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I'm going to die.

I'm going to die.

"Oh my god", I groan as I open my eyes. This headache is killing me.

"Im dying", I murmur while clutching my head.

I turn my head towards the right and almost scream.

"Good morning", Ciara says with a smirk. Her face is just beside mine.

"Ciara", I groan. "What are you doing? You scared the hell out of me."

"Queens don't feel scared that easily", she laughs.

"What? My head hurts so bad", I murmur. Suddenly I realize that this comforter is not mine, neither this bed or this room.

What in the living hell am I doing in Stefan's room?

"What am I doing here?"

"Jess", Ciara gasps. "You really don't know what happened yesterday night!"

"What happened Ciara?", I ask instantly. "I can't remember anything. Stop smiling like an idiot!"

She points at my clothes and I gasp.

"Who's....Why am I wearing Stefan's shirt?!"

"The cherry has been popped honey", Ciara casually says while checking her nails.

My eyes widen in shock.

"Yesterday night after I dropped you here, things happened between you and Stefan", she adds with a serious face.

"You got really drunk yesterday and all the way home you were saying how much you like Stefan and when you got home.... oh dear! Things did got intense. I saw the marks on his neck."

"What marks?!", I panic.

The door open at the same time I'm panicking. Stefan enters and he smirks upon seeing me. I avert my eyes quickly. I can't even focus on remembering the events from yesterday due to this intense headache. My head is pounding with pain.

Stefan keeps approaching the bed. I look at Ciara then at him then back at her.

"Stefan I was just telling her about yesterday and the marks she gave you", she wiggles her eyebrows provocatively.

Did we really.....?

My stomach starts churning and I dash for the bathroom quickly. Stefan is by my side in a second. He holds my hair up and rubs my back.

"Are you okay?", he asks.

I give him a meek nod and that's when I hear Ciara's loud laugh.

I feel a little dizzy and lean against the counter.

"Are you feeling okay?", Stefans asks with concern etch in his face.

I just stare blankly at him.

"Jess what happened? Ciara what is wrong with you? Stop laughing."

Suddenly I get flashbacks from last night. I ate so many cupcakes and brownies which made me high. Shit! They must have been edibles!

I called Stefan a peasant!

A slave!

A bitch!

My eyes widen at the realization. I even smashed a pizza on his face and called him a sandwich!

Oh my god! What is wrong with me? I recalled pulling his hair as well!

My eyes fall on his lips. I even licked his lips. The moment his lips turns into a smirk, I know he realizes that I remembered what I did last night.

I feel so embarrass!

I feign having a really intense headache by placing my hand on my forehead just to avoid Stefan's gaze.

"What is wrong with you Ciara?", Stefan asks sternly.

"Wait....", she wheezes. "Let me catch my breath."

Due to embarrassment, my mouth suddenly feels like it won't ever open to speak again. I just want to run away. I cringed when more memories starts flooding in my mind.

I threw my heels on him and I even scratched his neck by jumping on him.

"Are you done?"

"Yes", Ciara wipes her tears. "I told her that you two yesterday did the deed and she puked."

She starts laughing again.

"Stefan usually women dies to be with you but Jess! She's disgusted!"

"She's perfect" she wheezes. "I just love her so much."

Ciara's laugh becomes loud again and this time, she just sits down while holding her stomach.

Stefan returns his eyes on me and gives me a sort of disbelief look.

"My head hurts so bad", I wince when I feel another intense throb.

"Freshen up. I'll send breakfast and some painkillers for you", Stefan says in a cool voice.

His earlier mischief look is gone. Is he angry with me?

"Of course he's mad with you Jess", my subconscious retorts, "You pulled his hair, called him names, threw your heels on him and even hurted him!"

My eyes falls on his neck. Damn! It looks so red.

"Does...it...hurts?", I ask slowly while pointing at his neck.

Stefan simply lifts one of his eyebrow, stares at me for a while and then leaves. Damn it! He's angry with me. I hope this doesn't cost me my job. My heart gives a loud thud at the thought of Stefan sacking me.

