Don't Dream It's Over

Chapter 3: I Don't Play Games With People Like You

So here's the thing, when you loose your best friend, the world no longer revolves around you and them. Quinn was the best thing that could have happened to me. She was funny, kind, caring, and pretty as hell. Her boyfriend never really loved her though. Which is what he told me when he started flirting with me at her funeral.

What a dick move.

Anyways, the year has started off not to bad. I know my way to the classes, I am having fun with my friends again and just trying to not let how stressed I am drown me in fear.

Then there's Cory.

Things are pretty complicated now. After I helped him with his essay, he has been surprisingly nice to me. I am really conflicted on whether to like it or not. He keeps trying to spend time with me, walk me to class, talk to me, it's weird. However I only have my eyes on one guy,

Jacob Satorious

Ha ha as if!

No, that's not it. I like William O'Connell. He prefers Will. Only there is one thing stoping me from being with him,

Chloe.

She would KILL me if I went out with him. Seriously, my friends would comeback to a corpses.

Ok ok, so maybe I am being over dramatic, but I am certainly not complaining that Cory wants to hang around me so bad. He is the hottest guy in school, has an A, B, average, and is a pretty nice guy.

Wait I called his hot and nice in the same sentence....

Snap out of it Tara!

He is still a bad boy, and I am not someone he would want to be with anyways. Who knows, I could die alone with only my 90 cats to keep me company.

As I walk out of the school I hear someone call me.

Maybe they are calling for that cheerleader Tara Laughlin.

I shrugged it off and then heard it again. I turned around and it was Cory. He was sweaty and out of breath.

"Hey, I've been calling your name for a while. Did you not hear me?"

I nod and say yes. He then does something that surprises me a lot. He grabs my hand and pulls me in for a hug. I don't know why, but it felt good to hug him. He didn't smell like cheap cologne, he smelled more like chocolate and an summer breeze which was an interesting combination.

When he finally let go of me and had a sad look in his eyes.

"I'm sorry," he said. " I just needed to do that. M...my brother has cancer."

I just stood there like an idiot looking at him. He looked tired with circles under his eyes. His hair was messy and his hoodie was loose and baggy over his black jeans. He looked deliciously rumpled in his attire.

I had no words. Him and his brother were so close. They were best friends. He is older, but he is really smart and really good at piano. His girlfriend is one of Quinn's friends before she died. Loosing him would be like loosing his other half. I could defiantly understand why he needed a hug. I don't blame him. When Quinn died, all I wanted was for my mother to hold me and sing to me as I cried buckets full.

I gave him a sad smile.
"It's ok, I understand."

He smiled back. He seemed to light up when I said that and became pretty happy all of a sudden.

"Thanks, I appreciated it. It felt good to hug you."

He blushed as he said it which made me blush too.

I smiled and said the stupidest thing I could ever say to him.

"Do you like me Cory?"

He looked shocked and possibly embarrassed. I mentally kick my self in the face. Why did I say that? Damnit! That was not smooth at all.

But then he smiled and took my hand again.

"I was hoping you would ask that."
He said back to me. Then he pulled me to a bench by some trees near the parking lot.

"W..what are you doing?" Ask him when he grabs a note out of his pocket.

"Please just read it and text me how you feel later."

He smiles and walks away leaving me with a note.

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A/N
Hey guys, sorry I have been slacking. I really like how this story is turning out. Please tell your friends!!

-Anna❤️