Just Unexpected (Emblem3 Fan-fic)

Chapter 10

 Chapter 10

By the time we all got back to the house the sun was up and all Wesley and I wanted to do was sleep. Tori was still on edge and by the way Drew was acting, he didn't like seeing her so stressed out. He made corny jokes and even gave her some inspiring saying to try and get her to relax before shortly taking her to his room to rest. I on the other hand was too on edge to do the same. All I really wanted to do was take a shower to get cleaned up and get away from everyone for a while. I hated to admit it but I wanted to run. Run away from this whole mess.

I don't want that to come off the wrong way because usually when I am faced with a problem I attack it and work at it till everything is solved. But with Collin involved...I just don't want to confront him. Staying away from him was all I wanted to do. He was just making it so damn difficult!

“Hey,” Wesley said softly to me as he closed the door behind Keaton and I. The youngest of the brothers went upstairs, giving us privacy. I turned around and waited for Wes to continue. “You can go up and take a shower first. I'll wait for you to finish.”

I shook my head. “No, it's okay. You go first.” He seemed ready to protest but when he took one good look at my face he said nothing and just nodded. I guess the tired look in my eyes told him that I wasn't in the mood to argue about anything. “I'll wait in the living room.” I said to Wesley's retreating form going up the stairs. When he was gone I let out a sigh and went into the living room like I said I would. Flopping on the couch I closed my eyes and let my body grow limp. What was I going to do?

After a minute or two I felt the other side of the couch sink down and instantly looked up to see who it was. When my eyes met Keaton's I gave a small smile which he returned with his own.

“How you holdin up?” He asked. I wanted to tell him not so well but I'd rather not have a long conversation about why not.

“I'm good.”

“Well that's good.”

There was a long silence that neither one of us knew how to break. It took several moments before Keaton was the one to finally break it.

“He's different now, you know.”

“What?” I asked confused. Who was he talking about?

“Wesley.” This time the blonde turned his body to me and made him self comfortable on the couch by putting his legs up and leaning his back on the side arm. I did the same but instead I crossed my legs. Anyways, I wanted to know what he meant. How was Wesley different now and what did that have to do with me?

“How so?” I asked again, my head tilting to the side a bit.

Keaton thought about that for a second. “How am I going to explain this without you getting the wrong idea of him....” He said more to himself than to me. “Well for starters he doesn't....talk to girls like he use to. Not since he met you.” I cocked my head to the side but stayed silent. It was obvious that when he said talk he meant flirt. Where was he going with this? The blonde sighed before slumping his shoulders.

“Look, Kim, he likes you. A lot.”

My heart skipped a beat at that. Yes, I knew that me and Wesley had something...but to hear it out loud from someone else made it all the more real.

Keaton continued. “When you are around he gets happier and dude, when I mean happy I mean like overly happy. When you leave he stays talking about you. He's like a little boy who just figured out that he has a crush on some girl.”

There was another silence. What the hell way I suppose to say to that anyway? One part of me wanted to jump for joy and enjoy the feeling of having my feelings returned but the other part of me, the same one from earlier wanted to just be alone and wished none of this was happening right now. That part also regretted getting close to Wesley. Not because I didn't like him but because I didn't want him to get hurt.