I look at Ciara and she's still laughing.

"You bitch!", I snap while throwing a pillow on her face.

"I swear to God Jess, the look on your face was everything", she says. "Also Stefan is pissed as hell. You're the first ever girl who gives him such negative reactions. You hurt his ego."

"I didn't do it on purpose", I said. "I can't control my reactions."

"And I'm so glad for that", Ciara laughs.

I throw myself beside her.

"He's so angry with me", I murmur and masage my forehead.

"Don't worry he's not that mad except for the fact that he might avoid you for the whole day", Ciara states.

"Wow. That was so convinving", I reply sarcastically.

"Don't worry I'm taking Liam with me today. So you got the whole day to say sorry."

My eyes fly open.

"Wait? You're leaving me alone with him?! Please don't."

Ciara laughs and gets up.

"Get your man boo", she says and blowing me a kiss, she leaves.

My man?! What the hell?!

"Ciara", I call out but she's already gone.

My head hurts too much for me to go after her right now. I can really use some more sleep right now. I curl into a ball to sleep the pain and embarrassment away but when I remember Stefan, I couldn't just sleep.

I must ask him for forgiveness. He's my boss and I did all those stuff to him. I brush my teeth, take a bath and climb downstairs in search for him.

There he is, sitting on one of the bar stool near the island countertop and sipping his coffee.

The headache is making me feel slightly dizzy. I really need a painkiller or else I'll vomit again.

"Are you going to stand there?", he asks after a while.

I walk towards him and take a seat besides him. My eyes fall on the fridge, making me cringe in the process.

The flashbacks seem to be like a nightmare for me.

Stefan places a plate of food in front of me and two painkillers. Without saying a word, I pick up a fork and start eating. A few bites in and I start feeling full.

"Thank you" I say to Stefan and start getting up to place the plate away.

"You're not done yet", he replies coldly. "Sit down and finish your food."

Damn! He must be really mad at me. His tone is so cold. Why did I have to eat those brownies like a greedy person?!

"Are you angry with me?", I ask slowly while playing with the fork.

He does not reply and just scrolls through his mail.

"Mr Black?"

His eyes snaps on my face instantly and he looks at me by squinting his gaze slightly.

"Call me Mr Black again. I dare you."

His tone is definitely threatening. Should I piss him more or not? But he's already angry with me so just for the sake of it, let me do it again.

I swear to God, it's all my brain's fault. It's weird. Damn it.

"Mr Black, are you angry with me?"

"Well I was not!", he snaps. "Now I am."

I wince instantly at his tone and also because of the headache.

"Drink your medicine", he says and leaves.

I drink the painkillers and sign. I wonder why he is so angry.

Oh right! Because of his surname.

The headache almost makes me want to cry. It's too much. I really should say sorry. I place the plate away and getting up, I follow him till his bedroom.

He's looking outside with his back turn to me. I walk slowly till I reach besides him. He knows I'm right here and still makes as if I'm not.

"Are you avoiding me?", I ask.

No responce.

"Mr.....Stefan?", I catch myself this time. I don't want to make him more angry than he already is.

"I'm so sorry about yesterday", I start speaking after a few minutes of him still ignoring me.

"I didn't knew those brownies were edibles. I should not have kept eating them. I won't eat anymore cupcakes or brownies now."

I remember pulling his hair and feel so bad.

"I'm sorry I pulled your hair and scratched your neck", I murmur and wince and I feel another throb of pain shooting through my skull.

"You remember only doing these things?", he asks in disbelief.

Are there more?!

Yeah. I smashed two slices of pizza on his face.

That's it. I'm gonna cry now.

"I'm so sorry I smashed a pizza on your face and called you a sandwich", my voice cracks and tears genuinely start rolling from my eyes but I'm not that sorry about the pizza part at all because he looked funny and I enjoyed it.

"Hey", Stefan says immediately, cradling my cheeks gently in his palm. "I was only joking. Don't cry. Please don't cry."

