*Jennifer's POV*
I woke up in my new bed the next morning, laying exactly how I fell asleep last night. I guess I was tired. I turned over and stretched, reaching for my phone. I checked the time, my eyes widening when I saw it was 12:53. I rarely ever sleep this late. I sat up, my legs out in front of me, yawning. I laid there for a little bit, thinking about anything and everything. Suddenly, I felt the need to walk around the city. I've always loved the city; when we lived in New York I probably went to the city almost every other weekend with my girls. Speaking of, I should meet up with them today. I dangled my feet over the bed before getting up and walking to the door, phone in hand.
I walked into the kitchen, seeing my dad and Emily sitting at the island in the center and Aunt Michele was making lunch. "Well, good afternoon," Emily laughed as I sat down and I chuckled, "don't even go there you sleep late all the time." She nodded and laughed, "touché." I looked over at Aunt Michele, inhaling deeply, "what are you making? It smells amazing." She laughed a bit, "thank you hon, I'm making chicken quesadillas and salad." Wow, she cooks too? I'm glad I came. "That sounds great," I smiled at her as she returned it, continuing her cooking.
After we ate, I asked Emily if she'd want to walk around the city. "Sure," she smiled as we both got up. "Thank you so much for lunch," I looked over at Aunt Michele and she waved me off with a smile, "no problem."
I texted all of my girls and asked them if they wanted to walk around the city for a little bit and they all agreed. They decided to pick up me and Emily here since I didn't have a car to drive anywhere.
I took a fast shower before getting dressed in a pair of dark blue jeans and a white half-sleeved shirt. I put on the white vans I came here in and scrunched my damp hair with my hands. I did my makeup, wanting to look nice. I spritzed perfume on my pulse points before walking out the door. I walked into Emily's temporary room and she was dressed, fixing her makeup. "Come downstairs when you're ready, they'll be here in a few minutes." She nodded as I closed the door, making my way downstairs. I saw my dad and my aunt conversing and I decided to leave them alone.
Emily came downstairs a few minutes later, dressed in black jeans and a dark blue flowy tanktop with a black dreamcatcher designed into it. I looked outside to see Aubrey pull up with all the girls in her dads white minivan. I remember that van; so many memories.
We walked outside and they were all smiling, super excited to see me again as well as I was to see them. "Hi!," I said excitedly as they all piled out of the car to hug both me and Emily. Emily was just as excited as I was, smiling widely. "Oh my god, I feel like it's been forever but it's only been a month and a half," Layla laughed as I gave her a shocked look, "are you serious? Its only been a month and a half?" "Yeah!," Vanessa laughed as then Taylor asked me a question that probably hurt more than it should, "how are you and Wes doing?" My smile became fake as I tried to hold it, answering back shakily, "we, uh, we're not together anymore." They all gave me a sad look at the same time as Aubrey asked, "what? Why? What happened?" I shrugged my shoulders, not wanting to talk about it, "eh, I just lost feelings, that's all," I lied. I didn't want to make Wes look bad because to be honest, I think I still loved him. But it was now time to get over him. I cleared my throat to overtake the silence before looking over at Vanessa, "what ever happened between you and Ryan?" I smiled as she gave me a small smile back, "he asked me out, we've been dating ever since I got back." My smile got wider as I responded, "I'm happy for you." "Thank you," she smiled again before we all got into the van.
"Wow I missed this, a lot," I mumbled, looking up and out the window at all the buildings and big bright signs. We were in Times Square and this was always my favorite place to go. I began to think about how fun it'd be to walk around the city with Wes and all the laughs we'd have and the fun times...no, I can't do that. Stop, Jenn.
*Wesley's POV*
"I'm sorry man, I really am," Drew wrapped an arm around my shoulder as I dug my pointer finger and my thumb into my eyes, trying not to cry. "I didn't even do anything and I wish she'd listen to me. She wouldn't even give me a chance to speak. I mean I know I hurt her but I didn't even do it intentionally, you know?," I took a deep breath, leaning my head back against the back of the couch. "It's so stupid," my voice cracked as tears began to fall from my eyes. I immediately wiped my eyes as I took another deep breath, leaning forward and digging my elbows into my knees, holding my hands together. "She's 3000 miles away right now, and in a way I feel empty, as stupid as that sounds," I laughed unamused, looking over at Drew. He was staring at me before saying, "then fight for her." Any expression I had left my face as those words hit me so hard, and I just stared at him with a blank expression. I slowly nodded, swallowing hard, "thanks man." He patted my back, "anytime buddy, but I gotta go, my moms been texting me for the past 10 minutes, she's gonna kill me." I laughed, "alright, see you later." I stood up and hugged him before his phone started ringing. He groaned as he began to walk out and I heard his voice trail off as he stepped outside and shut the door, "hey mom, sorry I'm at Wes' house-." I turned, his words repeating over and over in my mind. I grabbed my phone, opening to her contact, and pressed the 'Call' button. I pressed the phone to my ear and listened. It rang twice before I heard a little movement on the other end but it was silent for the most part. She answered. "Jenn?" I still heard movement so I knew she was listening to me. "Jenn, just please listen to me, I want you to know I'll always love you and what happened between me and Shaina was nothing. We didn't do anything, I'd never do anything to hurt you, and I thought you knew that," my voice cracked again as I became silent, holding back my tears as best as I can. "Jenn, just please talk to me, I want to hear your voice," I took a deep breath before I heard sniffling on the other side of the phone. "Babygirl, I love you," I started crying harder as I listened, hearing whispers in the background. I heard Jenn whisper to someone, "talk to him, I can't do it." I heard the phone exchange from one person to another as Emily's voice sounded from the other side, "hey Wes." I sniffled, clearing my throat, "hey Em, how are you guys?" She sighed, "we're doing okay for the most part, she misses you though, a lot. You can see it in the way she talks now, or certain ways she acts." I started shaking my head slightly, "I wish she'd know what really happened." "Wait, what really happened?," she asked lowly and I scoffed, "even if I tell you and you tell her she's not gonna believe you." It was silent for a moment before she said, "but tell me anyway, I want to know."
I told her the whole story and what actually happened before it was silent again and I heard some ruffling noises on the other end. I sniffled again, wiping my eyes because I began to cry again as I explained the story to Emily. "I just wish she'd know that," I whispered as Emily responded, "is that actually what happened?" I nodded, realizing she couldn't see me as I answered, "I swear on anything in the world. I'd never lie to her or do anything to hurt her." She sighed in the phone as it was silent once again for a few seconds, "alright Wes, listen I have to go but I'll just let you know she still loves you, and she knows you do too." And with that, she hung up the phone, leaving me with the littlest ounce of hope that her love for me is still there.
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Head over Heels - A Wesley Stromberg ( Emblem3 ) Fanfic
FanfictionWhen Jennifer Bailey moves to California because of her moms promotion, she meets a teenage boy who falls head over heels for her.