a/n: sorry for the later upload I've been in France on holiday, the wifi isn't great here and I haven't really found the time to write. The next update may also be a bit slow as I'm here for a little longer.

Thanks for reading! - Møni 🌧

Damon sat on the couch, staring at the TV screen looking bored. I put on a film called 'Bill & Ted's Excellent Adventure', Damon didn't want to pick a movie. He looked sad and put out, I tried to ask him what's wrong, but he's just sighed and said he's fine when he's clearly not.

I laugh at the funny parts of the movie, but Damon doesn't seem to be amused, he just stares at the screen. I keep glancing at him, very concerned. I can't help but wonder if I've done something wrong.

"Damon..." I say cautiously, "are you sure you're alright? I haven't done anything wrong, have I?"

"For God's sake, Jess, everything is fine!" He groans.

"Well why are you sat there with a face like a slapped arse?" I say, slightly irritated.

"I'm fine. Look I'm smiling!" He says, pulling an obvious fake smile.

"Damon I'm not stupid."

"Never said you where."

"What is your problem?" I snap, "I'm your best mate, surely I deserve to know!"

"Jess, nothing is wrong!"

"Yes there is Damon! I know you well enough to know that something is wrong, so tell me!" I demand.

"This week has just been a little bit shit is all," he mumbles.

I pause the movie and turn to him, "What happened?"

"Nothing, it doesn't matter, put the movie back on," Damon sighs.

"No, you're upset and I want to know how to help you."

Damon's P.O.V

You'd help by breaking up with James and being with me, I think to myself, rather selfishly.

"Please, Damon?" She begs, her eyes full of concern.

I love you, Jess, but you're still with James. I broke up with Avery and I so badly want to tell you how I feel...but I just can't because it's not fair on you. I just want you to be happy, but I have a feeling you love me too...but I'm so confused...

"It's nothing," is what I say.

"Damon, why won't you tell me?" She asks, sounding hurt.

I feel a pang of guilt as I see her beautiful face turned down to a frown. She looks at me, her eyes full of concern and sadness.

"I'll probably upset you," I sigh.

"You'd never upset me!"

"I don't want to risk it..."

"Have I done anything?"

"No..." I sigh, "it's complicated..."

"Then tell me and I'll help you to make it less complicated."

I move closer to her, my mouth opening but no words form, I can't seem to say it...those three fucking words.

Wow, I'm tongue tied...this one's got me good, I think to myself.

Jessica's P.O.V

I was pissed that Damon wouldn't tell me what was wrong, but at the same time I didn't want to push him to tell me...but I guess that's too late now.

His mouth moves as if he wants to say something, but no words come out of it. I shuffle over closer to him and place my hand if his shoulder, looking into his lovely blue eyes. They look like they're full of pain and confusion.

"Damon please tell me what's wrong," I sigh.

He stays quiet and just looks at me.

"Damon, ple-"

I am suddenly cut off by Damon's lips colliding with mine.

Af first, I am shocked, but then I'm blushing and kissing him back, wrapping my arms around his neck and inhaling his scent of smoke and aftershave.

What I've wanted for these past three years is finally happening. I feel like I'm going to cry with happiness as we continue to kiss, both of us expressing our love to each other as he wraps his arms around my waist and holds me close.

Then I remember Avery and suddenly pull away.

"What's wrong?" He asks.

"Avery..." I mumble.

"Oh...me and her finished...I broke up with her," he explains.

About fucking time. "Oh...I'm sorry Damon."

This made me think, did Damon actually love me or did he just kiss me to get over Avery?

"Yeah...oh shit! I forgot about fucking James!" He quickly removes his hands from my waist,

"Oh no, he's gone, I dumped him," I explain.

"Oh...really? Why?" Damon asks, looking pleased.

I smiled at him, "There was... someone else I loved, but he wasn't available."

I slowly take Damon's hands and place them back on my waist, then return my arms around his neck. He looks at me, his eyes fill with the same things that day he met Avery...

I blush as he grins at me, "Who happens to be that person?" He asks.

Without saying a word, I lean forward and kiss him. He kisses me back and pulls me onto his lap, wrapping his arms around me and holding me close. My hands go to the back of his head and tangle in his hair, pulling his face forward and deepening our kiss.

Everything I've felt towards him can finally blossom, I've been waiting to do this for so long. I feel as if an empty space in my heart had been filled and all the pain has gone away. All my demons have disappeared and I feel as if we're the only two people in the world.

His touch is tender and soft, I hope he's feeling the same way as me. We break out kiss and breath heavily, staring into each other's eyes. I see that Damon's have welled with tears.

"Jess...I've been so...stupid," he sniffs.

"Oh, Damon, so have I," I say, bringing my hand to his cheek and caressing it.

"I...I love you," he says, a tear running down his cheek,

My heart floods with so many emotions at once. My eyes fill with tears as I look at him and smile. All I feel now is overwhelming happiness as tears spill out of my eyes and onto his t-shirt.

"I love you too," I sob and pull him into my arms.

"Why did I go with Avery that day? Jess I'm so fucking sorry," he says, his voice cracking.

"I should've never gone with James, I should've told you how I felt," I say, sniffling.

"Please don't cry, love," he says, "you'll make me cry."

"They're happy tears," I laugh.

"I guess that's alright then," he laughs and pulls away, looking deep into my eyes.

I try wipe my tears away, but more seem to form and spill down my cheeks. Damon brings his hands to my face, one on each side and he wipes away my stray tears.

"You have the most beautiful eyes. They're like precious stones," he says, looking deep inside them.

I smile and blush, still crying tears of joy. I kiss him again, but this time it evolved into something a lot more passionate, but he breaks our kiss again, his eyes scanning every inch of my body. He smiles and looks back into my eyes.

"I love your hair," he says, taking a hand to it and stroking it gently, "and I love your figure, your smile, your lips, your sense of humour, how happy you make me feel..."

He pauses and moves his hand back to my waist, "I love you, everything about you."

I smile at him and kiss him softly, "I love you too, I've loved you for so long, I'm glad I can finally show you how I feel..."

"Show me then," he grins mischievously and kisses me again, that same passion returning.

"Cheeky bugger," I laugh as I continue to kiss him.

He smiles into the kiss, his hands have travelled from my waist to my hips. He grips them tightly, pulling me closer. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him impossibly close, still in his lap.

"God, I love you," he says as he breaks the kiss.

"I love you too, Damon," I say as I slam my lips back into his.

I slowly slide myself off his lap, and pull him off the couch and stand upright, never breaking out kiss.

"You want to move?" He says breaking the kiss, his breathing heavy.

I nod and kiss him again.

"Bedroom?" He asks.

I nod again and he grins. I giggle and he pulls me into him by my waist and kisses me. I kiss him back as he starts walking towards the bedroom. Excitement and love flood my emotions and butterflies enter my stomach. I giggle as we near my bedroom door and he just laughs.

Once we reach the door, we're still kissing, our kisses getting rougher. He desperately tries to turn the doorknob as we snog. Once he's managed to open the door, we burst into the bedroom. He breaks the kiss and laughs, picking me up then dropping me onto the bed. I giggle as he crawls on top of me, connecting our lips once again.

Everything right now is perfect. I can tell we've both wanted this for so long. The way our lips mould together perfectly, the way my hand fits perfectly in his, that perfect emotion we both feel for each other.

And we both knew perfectly well that we were in love.