Time Jumper: Jackson Rathbone Part three

I opened my eyes, blinking a few times to clear the haze, to see Jacksons face above me. He smiled down at me. "Sorry, I tried to carry you home without waking you up."
"It's okay" I said, holding onto his neck so I didn’t fall. He didn’t stop to put me down, so I leant my head against his chest and he chuckled lightly.
"Comfy?" He asked.
"Comfier than Ben's sofa. I think Sam stashed playboy magazines under the cushions. It was lumpy." Jackson Laughed, and I heard Ben beside us laughing too.
"Sound's about right." Ben said, opening the door to the apartment. Jackson carried me in and put me down on the sofa, pulling the blankets over me.
"Night, Vick" He smiled down at me, hovering for a few seconds and then went to leave. I coughed to get his attention, sitting up. He chuckled. "What?"
"Where's my hug?" I said, smiling and opening my arms. He came back over and leant down, wrapping his arms around me, as I did the same. When he stood up again, he smiled and kissed my forehead, before going to his room.
"Night Vick." He repeated when he got to the door, and then disappeared, closing the door behind him. Ben waved and I waved back, laughing lightly. I changed into Jackson's sweats and shirt before curling back up on the sofa.

The lights were all off, it was after midnight, and I sat staring out of the window, up at the moon.
"What’s happening? Why all of this now? What reason?" I whispered, before looking over at Jackson's door. I got up and crept over to it. I pressed my ear against the door and heard nothing. I don't know what came over me, but I slowly opened the door and peeked in. He was asleep. I smiled. He was so cute. Cuter than when he played Nick Fiske in Beautiful People. Cuter than Jasper and Alice. I snuck in and slowly, carefully, sat at the end of his bed. He was breathing evenly, and I watched him like this for about five minutes when I thought to myself.
'What am I doing? I'm like a stalker! It’s crazy. I'm like a female version of Edward, except not a vampire. Get out now, before he wakes up"
I stood up slowly and walked back over to the door. Just as I got to the door, I heard something behind me. I looked. Jackson was sat up slightly, leaning on his elbow, rubbing his eye with the other hand, looking at me.
"Vicky? What's the matter?"
"Nothing. I'm fine. Sorry. Go back to sleep."
"Come here" He said, sitting up properly now and waving his arm, indicating for me to go over to him.

I ran my hand through my hair as I walked back over to the bed. Was he worried about me?
"Come on, Vick." He smiled sleepily, pulling the covers back for me to climb in. I stood for a few more seconds, staring at him, and then I climbed in, getting comfy. I lay down next to him and he pulled the cover over me and pulled me close, wrapping his arms around me.
"You sure you’re okay?" He asked. I nodded, speechless. I got comfy, curling up next to him and smiling at him.
"Thanks, Jackson."
"Call me Jay." He smiled, closing his eyes and holding me close to him, as if he could protect me to any bad dreams he thought I might be having.
"Thanks Jay" I said, smiling as I got comfortable in his arms, closing my eyes.
"OhMyGodOhMyGodOhMyGod" I squealed. Becca laughed.
"What!?"
"I’m... Asleep. In his bed!" I squealed excitedly.
"Oh god, you didn’t did you? 'Cos technically, you’re only eight."
We laughed.
"No, of course not. He thought I had a bad dream. He's so sweet! If it’s possible to fall even more in love with him, I just did." I grinned.

"You’re going to have to start figuring out how long it is youre here for each time." Becca said.
"You work on that too. We'll figure out the whole time thing sooner or later." I nodded.
"And, How the heck you’re doing this?"
"It seems like I'm still there when I'm here. Do you know what I mean? This is pretty confusing for me" I giggled.
"Yeah. Like, you go poof here, but there, you’re just asleep" She nodded. "Maybe... Close your eyes, Vicky." I did as she said.
"And this is in aid of what exactly?" I could feel arms around me. My cheek warmed up. I opened my eyes.
"That." She grinned.
"I can feel what I feel there. He's still got his arms around me." I squealed.
"Try again." Becca said, leaning back on her pillow, pulling elphy into her lap. I close my eyes. His arms were still there, my cheek was still warm. I opened my eyes and raised my eyebrows at Rebecca.
"What?" She asked. I rubbed my forehead. "He kissed you in your sleep. Adorable!" She laughed.

"Poof. Have fun." Becca laughed. I could hear it getting fainter until I couldnt hear her at all. Jackson still had his arms around me. My cheek was warm, like I had felt. My head was on his chest. I was curled up on his side. I smiled, opening my eyes slowly to see the light in the window. I sat up and looked down at Jackson and his eyes were closed. How had he kissed my forehead? When had he?
"Jay?" I whispered. His eyes shot open and I almost had a heart attack. "God don't do that" I said, hitting hit stomach lightly. He chuckled.
"Sorry. What's up?"
"Nothing. Just wondering if you were awake, is all." I said, smiling down at him.

Ben and Jackson got ready for lesson’s and headed out of the apartment. I was back on the sofa, television on mute and eating a slice of toast. I was watching the weather, thinking. I brushed the crumbs off my hands and got up, taking my plate over to the kitchen sink. I raised my eyebrow, looking at all the mess. Boys. I spent about an hour washing all the dirty dishes and then another ten minutes finding where things belonged.
I looked at the clock as I made my way back over to the sofa. An hour to kill. I closed my eyes.
“Figured it out yet?” I asked. Becca jumped.
“Geezus… and no. Have you?” She asked.
"No. It would be easier if I slept at the right times...." I replied.
“I agree, I would be a lot easier that way. You sleep too much, anyway.” Becca she said
“Do not” I rolled my eyes. Hearing a noise, I looked toward the wardrobe. “Okay, I’ll sleep for twelve hours and stay awake for that too.” I nodded and closed my eyes. I felt a soft warm breeze and, opening my eyes again, I saw Ben G looking down at me.
“Ben was right, you do sleep a lot.” He said, chuckling, putting a cigarette in his mouth and lighting it.

"You washed up?" I heard Ben J say from the general direction of the sink.
"Yes. because I'm guessing nobody would have done it otherwise." I rolled my eyes.
"Thanks, Vick!" he grinned at me. I coughed, inhaling a puff of smoke. I shot a look at Ben G and he took a step back. Jackson chuckled from the door, taking his shoes off.
"Sorry, I've been craving for a smoke all day." Ben said, smiling and flicking ash into an ashtray on the windowsill.
"You should really quit that you know. It'll damage your lungs. And, It's isnt cool to smoke, either." I started my mini-lecture. My Mum had always smoked, and it had always bothered me. I didnt want to see these guys getting ill because of smoking. Heck, I didnt want them getting ill full stop. After being here for only two or three days, they felt like my best friends.
"Yeah, yeah. Thats what my Mom told me. I don't care." Ben G said, rolling his eyes and taking another drag.
"Please, at least work on quitting?" I said, looking down at the floor.
"Whatever. I'll think about it."