Drabbles and Shots

Room

-this is a bit wild. (im innocent, just affected by the flow of romance in timy vids, im watching them nowadays)

He was furious.
Very.

And why?

He just saw Nadine and a guy make out. Inside his room. His very own room.

That's sick. He thought.

You might be asking, how did he know? Was he inside? Did he see them go in?

Well, the guy, his best buddy (Joseph), actually asked permission. But then, he thought it was just a random girl he wanted to hook up with. But no, it was Nadine. Out of all girls, why Nadine?

But then he couldn't blame Joseph. Nadine was every guy's dream girl in their campus. Hell, even the seniors drooled over her.

She was hot alright. Everyone can see that, and no one denies it. Not even the girls that envy her. They had admitted at some point that she was really hot. Very, even.

She was close to perfection. Her only fatal flaw was (the words of those longing for her) was she was too dull to see her admirers' affection. She's manhid, to be exact.

James was one of the boys Nadine caught in her web. Well, he thought she was so blind as a spider that she didn't notice him.

To be fair, he wasn't showy at all times. And he mostly showed his feelings by being rude, which really wasn't a great way to convey the message.

He was rude, at most times. But that's how he transmitted his feelings, in a secret way.
He'd tell her that her clothes doesn't match her.

Nothing can match her beauty, not even designer clothes. He thought.

He'd tell her she isn't pretty.

She's beautiful. He said to himself.

He'd tell her he doesn't really like her.

I love her. He muttered quietly.

He'd tell her that he hates her big round eyes.

They're the freakin' reason why I fell in love with you! And now, I can't help but drown in your eyes. He thought to himself.

He'd tell her she's stupid.

Why can't you see my love?! Why can't you see me, Naddie? Stupid girl. He said to himself.

He'd tell her he hates her.

I hate you, Nadine. You ruined me. At one second I was all out with hook ups, then after one second I was head over heels at the thought of marrying you. He said to himself.

Nadine was always subtle at dealing with these. She was just relaxed when he openly said these things to her. She just smiles and says "I'll keep that in mind. I promise to be better." (James couldn't see how can she be any better.)

That's how disoriented he felt for Nadine. Even he was weirded at how he acted around her.

He was crazy, alright.

And now, he was insane. Insane at the thought that Joseph made a move at Nadine, and that it was working out.

He wasn't able to contain it. He was so mad.

He bursted the door open. Good thing it didn't break.

But the scene in front of him now was the one broken.

He saw a crying Joseph. And a caring Nadine.

Joseph was clutching down and was crying his eyes out. He was red, and Nadine was just there. Joseph looked up and saw James. "James, what are you doing here?" He asked, trying to wipe the tears.

"I...uhm. I thought you guys were making out. I assumed you were, like you'd be on top and all. But, w—what is.." he was cutted off by a blushed Nadine, prolly becuase of the making out part.

"Joseph wanted to have my say and advice. He's going through something." Nadine explained.

James understood. "What is it, bro? Can I help?"

Joseph and Nadine shared a look. Nadine nodded at Joseph. "Well. Yeah."

"What is it?" James asked.
"I'm gay. I like Bret." Joseph said.
"Wh-what!? Is this for real?" He asked, he looked at Nadine who was nodding.

"I need to tell Bret about this." Joseph said.

After an hour of talking and discussion, James and Nadine decided to help Joseph tell Bret.
He needed courage and support. And so James and Nadine said they're always there, no matter what the outcome will be.

Joseph said he needed to go to the CR. And so, James and Nadine were left alone.

In his room. Alone. With Nadine.

"Uhm, so James. Any girls that might be sleeping in here tonight?" Nadine asked, trying to ease the tension by teasing him. "Well, I don't think she likes me. She would probably cringe at the thought of kissing me." He said, with sadness.

Knowing Nadine, this would stirr her emotions and be a counsellor on this. He said that so she would feel pitiful, maybe even scooch over and comfort him.

"Well, James. I think you should talk to her. Let her know how you feel. I mean, I doubt that she doesn't like you. You are popular with the girls." Nadine said, scooching over to caress his shoulder.

It worked. James thought.

"Well, you see she's a different kind of gal. She isn't like those girls who wear too little pieces of fabric. Or the ones who expose too much cleavage. She's simple and a bit conservative, but she's still hot. And maybe how she seems so secured is what teases me up. Its what make her so appealing to me."

Lucky gal. Nadine said to herself.

"She's beautiful, no words can describe her. And everytime I see her, she looks even more beautiful. She's smart , wise even. She's caring. She's bold. She's.......she's..." James seemed to have a hard time putting his feelings into words.

"She's what?"

"She's you."

Before she can reply, she was suprised to see James on top of her. His eyes gold.

This'll be a long night.

-Cliffhangers, I know. Most hate them, but hey it does keep us fired up for the next chappy. Right? Anyways, a friend got mad at me for giving a cliffy. She wants me to do a second part.
Should I though? I mean, why not make your own ending? Hahha. Lovelots. I know I'm weird.