 

Wow, that was sweet.

She continued, "You're absolutely right though. He's a piece of s**t, and I know that he doesn't deserve me. It took me longer than you would think to come to that realization. But he and I have an understanding. Or had one rather. Our relationship was less romantic and more of an agreement, although once upon a time I would have liked it to be a bit more romantic. I did love him once. I guess me getting close to you has started to shake things up a lot, though."

"I'm sorry." I dropped my head. The last thing I wanted to know was that I was the cause of Jade's life being shaken up right now.

She reached across the table and lifted my chin with her index finger. "Hey. No. You've done nothing wrong, and I wouldn't trade these past few months for anything in the world. I'm super happy I met you. I've just gotten myself tangled up with a dumbass for the rest of my life." She smiled at me, brushing her hand over my cheek. Her words gave me comfort and I smiled back. 

But what did she mean 'for the rest of her life'? 

"What kind of agreement if you don't mind me asking?" 

She sighed. "I don't mind you asking at all. It's just, there are things you don't know about me Perrie, things that no one knows about me, and things I don't think you're ready to hear yet."

"Try me. You don't have to hold anything back from me. I would never judge you." I really wanted to know what her secrets were.

"I'm not worried about you judging me, love. I've done things in my past that I've already judged myself for, gone to court, been found guilty, and done my time in my own mind. I'm at peace with it all. It's just not something I think you're ready to hear about me." She replied.

It was my turn to sigh. I had no idea what she meant. "Does it have anything to do with the painting of the little boy in your living room that you don't want to talk about?" 

She smiled and got up from the table without saying a word. She took both plates over to the sink and began washing them. "Pez, I'll tell you everything you want to know when I feel like you're ready to hear it. Just not right now. But thank you for being here, and for coming to my rescue with him. I won't ever forget it. It means more to me than you know."

I got up from my seat at the table when I felt like she was too far away. Something in me was being drawn to her like a magnet. Suddenly, all of my nerves flew out of the window and I got the overwhelming urge to just hold her in my arms. I felt like maybe it had been a while, and that she just needed to be held. To just know that someone cared. 

I understood if she didn't want to tell me about her life. She didn't have to. I needed her to know that I would still be here for her, and it didn't have to be romantically. I would still defend her anytime against anyone. I would protect her, and always hold her when she needed to be held for as long as she needed to be held, and wipe her tears when she cried. I wanted her to know that I would be that somebody for her. I would always be that somebody. If she'd let me.

"Hey." I said softly, approaching her from behind. 

She turned around to face me and for the first time since she showed up on my doorstep that day, I saw fear and uncertainty in her eyes. Those brown eyes were like a book. They said everything her mouth couldn't. Or wouldn't. 

I could see that she was scared, but I couldn't tell what she was scared of. I could see pain. I could see tiredness. I could see that she'd been through some things, and probably is still going through them. Whatever it was, I needed her to know that she didn't have to face it alone.

"You don't have to tell me anything if you don't want to. I understand and I respect that. When it feels right, you will. And I'll listen. I promise I'll always listen. In the meantime, I'm here for you." I wrapped her small warm body up in a hug and sighed into her long brown hair. 

If only she knew how much I loved her. If only she knew what I'd do for her to love me back.

She seemed surprised, but quickly wrapped her arms around me and hugged me back. "Thank you, Perrie. I lo-"

Whatever she was about to say, she stopped herself and looked down at the floor. "Hey, do you have any plans this weekend?"

I shook my head.

"Wanna stay over? It can be like a slumber party!" Her eyes lit up and she looked genuinely excited at the idea.

To be honest, the idea excited me as well. "You bet! Just let me run home and grab a few things."

"Great! It's gonna be so much fun." She dried her hands on the towel and placed a soft kiss on my left cheek before skipping off down the hall.

I know it wasn't a kiss kiss, but it was the first time I'd ever felt her lips. They were the softest I'd ever felt and it was just as satisfying as a real kiss. I stood there, heart pounding, knees weak, blood rushing to my cheeks and hot. 

What have I gotten myself into? A whole weekend of her making me feel like this? Yes, please.