When I Fell

Falling in love is tricky. There are so many movies and books that make it seem so easy and passionate and right but in the real word it's confusing and exciting and fun and frustrating and in the real world, things get in the way.



Chris' point of view

My alarm goes off at seven the next morning, long before Jonas will wake up. I roll over straight away to look at Ruby and she's still fast asleep. I kiss her cheek before getting up and going to get myself a glass of water before I go back to Jonas' room. When I get to the kitchen, Jane is there flicking through a magazine. She smiles warmly at me.

"Morning, Chris. Want a cup of tea?" she asks.

"Oh yes please, Jane, thank you." I say, sitting down at the table. 

I can see her smiling a little from where I'm sat. "So. You and Ruby were rather adorable when you saw each other on Christmas Eve."

I keep my expression neutral. "What do you mean?" 

She laughs. "Oh Chris, don't you worry, I'm not going to say anything to Jonas. I'm just so happy that you're together, I always thought you'd be very sweet together. How long have you been a couple?"

I blush, laughing a little. "Since a few weeks after she moved here, I guess. On and off."

Jane's eyes light up. "Oh my gosh! Oh you guys are so sweet. It's such a shame you can't tell Jonas though, it would be so much better to have it all out in the open."

"Nah, telling Jonas isn't really an option." I shrug. "Not yet anyway."

She nods. "I understand. My lips are sealed."

Ruby walks into the kitchen, looking a little confused.

"Morning." she says, unsure.

"Your mom knows." I say, getting it out of the way. Not without a smile on my face. 

Ruby raises her eyebrows. "What?" 

"Oh Ruby, sweetheart, I'm your mother, I know these things." Jane chuckles.

Ruby laughs, grabbing my hand and yanking me out of my chair. "We're going back to bed then."

Jane laughs as Ruby drags me out of the room and I complain about my tea going cold and the tells me to stop being such a wimp. We're both laughing as we fall onto the bed and I don't think either of us are sure why we're laughing any more but for some reason we can't stop. We laugh until my stomach hurts and tears are rolling down her cheeks and the sun has come up properly.

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