Bully, turned best friend, turned lover?! - A Greg Jenko Love Story

Crying in bed with Brad

Brad's P.O.V:

When Kate said she'd never been to a party, I was awestruck. How could somebody as pretty as she was and had been not have been invited to a kick-ass party in high school or college? When she looked down at the floor in embarrassment, I couldn't help but feel my heart seize up a bit- God this whole liking her thing has a bit of an effect, huh? Yeah that's right, I'll admit it- I like Kate... Ember... the girl in front of me! Putting my finger under her chin, I was quietly amazed by how soft her skin was. Lifting her head up to face me, I told myself to just go for it...

"But you were gorgeous," I admitted to her, not once taking my eyes from her sparkling blue ones.

But then her eyes turned a shade darker as she frowned as if remembering something, then they widened as if in shock. I did not expect her to answer the way she did though; "Not to you."

With that she pulled from my grip and ran off. I was left staring at the place she had once been before me, wondering what one earth she could have thought of to make her act this way. I wraked my brain for anything to do with her being gorgeous, then it dawned on me....

Flashback:

I had been laughing with my buddies when Schmidt had tried to ask out that hot girl Melodie. As she tried to reject him nicely, I felt it my duty to butt in; "I can't really put this nicely... you're a fucking nerd. And she's hot... I mean look at her. Look at her."

"Erm bye," he stuttered, power-walking down the hall to the exit.

As I laughed, saying, "Good talk, buddy," some hot girl walked down scampered down the hall after him, calling for him to come back.

"And look, here comes his girlfriend to the rescue," I cooed, mocking her care for him.

Then she backed up, turning to glare at us, which I will admit, kind of turned me on.

"I'm his sister," she hissed at me and I was taken aback. How? Well.. if she's related to him then I'm not gonna like her!

"But you're cute!" one of my buddies exclaimed, causing her to blush, but I was going to treat her just like her brother, I decided.

"No she's not," I exclaimed, lying though, "She's ugly- fuck ugly!"

I could tell I had struck a nerve, but didn't expect the tear that ran down her cheek...

End of Flashback

Oh.

Now I got it. I slapped my face in frustration. Why had I been such a dick? Now I'll never get her!

I turned to see her stood with Doug and Eric, Eric's arm draped around her waist like they'd been together for years. Time to rain on their parade.

I jogged up to them and exclaimed, "That was nuts. I thought I'd lost you guys," and earned an awkward smile from Doug, a raised eyebrow from Eric, and no response form Kate at all as she looked at the floor.

Further ignoring me, Ericsaid, "Hey, thanks for the party," to Doug, and then turned to Kate, "See you tomorrow?"

Then, to my upmost horror, she smirked, winking, "Can't wait."

Then he freaking kissed her before dashing off, which made my blood boil and I stomped inside.

Once Mama Schmidt had sat us down, and spoken to us about how disgusting grafitti was, I started edging my hand towards her leg, but stopped when she noticed. When Mama Schmidt had finished, Kate sprinted upstairs and I could hear heels being kicked off and the sinking of the bed as she threw herself into it. 

Doug ignored it and tramped up the stairs, shouting a quick night to everyone before closing our door to get changed. I took the plunge though; I tiptoed up to Kate's door and pressed my ear against it, and almost knocked it down when I heard her fairy-like sobs coming from inside.

I raced back to mine and Doug's room as quietly as I could and opened the door slightly to find him already passed out on the bed. I quickly threw on my pyjamas and tiptoed back to Kate's room, hearing her sobs once more. I slowly opened her door, popping my head around it just as slowly when the gap was big enough for me to actually fit through. There she lay, her head half-buried in her pillow, dampening her pillow with her tears. She hadn't noticed me so I quietly shut the door and made my way to the side of the bed that her back was to. I stood there a while, studying her slowly wrenching form with each sob she eminated. I had to comfort her now before it came to the point when I looked like a stalker watching her in bed.

I hesitantly sat down on her bed and she must have felt the bed sink because she momentarily stopped crying. Turning around on her side slowly and cautiously, she breathed a sigh of relief to find that it was only me, but then she turned away, and I could see her body shaking again with her crying.

I slowly reached out and put a hand on her shoulder, using my grip to turn her body to face me. She looked at me, confused, through her watery eyes and I couldn't help the aching in my chest.

I slid down so that I too was laying on my side so that we were face to face.

"What's wrong?" I asked in a whisper, finally breaking the silence.

She shook her head but I raised my eyebrow, not taking her quick dismissal of the subject as a satisfactory response.

"It wouldn't be nothing if you're crying over it," I said, "Now what's wrong?"

She sighed, knowing that she wasn't going to get through this conversation without spilling the beans.

"I'm confused," she admitted shakily.

I nodded my head supportively, silently asking her to explain.

"About us," she said and, although I was taken aback by the surprise confession, I tried not to show it, instead whispering back, "What about us?"

She sighed before hoarsely replying, "Brad... I mean, Greg. I have tried so hard to keep everything bottled up from you but I've been having.... feelings, recently. And those feelings should have led to something completely different when you told me I was pretty, but... I dunno... I guess that things that happened a long time ago have come back to bite me in the ass and it led to me running off. Then I ended up with Eric, then he kissed me, then Doug said I should pretend to be with him for the sake of the case, but inside I still like you, and I regret running off and-"

I put my index fingers to her lips to silence her, before answering, "Ember, I know what you mean about those feeling, except, I've had them for a while... actually, ever since you took me down in the wrestling task for the police force- do you remember that? Well it was then that I realised how much I like you.... how much I really like you and I can't blame your feelings about the past coming back because I know exactly what you were thinking when you said that you weren't pretty to me, but you are! I was a dick back then, but I want to change that. I want to show you that you mean a lot to me..." I trailed off.

New tears had sprung to her eyes as she smiled at me... I'm hoping they were tears of joy. She just looked at me, as I looked down at her and then it happened...

I leant in slowly, testing whether she would back up or not, but, when she didn't, I continued with my advance, stopping hesitantly when our faces were centimetres apart. I could feel her warm, sweet-smelling breath tickle my nose as she breathed and I closed the space between us, capturing her lips in mine. This was it.... I was finally kissing Ember Schmidt....