Story III: Stay, Just Long Enough To Explain
Summary: Everything was going to smoothly. How the hell did it change so quickly. "I won't be just another notch in your bed post, Potter."
Word Count: 1,575
Author's Note: I missed my Jily fluff! Anyway, this is slightly based off of "When It Rains" by Paramore. I'll probably be basing a few other fics off of this song because it's just such good inspiration. Hope you guys like it xx.
So why can't you stay, just long enough to explain
You can take your time
Take my time.
"Why are you so damn stubborn!?" He yelled at her. Truly confused at how their conversation had made such a sharp and unpleasant turn. The redhead that James loved so much, simply huffed in annoyance as she tried to ignore him. If she could leave, she would have, but it was past curfew and they were in her room. Walking to the other side of the room she stared out the window, watching the gentle snow collect on the windowsill and trying to avoid an unwanted conversation between the two of them.
"Hello? Evans! I'm not leaving until you tell me what the bloody hell is wrong!" He told her, raising his voice slightly in an attempt to get her attention, but failed as she continued to stare out of the fogged up glass.
Lily squeezed her eyes tightly and counted backwards from ten, it was a trick her old roommate taught her when James managed to get her riled up, this is how she would calm down. Lily didn't even remember what she was mad about in all honestly. She had spent the last seven years despising this boy's existence but the second he kissed her- oh that's what she was mad about.
She leaned her forehead against the cool glass and sighed. When he kissed her all she felt was fireworks. It felt like every inch of her body was tingling from his touch. She felt the blush rush to her cheeks and all she wanted to do was wrap her hands in his unruly black hair and snog him senseless. But she had pulled away quickly, as if a bucket of ice water was dumped on her. Lily remembered that she was just another one of his conquests. A challenge he wanted to beat to claim her as a prize.
"Potter why are you so bloody annoying?" She snapped at him. Honestly fed up with being just another game.
James' eyes widened and narrowed in frustration. "Why are you so frustrating, Evans?!" He crossed her room in a heart beat, placing his hands on her small shoulders and spinning her around to face him. She slapped his hands away without hesitation.
"Get off of me." She spat at him, channeling all of her built up anger into her voice. "And get out of my room."
James moved his hands on either side of her head, so they rested on the window. He stepped closer to her, leaving nothing but an inch between their bodies. "Why won't you tell me what's wrong, Lily." He spoke so softly, almost to himself and the vulnerability in his voice made Lily's insides clench.
"Please James, don't do this. Don't try to act all sweet to make me fall for you." She begged him. As soon as the words fell from her lips she realized that that was the first time she hadn't referred to him by his surname. And from the look on his face, he caught her mistake as well, but he wasn't about to bring attention to it. Not yet anyway.
James scoffed, leaning his head in closer to her so that his breath fanned against the skin of her neck. Lily squeezed her eyes shut, trying to block out the tantalizing sensation. "Act? You think everything I've done- everything I feel for you is an act?" He tried to keep himself composed, but he was unraveling. He had fallen in love with this girl. And she thinks it's just an act.
"I know it is." Lily stated, trying to keep the firmness in her voice.
James leaned back to glare into her emerald eyes, "that's a load of bullshit, Evans."
"I won't be just another notch in your bed post, Potter." She hissed and shoved on his chest. Effectively putting some space between them.
"Damn it, Lily you're not!" He yelled at her. Utterly baffled. What could he possibly do to make her understand.
"Oh shove it." She said, rolling her eyes and plopping down on her bed, arms crossed and eyebrows raised. "Are you going to show yourself out?" He ignored her sarcasm.
"You kissed me back, Evans. I know you felt something." She snorted. Don't let him in.
"All I felt was the ghost of every girl you've ever fucked lingering on your lips." Her harsh tone made James visibly flinch. She was lying through her teeth at this point. But she needed to protect herself. She's seen how the girls swoon over him, and she's seen how he's broken their hearts.
"Lily.." He trailed off quietly, at a loss for words after her outburst. "You're different." Was all he could manage to get out of his mouth.
"I don't want to have his conversation again James. We're just going around in circles and it's getting late, I would like to get some rest, we have exams tomorrow. In case you've forgotten."
James clenched his jaw. "To hell with exams, Lily. Is that what you think of me? That I like to toy around with a girl's feelings?" Lily shrugged and nodded. "Lily the entire god damn castle knows that you're the only girl I want. Everyone knows that no other girl even comes close. Any girl I've snogged... She was just a distraction from you. And she knew that. I couldn't help that they fall for me." He said sheepishly, running a hand through his unruly hair.
When Lily stayed silent, he continued. "Fuck Lily, I know you felt something." She still wouldn't respond to him. Nothing she could say would sway the conversation in her favor so she just stayed silent.
"Fuck it," James mumbled before crossing her room and kissing her. Lily was shocked. Unresponsive. Angry. Frustrated. And worst of all, completely dazed by the power behind the amazing kiss. When James nibbled on her bottom lip, Lily gasped and wrapped her hands in the front of his t-shirt, holding him securely against her. His tongue was moving so slowly it was almost torturous. Everything about the kiss was erotic. It was passionate and slow but full of heat. And she could feel it engulfing her body.
Lily had to pull away, panting and struggling to get air into her lungs, but he wasn't about to let her go so easily. He put his hands on her tiny waist and maneuvered her body so that the was straddling him. James moved his lips down the ivory painted skin of her throat and nipped at the base of her neck, enticing a beautiful moan from Lily. God that sound was music to his ears. He wanted to savor every second of this. He kissed slowly along her neck in trails before finding her weak spot. She gasped and wrapped a hand into his back messy hair while he kissed and sucked on her neck. He knew he was going to leave a mark and the thought hadn't even crossed her mind yet. And he knew it. He knew she was going to give him hell for this hickey. But it would be worth it. Hell, he was prepared to get slapped and/or jinxed when he moved in to kiss her. But instead, he got this.
He pulled away from her neck and cradled her face in his hands. "Lily you're the only one I want. Please believe that." He had a feeling this was it. It was the last chance he had to explain. And he felt the weight of the world lift off of his shoulders when she nodded.
"I do." James chucked.
"'I do' huh? I'll have you saying that eventually, my lovely Lily." She laughed and playfully swatted at his chest.
"Oh shut it you twat." James clicked his tongue.
"Oh but darling, I'm your twat now."
Lily giggled and nodded enthusiastically, wrapping her arms around his neck, "damn right you are, Potter."
He leaned in to kiss her and smiled against her lips. "I'm glad you let me stay long enough to explain."
She rolled her eyes, "you wouldn't leave!"
James groaned and laid back onto her bed, propping himself up on his elbows so he could see her sitting on his lap, flushed from their kiss. "Evans, I'm trying to be romantic here give me a break."
Lily laughed and lowered herself down onto his chest, whispering into his ear. "Not a chance, Potter."
Author's Note: Am I allowed to fangirl over my own ending? Well I'm doing it anyway. Please leave your reviews, they're lovely and I love hearing what you guys think of my writing!