You’ve Got it Bad

Twelve

Perrie's POV 

I sat in my car, parked outside of my house. I was hoping that Jimmy would be here, and to my luck his car was right in front of mine. 

My heart raced as I sat and thought. I had no idea what I was going to do, but I wanted to do something. All I know was I wanted him to leave Jade and her son the hell alone. I could try talking to him, but clearly he's not a talker. 

He's angry and violent, and I'm sure it'd quickly turn into a fight. I think it upset him a lot more because he wasn't just going to hit me and get away with it. I actually put up a fight. A good one too. I am not the one. I wouldn't consider myself violent, but I can for sure defend myself. 

I prepared myself mentally for another fight. Maybe if I beat him to a pulp, he'd leave Jade alone. Then again, she'd never find out where her son was, and I'd probably end up in jail and never see her again.

I was startled out of my thoughts when my phone rang. I looked down at the caller ID and swallowed the lump that formed in my throat when I saw Jade's name. I ignored it. I know she told me to stay out of it, but it hurt me to see her hurting. She called again, and I ignored it again. 

Let me do this Jade.

I went to get out of the car and it rang again. 

Shit. 

I couldn't keep ignoring her, and I couldn't lie to her. 

"Hello." I picked up, sounding guilty already.

"Perrie, where are you?"

"I'm home." I didn't lie.

"Why?" She asked, her voice cracking a little. My heart sank. I think she thought I was running from her. Like maybe she had scared me away.

I didn't respond. I couldn't respond.

"Why, Perrie?" Her voice got louder this time.

"I just want to talk to him, Jade." I replied.

"Perrie, no. Please come back ho- here. That's not going to get us anywhere." She pleaded.

"How do we know if we don't try?" I asked.

"Don't you think I've tried talking to him? He's an asshole, Perrie. And you talking to him is only going to make him more angry, and I don't want him angry because who knows what he would do to my baby." Her voice cracked again. "He already thinks the two of you are in some sick competition for my attention." I heard her let out an exhausted sigh. 

She must be so damn tired.

I sat back in my seat. She was right. There had to be an easier way that minimized her contact with him. I sighed. "You're right." 

"It's late. Come back and we can talk in the morning." She said.

"I'm already home, Jade. I could just go straight to bed right now."  I said.

"The last thing that he needs to see right now is you. Don't go in there." She replied.

If I didn't know any better, I'd say that she just wanted me to come back to her. "But he won't-"

"Perrie, please." She said, cutting me off.

I couldn't really tell what she was pleading for, but I hated to hear her sound so desperate and low. "Okay, I'll be there in a few." I started the car back up and backed out of the driveway. 

I couldn't tell if Jade wanted me there with her, or if she just didn't want me here with him. Either way, I was more than happy to go back and cradle her in my arms tonight. 

"Drive safely, Perrie. I'll wait up." With that she hung up the phone.

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When I arrived back at Jade's, she buzzed me in and unlocked the door. When I finally made it to her door I opened it and saw her standing in the kitchen stirring what looked like a cup of tea. She stopped and ran over to me, wrapping her arms around me. 

It startled me and I stumbled back a bit, but quickly caught myself and hugged her back. My arms fit perfectly in the arch of her back and her head fit just as perfectly under my chin. I couldn't help but think that we were made for each other.

"Thank you, Perrie." She whispered into my chest as I held her. 

I looked down at her and her eyes met mine. "For what? I didn't do anything."

"For everything. You've done more than you know." She said. 

She stood on the tips of her toes and gave me a quick peck on the cheek, which instantly heated me up and turned me tomato red. It was still just a soft and sweet as the first one. 

"I'm glad you made it back safely. Here, I made tea." She let me go and then glided over to the cups on the counter, extending one to me.

I was stuck and trying really hard not to embarrass myself like always, but she just put her lips on me like it was nothing. Again. I know it was just a quick peck on the cheek to her, but it was so soft and there was nothing I wanted more than to feel them on mine. 

