Let's Talk About Sex

Chapter 11- Kevin POV Special #2

A/N: Hai! Guess who is writing this again? I'll only update every once in a while, but I will try as often as possible. And I don't mean to sound like I'm begging, but could some of you people who are reading vote? I know I didn't get to 3.1k reads randomly. Please, because I would love for this story to get really popular. For your treat, I am adding another KPOV.

~Kevin POV~

I am really getting tired of Hannah's crap. All she does is either beg for sex or complain that I say no. She seriously needs to address her attachment issues. I don't need her attached to my arm all the time. I would like to dump her, but then she'll just cry to everyone that I cheated on her or something. What a heartless bitch.

Not to meantion her idiotic rumors about Ronnie. That is what seriously ticks me off. Ronnie didn't do anything but try and protect her friend. But no, she got on Evan's nerves so everyone has to hate her. I seriously want to punch Evan for even inspiring that.

I groaned. I was heading out to get some food. I decided on some fast food joint. I ordered my food and paid. As I was walking away, I bumped into someone and dropped my food.

"What the-" I started, but I saw who it was. "Ronnie."

She looked up at me. Her face reddened. "K-Kevin." She was wearing a big t-shirt, sweatpants, and her hair was messy. She looks so cute.

"What are you doing here?" She asked.

"Buying food, obviously, but that's gone now." I gestured to my spilt food. Her eyes widened.

"Oh my God! I'm so sorry. I'll pay for another one for you!" She said, starting to clean it.

I bent down and cleaned with her. "You don't have to. I wasn't even hungry. I was just looking for something to do. I swear." I picked everything up and threw it away.

"What's wrong anyway? It seems like you have something bothering you." I asked.

"Why do you care? Everyone hates me now, so it's not like anyone cares either way." I followed her to the counter, where she oredered her food.

"I care because I'm not an intolerant jerk unlike some people." I looked her in the eyes. "You're wrong. Not everyone hates you. I don't." She blushed more and went to a table. I followed and sat with her.

"So what's up? I wanna know what's wrong with you. I wanna know if I can help." 

"Why would you want to help in the first place? That's not exactly like you."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Well, ever since middle school, you never have paid any attention to me. Or anyone else below your status as the 'cool kid.' Everyone thinks you're a jerk anyway." She mumbled the last part.

"Well that's a kick below the belt. Is that what people really see me as?"

"Well... Yeah, basically. I mean, you don't exactly treat everyone as your equal. You use your status to ignore everyone but the few people you hang out with."

"Well, yeah, ever since Hannah and I-"

"No, this has been going on longer than that. For someone as popular as yourself, you are pretty anitsocial." She had been looking down the whole time.

"Am I? God, I'm not even able to try. If anyone I talk to saw me talking to you, I would get chewed out."

"Well, I apologize for being such a nuisance to you. You're welcome to leave. It's not like you're the first." I hadn't even realized how hurtful that sounded.

"Ronnie, I-"

She interrupted. "Why is she doing this?" She said quietly. "You should know, right? What did I do to deserve this?"

"I honestly don't know. It pisses me off. I know Hannah and Evan throw their fits, but this is just cruelty."

"I-" She stopped, looking behind me. I turned around and Rayna was standing there.

"Rayna!"

"Hey, cutie. Who's this?"

"I'm Ronnie. Who are you?" Ronnie said.

Rayna giggled. "I am his girlfriend." I looked at her in shock.

Ronnie stood up in her seat. "Seriously? Bastard!" And with that, she bolted out of the food place, leaving her unfinished meal on the table.

"Rayna! What the hell was that?"

"What was what? She was obviously into you. I had to do something."

"If she's into me, that is the last thing you should do!" I got up and went out to go to Ronnie, but she was already driving out.

"DAMN IT!" I yelled into the night. This evening had turned out to be more than was expected.

I felt Rayna touching my shoulder.  I shrugged her off. She tried to get me to turn around. "Rayna, get your hands off me. I thought you were a decent person, but you obviously are different than I thought." I said, walking towards my motorcycle. I wasn't going to let this go. I am going to start taking a stand. I'm not letting this shit pass by anymore.

A/N: I hoped you liked this! It's not my best, but I decided you deserved to hear Kevin's thoughts on everything. I'm sorry for not posting often, I just don't get the chance, with everything in life. Please give me feedback, so let the comments and votes come in! It might be a while until I post again.

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