Henry Mills/Jared Gilmore Imagines *discontinued*

♡Jared Gilmore♡ Opposites

Age:17

Warnings: mentions/ suggestions of sexual activity

Jared hurried to button his flannel, taking one final look at the girl sleeping in her bed.

Her hair had fallen over her shoulder and was rising and falling with every breath she took. Her face was peaceful, free from the worries of school.

Jared loved this girl but he could never tell her.

They were opposites, she was the nerd who never got noticed and spent her lunchtimes reading in the libaray, sneaking food while the librarian wasn't looking.

He was the bad boy, who got into trouble (he had been suspended on more than one occasion), slept with every girl that was worthy of it. Aka the cheerleaders and the nerds he wanted to do his homework.

That was how this started. Jared jumped from the side of the house, the snow crunching beneath his feet. He breathed out heavily, his breath visible from the cold.

It all started 6 months ago.

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'Damn, that essay Miss Nolan gave us is going to kill me' Colin complained from next to Jared.

'Yeah' Jared agrees

'But you'll just get some nerd to do it again won't you?' Jared looked down the ball his eyes falling on a particular girl.

'I have just the girl in mind' Jared breathed kickin off the locker he was leaning against and walking down to her.

She was getting all her notes to take home since it was the end of the day. Jared leaned on the locker next to here.

'Hey' he said. She jumped dropping all the books and paper she had in her arms. Without looking to see who it was (Jared was sure she already knew) she knelt down to pick everything up. Jared knelt down to help, he passed her her English book.

'Are you going to work on the essay Miss Nolan gave us?' He asked. She nodded silently.

'Do you think you could help me?'

'If you mean sleep with you. No' she mumbled before turning and racing down the hall, expertly weaving between people. Jared stared after her, shocked. She said no?

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(The next day)

Jared walked into English class. Sitting down at the desk next to hers, he leant over.

'I know I have a reputation but I really do need help with this essay'

'I'm not sleeping with you' she mumbled opening up her binder, finding a new page and marking it with the date.

' You don't have to, just help me with the essay'

'Nothing sexual?' She asked looking at him for the first time.

'Nothing sexual at all' I promised. She persued her lips.

'Fine. I'll help you. Meet me in the library at lunch' and with that she went back to ignoring him.

At lunch he went to library and for the first time in a long time he actually did his homework. Sure he made a few advances on her, but he wouldn't be Jared Gilmore without them.

For the next few months it became a sort of game. He would ask for help with homework and when she helped him he would try to get laid.

He never did

Along the way they became friends, they would talk about things other than homework. They moved from the library to other places such as the frozen yogurt shop. They even went to each others house a few times, though they stayed in the living room.

One day they were at her house, sitting closer to the other than they normally did working on another essay given to them by Miss Nolan. They happened to look up at the same time, their eyes locking. It was at that moment that Jared realised he had come to care for this girl, heck he loved her. Overcome by emotion he pressed his lips to hers kissing her softly. Pulling away he stuttered apologies.

'I'm so sorry! I'm really sorry' he was interrupted by her pulling him back down and kissing him again.

Everything was a blur from there on.

He didn't remember when he picked her up.

He vaguly remembered her mumbling directions to her room against his lips.

Everything blurred together as his hormonal teenage mind took over.

It had been pretty late and while he would have loved to stay after, one his parents were expecting him back and two he had a reputation.

Tomorrow he wouldn't ask her for help he decided as he began pulling his clothes back on.

He wouldn't talk to her again he decided and he tugged on his jeans quietly.

He would get over his feelings he decided as he buttoned his flannel.

He would let her hate him he decided as he climbed out her window.

He would go back to being cold and heartless he decided as he ran across her lawn to his car.

Deep in his heart he knew this was the worst decision he had ever made.