Maybe We Were Meant to Be (Tay Jardine and Jenna Mcdougall)

You're More Than a Friend

Tay:

As soon as her set was over Jenna came crying to me. She was so embarrassed about what had happened. She had never fainted before. It had probably been really scary for her. She didn't say anything at first, she couldn't. She sat with her head buried in my neck, sobbing uncontrollably. I let her soak my shoulder. After a few minutes she choked back her tears so she could tell me what had happened, I already knew because Rob had told me earlier.

"I saw Hayley. She was standing by the stage..." she paused, took a long, deep breath then continued "the sight of her made me feel so weak, it made me faint."

"I'm so sorry honey. Are you okay? Did you get hurt?"

"I'm fine physically, but I feel like my heart shattered in to a million pieces, it hurts." she looked in to my eyes, she had the pitiful wounded puppy look that always got to me. I wanted to be able to make her feel better. I felt her pain.

"Is there anything I could do for you?" I wanted to be able to make her feel better. I felt her pain.

"No. It's hopeless. I'm stuck on tour with her." her eyes glazed over and she was biting her lip, she was thinking hard. "Unless I get hurt and can't preform." she said completely serious.

"Don't you dare!" I almost screamed at her.

"What am I going to do then? It's the first day, there are three more months of this!" she yelled in frustration.

"There are three months for things to get better. Just try to avoid her for now."

Jenna got up and started pacing in front of the couch where I was sitting. The more she thought the faster she walked. I could see the anxiety building inside her.

"Jenna sit back down. You're going to lose it if you don't get a grip."

She did as told, but her foot was still tapping furiously on the floor. "Do you have any booze?"

"You don't need to drink now. It'll only make things worse in the long run."

"Please Tay. Let's have a little fun!"

"You don't want to drink for 'fun', don't lie."

"Fine maybe it's not for a party, but you know I'll go off and drink somewhere else anyway. Do you think that's any better?"

I rolled my eyes in annoyance. I knew she was telling the truth. I was conflicted about what to do. I wasn't going to be able to talk her out of getting drunk. I wasn't strong enough to force her to stay here. There really was nothing I could do but give in and at least be able to supervise her.

I went over to the mini fridge by the door and grabbed the 6-pack of beers the guys had bought earlier. I would have to pay them back later. I tossed one to Jenna and took one myself. I didn't really like alcohol, I hardly ever drank, but I knew that just one beer would take the edge off the moment.

An hour later both me and Jenna were on the floor laughing. It was a good thing we were both happy drunks. Jenna looked so beautiful when she laughed and it had been months since she had a good laughing fit. The moment seemed perfect. I guess most of the time I spent with her seemed perfect, even when we were angry with each other.

"Sing something to me." Jenna whispered to me.

I looked lovingly in to her eyes and without thinking I started singing Kiss Me Again. I felt my heart pouring out to her with every word that left my mouth. It was such a relief to get those feeling off my chest, I had been bottling it up so that Jenna could focus on getting over Hayley. I waited for her to get upset or offended. Instead she smiled and sung along.

"You're more than a friend, I knew it from the first sight." We sang together. Jenna scooted over beside me, wrapped one arm behind me, then grabbed my hand and placed it over her heart. I stopped singing, but she continued with a smile "Hold me, feel my heart beat. Put your arms around me and kiss me again."

Her eyes sparkled as she laid there waiting for me to react. I didn't know what to do. My heart was pounding in my chest. I wanted so badly to lean in and kiss her, but was that what she really wanted, what I really wanted, or was it just the alcohol talking? She didn't let me think about it too long before she inched her face closer to mine letting our noses brush together lightly before she closed her eyes and our lips met. The feeling of her soft lips against mine was so relaxing, yet exciting.

I obviously wasn't drunk enough, I couldn't keep myself from still feeling like I might be taking advantage of her drunken mind. I pulled away reluctantly. She pouted and whimpered.

"What's the matter?" she asked insecurely.

"Nothing... yet. We're both drunk and I don't want to do anything we'll regret once we're sober again."

"Are you saying you'd regret being affectionate with me? Do you not care about me anymore? Did I do something wrong?" she asked doubtfully.

"I love you Jenna. You haven't done anything wrong. I'm just worried you're using me to get back at Hayley." I reassured her.

"Hayley and I are completely through. I had feelings for you before I even broke up with her and it's been months since then. Please don't make me sleep alone tonight. I miss feeling you wrapped around me at night and hearing your cute little mumbles when you talk in your sleep." The tears were coming back to her eyes.