Players Don't Mate

Chapter 24 - Complicated

PICTURE OF NASH ---->

RECAP :

I could feel someone's presence but I couldn't care less. I could still hear the laughter and music from the dance room; when the perfect song came on...MY perfect song. I found myself crying even more while singing with it.

'Oh, Oh, So much for my happy ending

Let's talk this over cause' it's not like we're dead,

Was it something I did?

Was it something you said?'

'You were all the things I thought I knew,

And I thought we could be...'

'You were everything everything that I wanted,

We were meant to be, supposed to be,

But we lost it'

'All of the memories so close to me

just fade away,

All this time you were pretending

So much for my happy ending.'

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Nash's POV :

F*ck me!

She took off....it seems she's always running away because of me...I just, I didn't mean to. I didn't mean to hurt her. I just kissed Kyla because I wanted to make Melissa jealous. It's just I wanted to ask her to the dance but the second I approached her at school, the bastard Jake stole her away from me. She looked so beautiful tonight.

Her short, white dress hugged her curves right, her long, dark hair was curled perfectly, I just couldn't take my eyes off her. But then again, I got so pissed when I saw Jake's arm around her waist. She even danced him ! That's when I couldn't take it anymore and I just wanted her to see me...

I wanted her to notice me.

So I did the first thing that could make a girl jealous...

I kissed Kyla.

I shouldn't have done it. I knew how much Melissa hates her. I knew that would hurt her but then again, I did it because I was hurt. It seems like that's all we ever do! We just keep getting back at each other. It seems like it's all about revenge between us. Why? Dammit why can't we just get along! I know I messed up, I just know it but she did too and I sure as hell am willing to forgive her. I just want her to forgive me.

That look on er face when I kissed Kyla...

It was a mixture of shock, hurt and anger...maybe even jealousy? Her eyes teared up and the tears were threatening to fall. The second I looked at her, I knew that she cared. I knew that I hurt her. I knew she felt something for me just like I do...Maybe she's just scared.