"Pez? You okay?" She asked, snatching me from my thoughts. My eyes went straight to her lips and I stared at them for a few seconds. She had to have noticed, because she licked them and my knees got weak. And that familiar knot twisted inside of me.

Why did she have to do this to me? 

"Um, yeah. I'm good. Sorry, I spaced." As I took the cup from her hand, our hands momentarily brushed and I swear I felt an actual spark. "T-thank you." I said before bringing the cup to my lips.

She smiled into her mug, and I let my eyes roam her body, sneaking a quick glance.

She was wearing a black sports bra and pink pajama shorts with black cats on them. They were adorable, but seeing so much of her skin, was a lot more than adorable to me.

God, she's hot. Like unbelievably HOT.

"What are you up to tomorrow?" And the rest of your life, I wanted to add.

"I have work in a few hours." She shrugged.

"Oh no, you're gonna be so tired. I'm sorry I kept you up." I quickly walked my empty mug over to the sink and started to wash it. "You gotta get to bed."

She walked up behind me... very close behind me. "I'll be fine, love." 

I could feel her breath on the back of my neck and it made my hairs stand up. She reached around me and put her hand on mine. Just like the first time back at home, she had her body against mine as she reached around. I could feel her chest in my back and my ass pressed right against her lower abdomen. 

Shit. She was making me lightheaded and I think she knew it. Why did she have to play these games?

"Let me wash those, why don't you go take your clothes off." She said softly.

WHAT?! 

"And get your PJs on." She continued after a pause, that I'm sure she did on purpose. Again, her breath tickled my neck, and my knees were threatening to give way any second. I nearly lost it when I felt and heard her inhale my scent and quietly moan. I think she does like me. Or at least the way I smell.

Neither of us moved for a moment, but I had to get out of there before I collapsed. I wanted her so bad. Right there on that kitchen sink. I quickly spun around to break free. Big mistake. I was now face to face with her. Her brown eyes trailed up my body and to my eyes. Stopping at my lips for a second. She made no attempts to back up. I was about to fall down.

I grabbed the counter behind me for support, but I couldn't look away from her lips. Her eyes slowly flicked to my death grip on the counter and then to my eyes, and I swear I saw a small smirk play on her lips. The lips that I want so bad.

Would it be so wrong if I just went for it? I HAD to taste those lips. 

But just as I built the nerve to lean in, she moved to the side.

"Sorry, I'm blocking you." She giggled and the butterflies fluttered back into their hiding spots in my stomach.

I can't believe I was really prepared to go for it. Who AM I?

"It's fine." A nervous laugh escaped my lips. 

I'm really not complaining.

I smiled at her and she smiled back as she went back to washing and drying the cups, and I went to put on my pajamas. 

Moments later, as I was pulling my cami over my head, I turned to see her leaning against the door frame.

"Sorry, I didn't want to startle you." She smiled.

I wondered just how long she had been standing there, and how much she had seen. I blushed.

"Creep." I said, as I tossed one of the pillows from the bed at her. Even though I didn't find it creepy at all. It actually turned me on even more.

She let it hit her and she dramatically fell to her knees. "Oh no, I've been hit. Save yourself." She extended one arm, still very dramatically before falling to the floor.

I started laughing hysterically. She could be such a goof ball. "You are such a goof." I said in between fits of laughter. 

She started laughing too, as she rolled over and got to her feet. I imagined her with her son and realized where she must've gotten all of her playfulness from. I would really love to meet him. I wonder how much like her he is.

"Come on, lets sleep." She climbed in bed and extended her hand for me. 

I took it without hesitation and cozied up next to her. This was my new favorite thing. In the world. And our new norm, I guess. I laid on my back and she curled up into my side, throwing one leg right across me and locking my thigh in between hers. She rested her arm across my torso, right between my breast and buried her face into my neck. 

Even though it pained me to be so close to her and not actually be able to be close to her, if you know what I mean. I had to admit she was a really good cuddler.

"Night, Pez." She whispered into my neck, sending chills and goosebumps all over me.

"Night, Jadey." I lightly kissed the top of her head and drifted off to sleep, happy to hold my heart in my arms one more night.