Celeb Bodyguard

Saying things Out Loud

~Serena~

I dress in a black dress and black flats and run a brush through my hair, my eyes bloodshot red from crying. It's been a week since she died. A week of John calling me repeatedly and Jen trying to make me feel better over texts since I won't answer her calls. I get into my car and head towards the chruch, where we will have the ceremony. Once I got there, I open the door and sit in the front pew. I look around and see almost everyone from town here.

"Pastor Williams," I call him over.

"Yes, my dear?"

"Can I say a few words about her?"

"Yes, dear, I'll call you up later."

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"And now, a few words from her daughter, Serena," I get up and climb the stairs to the church stage, once I get to the podium, I look up and regret it immediately. John's here. What do I do? Just speak, Serena. And look down.

I shift my vision to the mic on the podium, "as a lot of you know, my mom was a lovely woman. She touched every life around her. She loved limitlessly, she never judged, aways there to hand you a hand in a time of need, a shoulder to cry on. I regret that she left this earth, this life, in pain. But, I know that she is now in a better place. Mom, I will always miss you and love you. Rest in piece. Amen."

"Amen," from the crowd.

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As her coffin is put in the grave and covered up with dirt, I start to cry again. She's gone forever. I'll never see her again. Or hear her laugh. See her smile. Gone.

I start walking toward my car, not being able to take it anymore, I get in it and start sobbing my eyes out. I should have been there. I hear a knock on my window, I turn and see John's face.

I back out and speed away. Once I get home, I run to my room, not even bothering to lock the front door. I call Jen,

"Serena, oh my god! I'm so sorry about your mom."

"I shouldn't have left, I should have been there with her."

"It's not your fault, you couldn't have known, she understood, you have no reason to feel bad."

"I just miss her so much, she's gone forever. I'm sorry for pushing you away."

"It's okay. Where's John- is he taking care of you?"

"No, I keep ignoring him and pushing him away."

"Well, stop it, you need someone there for you, you need him. I'm really sorry, but I have to go."

"Okay. Bye. Thanks."

I hang up and start blubbering again. I have shouldn't have pushed you away, John.

I hear the front door open and ten seconds later, someone's arm is on my back sending tingles through me.

"John?"

"Yeah, it's me," I feel the bed move as he sits on the edge of the bed. I sit up next to him, tears still streaming down my face. He wipes them away with his fingers, "please, don't cry Serena."

"I'm sorry for pushing you away. I just couldn't handle it."

"Handle what?"

"The stress of keeping a secret and dealing with my mom's death at the same time."

"What secret?"

"I can't tell you. You'll hate it, you'll hate me." There's no way he could like me.

He cups my cheek and looks at me, sincereness in his green orbs, "I could never hate you."

I look down noticing his other hand on mine and blush, "I like you."

~John~

My heart soared as the words left her mouth and I said, "I like you too."

She looks up that adorable blush still on her face, her eyes still bloodshot from crying, a girl this beautiful should never cry. "Really?"

I nod, "really."

She looks down again blushing harder, a tear leaving her one of her striking purple eyes.

"Don't cry."

"Sorry, I haven't been able to stop all week. I feel so empty, like no matter what, a part of me is gone forever."

"Can I do anything to make you feel better?"

She blushes even harder and looks into my eyes with mischief twinkling in hers, "you could kiss me."

Don't gotta ask me twice, I pull my face down to hers, pressing my lips against hers and tangle my hands in her hair.

~Serena~

I start running my fingers through his hair,this boy must use some good conditioner caz man- is his hair soft! His tongue urges my mouth open and I follow it's orders, his tongue teases mine in light motions that make me moan. Nate didn't kiss this good. He pulls away.

"Hi," really, Serena?- that's what you say after the best kiss of your life? Can you get more stupid? Or more embarrassing.

"Hey, so, of your life, huh?"

My hand flies up to my mouth as I feel myself turning beet red.

"I really gotta learn to stop saying my thoughts aloud."

"Hey," he says as he removes my hand from my face, "it was the best of my life too."

"Guess what?"

"What?"

"Guess!"

"The person you body guarded isn't stuckup and you made a friend."

"Did Jen call you or something?"

"Yep. Jennifer Lawrence called me and told me she was worried about you. She also said that I should hurry up and kiss you already."

"Oh my god, that sounds so like her," I smile as I chuckle.

"Your smile is so gorgeous."

I feel myself blush as I giggle, "thanks."

About time, right? Thanks for reading! More chapters to come soon.

-Sara