"My head hurts so bad", I whisper through my tears.

"Come here", he pulls me in his arms and wipe a tear with his thumb.

"You're not angry with me?", I ask.

"No", he replies. "I was just kidding but I know you're not sorry about smashing that two slices of pizza on my face and calling me a sandwich right after. You're just that evil."

"No I'm not", I murmur through my tears.

Stefan grins and I give him a small smile while trying to wipe my tears.

Letting out a breath, I lean my throbbing head on his chest.

"Does it hurts that bad?"

"Yes. I won't drink again in my life."

Stefan chuckles. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you cry. Want a head massage?"

I nod and within seconds, I'm place on the bed, with him besides me. His fingers start working its magic and within minutes, I'm already sleeping again.

My eyes flutter open and I smile slightly automatically. Stefan is still besides me and is still playing with my hair.

"Hey"

"Hey", I say back. "Thank you for the massage."

My eyes fall on his watch and I gasp. I slept for three whole hours.

"You did this for three hours!", I say in disbelief.

"Watching you sleep while pouting was a sight I could never missed", he says in a teasing voice.

"Haha very funny", I mutter but my cheeks are burning.

"Are you feeling better now?", he asks with his hands still tangled in my hair.

I give him a nod. My eyes fall on his neck and return my eyes back on his face.

"I'm really sorry about this", I apologize and touch his battered skin lightly.

"Nothing to be sorry about", Stefan shrugs. "You're just a wild cat who needs to be tame."

"Tame?"

In a blink of an eye, Stefan pins both of my hands above my head with one of his hand.

"What are you doing?", I ask slowly. He's too close. My heart feels like it's about to escape any minute.

"Just trying to tame this little feline", he says bringing his lips closer to my ear.

A shiver runs down my spine.

I burst out laughing when suddenly he starts tickling me.

Omg! I'm going to die.

"Stefannn", I squeal. "Sto-stop ple-please!"

"Not anytime soon", he says delinquently.

"Stopppppp"

Tears start rolling from my eyes and my whole body starts kicking and thrashing everywhere.

"If I kick you anywhere where I'm not suppose to", I shout. "Don't blame me!"

"Knowing you Cullen", he retorts while trapping legs. "You might just do it on purpose."

"I won't", I laugh. "Stop it."

Stefan laughs with me. He's clearly enjoying tickling me.

"Will you call me Mr Black again?", he asks.

"I won't", I gasp. "I promise."

My stomach starts hurting really bad.

"Stop it. It hurts. My stomach hurt."

Stefan stops tickling me but doesn't moves. He's still hovering above me.

"You're so red", he chuckle.

"That's because of you", I say, wiping my tears away. "You literally made me see red."

He's still smiling at me and suddenly I start feeling shy for no reason. My cheeks feel hot.

"Move", I say when I realize he's staring too much. His gaze drops on my lips.

"Yesterday," he starts saying in a low husky voice. "You said my lips were a disappointment to you."

I know right!

"I don't remember anything", I lie.

"Maybe if I do this", he starts bending his head. "You will remember it."

Oh my God....

My heart gives a loud knock in my chest.

"What are you doing?", I ask, my voice barely a whisper.

"Trying not to disappoint you this time"

Our lips are almost touching, when I hear Liam's happy squeal from downstairs.

"Liam is here", I say happily and I don't know where I get the strength from but I manage to push Stefan off me.

I think I push him too hard because he tumbles down from the bed. I gasp and check him.

"Stefan I'm sorry", I apologize while looking down at him.

"You're something else Cullen", he mutters.

"Such a disappointmemt", I teases him and giving him a knowing smirk, I get up quickly.

I climb downstairs quickly and Liam starts bouncing happily in Ciara's arms upon seeing me.

"Should I bow down to the Queen?", Ciara teases.

"Bow down peasant", I laugh.

"Come here", I say and take Liam in my arms. I miss holding him so much and I think he missed me too because he snuggles in the crooked of my neck immediately.

