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[Victrola Fairfax]

"I ..." Victrola frowned.

Why did she just yell at him not to go? "I am sorry." She said, wrapping her arms around herself and leaning back on the chair. She felt ... weird and a little lightheaded. She wanted Jared to go and yet she didn't want him to leave. She hated being aroud him, yet sometimes, she felt the butterflies fluttering in her stomach when she caught sight of him or when he said or did certain things.

What was wrong with her?

She closed her eyes and let he head hang back. "Sorry." She muttered again.

Confusing him? She was confused herself.

[Jared Zegers]

He was confused. She was confused.

Oh Lords of confusion kill him!

He watched her face turn into a frown and then back to complete irritation and then again to confusion- she muttered her sorry and Jared shoved his hands inside his pockets. "I'll just go then .." He muttered, little disappointed that she really didn't actually want him there-

But then again, she had shouted 'NO' .. so what did that mean? What was all this? .. Oh lords .. Maybe they both were going insane- because He sure never had that twisty feeling in the stomach and not from Victrola, well always from Victrola but He just never noticed it before.

"You know what, Wait-" He suddenly spoke, turning around half way through. "I have to try something. He walked over to her, moving her chair from his foot. "I need to know or it might just drive me insane .." He admitted. Grabbing her hand- He pulled her up, right against his chest- "God, Your Hot .." He breathed and crashed his lips onto hers.

His hand placing itself onto her neck- other am draping itself round her waist.

See now this was the feeling He was pretty sure of. He had been wanting to snog her for quiet sometime now.

[Victrola Fairfax]

'I'll just go then.'

What? NO!
Or yes?

She didn't know. Frowning, Victrola did't move. She stayed where she was but then his tone caught her notice and she snapped ot of it. He needed to KNOW somehing? What?

With raised eyebrows, she watched him as he came over to her and moved her chair. She ignored the flutterings in her stomach. "Need to kow what?" She asked him. Insane? How much more insane could he get? He was already crazy.

Then she felt him pull her to her feet and against his chest. Her hearbeat accelerated.

WHAT?!

"What are you DOING?!" She whined over his other comment. Hot? Who in their right mind would call her hot?

He really had lost it.

She didn't get much time to think about anything else. Next second she felt something hard and hot against her lips and she forgot everything. Just like before. It was only him. All him. Her hands reached his hair without her remembering how they got there. She clung onto him ... the person she was so eager to get away from. Why was it that she was feeling so ... wonderful? Just like the protagonist of those mushy romance novels.

She pulled away when she could think coherrently, pushing him away.

"WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM?!" She asked him as soon as she could breath. Stumbling back to her chair she collapsed in it then looked up at him. "WHY are you doing this to me?"

Okay. So she liked him. A little more than she would have liked. She didn't think there was any way she could help it though. But she wasn't telling him that.

No way.

[Jared Zegers]

Her 'Whats' and 'Whys' went up his head, He was only planning on getting what He felt having at the moment. Jared was sure, if she had her way- She would question his intentions all day long but right now- He was not on the mood to go her way.

Her lips, so soft, felt much better than the last time on his eager ones. Maybe the next time He kissed her, they'll feel more better. Wow. Her fragile body twitched in his arm- and his hand caressed the nape of her neck, his thumb brushing over her cheek. Hr fingers pushed inside his own hair, with her clinging on- and Jared, willingly- pulled her completely against himself.

His lips, tasting hers.

But then, there went the bulb inside Victrola's head and she pulled away, only to collapse back down- Jared, no doubt was glad because He had forgotten to breathe- He breathed but then frowned at her question. For that - she pulled awaay?

"I am not done yet," He said, sternly and leaned down, close enough that his lips were inches away from hers. "I want more .." He whispered, eyes staring down hers- And then He let his lips drift across hers - gently at first, of course not caring for her approval- and then slowly His hands reached for hers and He pulled her up again- kissing her still.

He pulled her up and then placed her hands round his neck, rounding both his on her waist. He pulled his lips back only a little to breathe- and then pressed them again against hers with a new edge of heat. He felt heated, the rush inside his blood was maddening- He wanted this. He was sure.

Demandingly, He pressed her against him more- He was getting his snog today. He wasn't letting her get away this time!

Who would have known!

[Victrola Fairfax]

Jesus. He was SO annoying. Her rections to him were annoying. EVERYTHING about him was annoying. He was actually frowning at her when he had no reason to frown. She was the one who should be annoyed. Who was annoyed. And blissfully happy at the same time. Was that even possible?

'I'm not done yet ... I want more.'

His words left Victrola breathless. The fact that he was leaning in and closing th distance between them didn't really help either. And before she could recover, she felt his lips against hers again.

Siiiiiiiiiigh.

She gave up for a few moments, enjoying something she shouldn't be enjoying. She could feel his strong hands pulling her up to her feet. Feel them pull her arms around his neck and then slide down to her waist. She trembled in his arms. When he released her lips for a moment, she took in a deep breath and then felt his lips capture hers again.

But now there was a new edge to the kissing. A new agression. Heat really. He was going too far. She struggled against him, wanting to push him away, but her thoughts weren't coherrent. She couldn't think or move straight. "Jared ..." She whispered around his lips, but then he pulled her closer to himself -- if that was not impossible. It was hurting now.

"Jared ..." She grabbed a fistfull of his air and pulled in an attempt to pull his face away from hers.

[Jared Zegers]

This was not How He pictured this to be. Yes, as long as He was going into his admitting phase- He had tried to picture this moment a couple of times, but nothing really came out well. All Jared knew, right now- He had not imagined himself being knocked out of his guts, just because of her lips.

He felt sad and happy both at the same time. Happy because- He was Happy because the feeling of her lips, her kiss beated every other and sad because she will walk away- the moment she was in control. He would never be good enough for her. This was going to end.

She whispered his name and He felt another kick on stomach- He did not want this to end. Why didn't Victrola's bulb fuse all together? Stubbornly, He ignored her voice- just tightening his grip round her as if He going to make her a prisoner right there, in his arms.

And suddenly He felt her pulling on his hair- He winced, finally opening his eyes and pulling away- only to breathe hard. For a moment, He felt mad- crazy mad but then Jared found himself looking in her eyes for a few moments. He lightly rested his forehead against hers. "I am sorry .." He breathed finally and let his arms open- stepped away from her.

His anger, for some reason boiling more. He shouldn't have done this!

"I am frekking sorry!" He growled and turned away. Grabbing his book and stalking away from the place.

[Victrola Fairfax]

He pulled away. Victrola wasn't sure how he'd react when she did that, but he did pull away. Well, it probably would have hurt him. She did pull with a little more force than necessary. But he was hurting her!

She sighed when he rested his head against hers. She liked it, for some weird reason. Just resting her forehead against his as both their breathing slowed down. She didn't know why she didn't let go of his neck then. She didn't pull her arms away.

'I am sorry.'

Well, he should be. This was the third time it had happened and the second time in the past five minutes. Somehow, she really wasn't sorry he did it. She wanted to be. She wished she was.

Then he let her go and she, unwillingly, pulled her arms way from his neck and wrapped them around herself as she sat down again.

She wante to say so many things, yet she couldn't bring herself to talk. Instead sh just clutched onto herself. WHen he spoke again (or raher, growled), Victrola jumped in her seat and watched him storm out.

"I am sorry ..." She whispered as she watched his back disappear. "... Sorry I am so confused."

She felt terrible. She was messing with him too. She didn't want to. Her confused feelings were encouraging him one moment and then pushing him away the next and she needed to sort them out. Soon.