The Unforgettable

Pt. 10

~CHAPTER 10~

Here I am, standing in front of him. Shocked. I really didn't see this coming. How do you respond to something like this? 'I like you too' or 'sorry I dont feel the same way'. Trying to figure out what to say isn't as easy as it looks.

"Is that why you changed?" I had to know. 

"Changed?"

"Yeah. Changed. People were telling me how different you are now compared to before" I pause "and they think it's because of me..."

"Um. Two years ago, I was a nice guy. Then I liked this girl. A lot. She led me on and eventually broke my heart. I swore to myself that I'd never be the same again. From then on, I became harsh and ruthless and I didn't care about anything anymore. But basically, I was a jerk," he sighs and scratches his head "Then I met you. There was something about you. Something that made you so different from the other girls. And I realized, she wasn't worth changing for. Just cause one girl broke you, doesn't mean the other would tear you apart,"

"Kyle-"

"Don't worry. You don't have to say anything," He coughs "Sorry,"

"Ok," I took a deep breath "Let's talk about this later. I need time."

"Understood."

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School was over. I headed home and took a quick shower. Afterwards, I dry my hair and curl it. I put on my make up and by 6:30 pm, I was ready. I go downstairs and say goodbye to my mom. My mother was not like any ordinary mother. She lets me go to parties, she doesn't give me curfews and she treats me like a teenager not a child. It's because she trusts me. A lot. 

I walked to Michelle's house and it only took 10 minutes to get there. When I entered the house, it was filled with a lot of drunk people. Heather approaches me and we just stood there. Talking, while the rest of the world is having the time of their lives. 

The first hour was very unexciting. But by the time Kyle and Austin got here, it all went lively. Michelle gathered some of us in the living room which included me, Kyle, Austin, Veronica from my math class, Fred and Ethan from my english class, Heather, Brianna and Nikki (Michelle's best friends).

"Do you guys wanna play 7 minutes in heaven?" Michelle asks enthusiastically

"YEAH!" some of the others screamed and some just nodded

"Okay let's spin the bottle," She spins the bottle and it lands on me "Jen"

"Do I really have to?" I ask desperately

"Yes, now spin the bottle," she rolls her eyes

I spin the bottle and as it got slower, it was heading to where Kyle was sitting. I stare at the bottle as it kept going until it finally settled down. I look up only to find out it was pointing at Austin.

"K no. I'm not doing this," Austin shakes his head and crosses his arms

"Why, you scared of being alone with girls Austin?" Ethan laughs

"Yeah Austin, it's just 7 minutes" Brianna seconds the motion

"Both of you, shut up ok?" he stands up "I'll do it, God." he goes inside the closet

"Jen, what are you waiting for? Christmas?" Michelle asked

"Ok ok. Ugh" I get up and follow Austin to the closet beside the living room. The closet was very small, only 2 people would fit inside. Ethan gets up and slams the door shut.

"7 MINUTES STARTS NOW!" Ethan screamed 

The first 2 minutes was dead. We were doing absolutely nothing. Since Austin won't start the conversation, I guess I should.

"Are you mad at me?" I ask 

"No. I'm not," he doesn't look me in the eye "I never was,"

"Then why were you acting like it?"

"Because I was hurt, not mad. There's a difference,"

"I'm really sorry. Look, what you heard wasn't true. You weren't just another number to me and you know that, we both know that"

"I know. Sorry for calling you a slut, didn't mean it," He takes a deep breath and smiles

"No worries. So, I see you've gotten pretty close to Michelle,"

"Not really. We're just friends. How bout you and- Kyle?" 

"Same thing. Friends too," I think

"How bout us?" He looks directly at me and I felt like this moment brings back so much memories from our past. It makes me miss him more and more every second I'm with him.

"Friends," I smile at him hoping he was expecting that answer "and I'm glad things are good between us,"

"Don't tell me you've already moved on," he comes closer to me, So close that I could hear his heart beat. He brushes his hand through my hair and puts it behind my ear

"I know I haven't." he whispered