"I miss you too my love", I murmur and plant a soft kiss on his hair.

"Hey Stefan", Ciara says wiggling her eyebrows.

I frown at her, trying to warn her not to start again.

"Hey Ciara", Stefan mimicks her and swings one of his arm over my shoulder.

I automatically stiffen. Liam just laughs at his father.

"Oh so I see you're not angry at her anymore", she says and adds sneakily. "The messy hair explains all of it."

"Ciara!", I say sternly. "Nothing happened. Just stop it."

"Whatever makes you feel better Jess", she grins and turns to Stefan. "By the way mom called."

"Oh really?", Stefan asks, concentrating on Ciara's words.

I leave from there with Liam while they continue with their conversation about their mom. It's time for a nappy change. I enter the nursery and place him on the bed. He starts talking gibberish with me as if he's explaining how his morning with his aunt went.

"That's great Liam", I say and when I'm done changing his diaper, I pick him up. "I'm glad your morning went well."

"Mine went well too", I hear Stefan's voice just besides my ear. Liam laughs at his father happily.

"Actually it would have went more well if...."

"What if?", I ask and turn around, putting Liam on my front as a barrier.

"If I got what I wanted", he replies huskily while his eyes remain glue on my lips.

"Can we keep it PG please?", I murmur. "There's a child present here."

"I didn't even say anything which is inappropriate", Stefan says, quirking one of his eyebrow.

"You're....", I start blabbering. "You were trying to...." I stop and holding Liam against me tightly and gulp.

"I was trying to what?"

He's clearly enjoying this. Freaking moron.

But a handsome moron.

"Now not's the time brain", I murmur while looking up.

"You're speaking with yourself", Stefan chuckles. "Again."

Liam giggles at his father then looks at me. I put my face behind Liam's little head.

"So what exactly was I trying to do Miss Cullen?", he asks again.

"Fine", I blurt. "You were trying to kiss me."

Liam squeals happily. Is he understanding what I'm trying to say right now? It's like he wants his dad to kiss me.

"Did I say these words to you?", he demands looking all serious now.

"No", I shook my head.

"Then how could you think that?" His tone is all serious now.

"You....were....not....trying....to.....kiss...me?", I ask awkwardly.

I think I'm thinking too much about this. Maybe he was not trying to kiss me afterall. Oh my God! I'm mortify!

He just squints his eyes at me.

Oh my god! I feel like the biggest idiot right now. My cheeks are literally on fire. But hey let's just play it cool ok! I don't want to embarrass myself anymore.

"Ohh ok", I blurt. "That's great!" I give him a thumps up. I turn to leave so that I can wallow in self pity and embarrassement in my room but he catches my hand.

"Does that mean you want to kiss me Cullen?"

Apparently.

"Definitely", I blurt but correct myself instantly. "Not. I mean no."

Can my inner thoughts calm down for a second? The bitch needs to chill.

"Well what if I tell you that all along you were right and I really do want to kiss you?", he murmurs near my ear.

"What?", I gasp and turn to look at him. His gaze turns really intense and I watch as his pupils dilate. They say if someone's pupils dilate while watching you, then they like you.

Does that means Stefan likes me? That means he's trolling me about wanting to kiss me.

Liam screams while looking at his father. I get it baby. I want to scream at him too. He's really playing with my feelings right now.

"You really want to kiss me?" I ask slowly.

"I do", he admits in a low voice.

"Well keep dreaming Black", I say. "Because what you just did to me was so dirty!"

Liam starts giggling and Stefan pouts at him. "Come on you can't be that happy about this."

"He should be", I say and kiss Liam. "He's my little supporter since day one."

"Of course he is", Stefan says, looking at both of us affectionately.

"And as for dreaming Cullen", Stefan adds and takes two steps closer to me until I have to tip my head to look at him.

"You will be surprise what I dream about us"

Jesus Christ!

He gives my right cheek a peck while I turn into fifty shades of red.