Kimberley's POV
I quickly went to the window, opened it and pulled Cheryl in.
She tumbled and fell face down on the bedroom floor. Concerned, I knelt beside her.
"Are you ok?” I asked her worried.
She turned, her cheeks flushed out of embarrassment at her clumsy entrance and gave me a goofy smile, scratching the side of her chin.
“I’ll live.” She smiled again. I had to stifle another gasp. One smile, and you still take my breath away.
I felt my heart melt at that smile but then quickly regained myself and stood up.
“Are you crazy? You could have killed yourself!”
“If that's the only way I could see you.” She answered grinning widely, as she stood up and brushed the twigs and leaves off her clothes. Go use your lines somewhere else Romeo, it's not going to work this time.
“I thought I made it clear I didn’t want to talk to you.”
“I know, Kimberley. But from what Sarah told us, it seems there are a few things I should clear up first.”
“There’s nothing to explain, Cheryl! I saw you!”
“It wasn’t what it looked like!”
“Oh please. That’s the lamest excuse ever.”
“Not this time!”
“I don’t want to hear it!” I said as I turned my back to her.
“Kimba, just listen to us!”
“No!”
“Just let us tell you what really happened…”
“I said no!” She sounded frustrated.
“Kimberley, please let us explain…” She tried again calmly.
“Why would you even bother?” I interrupted her.
I felt her pull me by the arm, turned me around to face her and then she almost YELLED.
“Why? Don't you know why Kimberley? Because I’m in love with you! I *Ducking* love you Kimberley. Isn't that obvious? I think of you every morning when I wake up, I smile like a fool when I hear someone speak your name, my heart feels like it's going to stop it's beat every time you kiss us. I love EVERYTHING about you, the way you laugh, the way you smile, they way you even breathe in and out. I even love that frown line you hate so much. I thank this school, the headmaster, you know why? If it wasn't for them I'd have never met you. I sometimes even thank your mam for dropping you off at that particular spot on the first day of school. Day in, day out you are on me mind. CONSTANTLY. I can barely string two words together when you are around. When I look into your eyes, I forget everything else. You make me smile so much, that it ACTUALLY hurts. I love you god damn it. Why is it so difficult to understand?”
I stood there looking at her wide eyed.
