He Was a Bully, Now He's My Hero

My best friend then..... Then Life happens

Nichole's POV

After Joe jumped out of the window my dad started to tell at me. *flashback from about and hour ago* "WHY WERE YOU AND THAT ASS MAKING OUT?!?" my dad yelled at me. tears were running down my face now. "BECAUSE I LOVE HIM!!!!!" I yelled out. When I said that he slapped me...... hard. I fell back on my bed. I just curled up crying. He came to me about to beat the living hell outs me. "If you touch her..... I'll call the police!" I heard my mom say. I got up and ran to her. (Or so she thought) "Sweety are okay?" she asked. "Oh so now you care? I was running out to see if u could catch Joe." And with that I walked out of the house and called Joe. 'damn no answer, all txt him' then before I texted him I got one from him.

Joe:

"I love you"

Nichole:

"Joe come and get me, please. I need you right now."

Joe:

"Ok I'm on my way."

That's when the cheerleaders pulled up. then they through stuff at me. "Haha! see at school!!! we're gonna make your life more of a living hell!!!!" I heard Brooklin yell out the car window. "well, at least this hurt instead of it being like dog shit or something." I thought out loud. With that Joe pulled up. I got up off the ground and got in his car."Jey Nichole?" he said/asked. "Yea?" I say. "I love you" he said. I smiled and said "I love you too." and he drove off.

"Hey mom, is it okay if Nichole stays the night?" he asked. "Yea sure! I don't mind, just don't do anything." She said, she so nice. "Mom I wont I can't do that to her I love her too much." He said looking at me. All I do is smile and blush.

"Here I'll sleep in the floor you can take my bed." he said getting a blanket from his closet. "No no, I don't mind we can share." I say. "Oh..... ok." he said sounding scared now. "What's wrong I ask walking really...... really close to him. "It's just, if we start anything, like make out on the bed...... I might not be able to stop. I don't wanna take it too far." he said looking me dead in the eye. "Joe, if we do start anything, you won't have to stop. I'll stop for you and I can't get you to stop... you'll find the will to stop." I say getting a smidgen closer to him. He smiles and picks me up by the waist. "I'm gonna miss you so much." he said then he kissed me..... with so much passion. In between a breath I say "I'll miss you too." now it's just an epic make out session. He finds his way into my mouth. I allow him in. Our lips moves in sync. He's perfect.

It's been like 5 minute but I feels like 5 hours when he gets to get to far. I can't find it in my body to stop, but Joe does. he stops and just looks at me. "I have to stop." He said with his voice shaky. "Ok, I understand." I say as he gets up and pass the floor running his hands through his long brown hair. "I'm sorry..... I almost got too far!" he said looking worried. "Joe, it's fine, you stopped yourself. I'm not upset at you or anything." I say. He looks tired now. "Hey Joe let's go to sleep." I said pushing him to change in the bathroom. "Ok I love you." he said "I love you too. Now go change!" I say.

He walks out in p-j pant and a t-shirt. then walk into the bathroom. 'I'm so glad I had a small carry on bag!' I think to myself. I wash off my makeup and change into p-j pant also and a black tank top. I walk out and Joe is already in bed about to fall asleep. I walk over there and crawl into bed. He wraps his arms around my waist and I hold onto his hands, and with that, we fall asleep.

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I wake up that morning and he not there no more. I run down stairs and he's not there. 'well this is disappointing' I thought. His mom just looked at me with sadness in her eyes. "Nichole............. Joe was so upset..... He almost killed himself." she said about to cry. I just stood there looking at her with disbelieve. "He's in the hospital now. You need to go home. I'll call you when they allow visitors." She said handing me his sweater. "here take this so you can keep warm." she said. "Thank you." I said while walking up the stairs to get my things. I packed up my stuff and walked home.