Fun and Games((Rough Unedited))

Chapter 4

Song: Ass Back Home - Gym Class Heroes

Kath's POV>>

I watched Drake leave me.. Right there. In the gym of my Senior year prom. Nice huh?

'I don't knowww where your goin'

Or when your comming hoooommee,

I left the keys under the mat

To our front doooooorr,

For one more chance to hold you close..' Ass back home rang out.

Jess was now screaming at Jackson, I saw her pain.. My pain with her pain was over taking. Sinking to the floor, pulling my knees to my chest I started to cry into my hands.

'I don't knoooww where you're goin', just get your ass back home.'

Jackson knew I disliked him and he knew his actions would hurt Jess.

"I’m done with you and your lies!!" Jess screamed louder. Tears streamed down her face and she ran.

"Jessica!!" I stood up watching Jess run, then I turned to glare at Jax.

"You motherfucker," I punched Jackson, with all my anger behind it. "First you hurt me, then you go and hurt one of my best friends!?" I punched him again. He just stared at me, then I ran after Jess, totally blocking any thoughts of Drake out.

Drake's POV:

   Sitting on the ground, just outside the gym I put my head in my hands.  "What have I done?" I mumbled. I had walked out on her, not hearing her out. This is supposed to be one of the best nights of her life. It's her Senior prom and me as her date left her. I should have punched that douche the minute I saw him. The song 'Ass Back Home' was pounding through the walls. Thats when it hit me-

I've got to get my ass in there and make it up to her.

 Walking back into the gym she was crying running out of the gym. God what have I done?!

He will pay.

 Clenching my fists, I marched into the gym searching for my target. There he was, right where I left him. Looking astonished. I was within five feet of him and I was filled with anger.

"Jackson," I hissed his name.

"Wha-" the sound of bone crunching filled my ears. My fist had collided with his nose, causing blood to gush everywhere.

"You go anywhere close to Kath or her friends and this," I faked another punch. "Will get worse.. Much much worse," I walked out of the gym calling the company I forgot to call before the prom.

She might not want this now but I will have tried... Again.

Ring.

Riing.

Riiing.

Riiingg..

"Baxter's Limo service," a voice chirped through the phone.

"Yes, I want the biggest limo you have, everything in it, delivered to.."I said her address as I reached my car.

"Ok. Sir, we will have it delivered shortly, but it will cost a lot," she said.

"I don't care, I'm trying to make it up to my date. She's worth it. She's worth more than the world to me." hanging up my phone, I climbed in my car and rushed to Kath's.

Kath's POV>>

 As soon as I was home, I called Jess. We talked about how douchie Drake acted and how Jackson can go die in a hole. After we hung up I turned on my ipod, some Enrique Iglesias might help... even though anything sang by Enrique is supposed to be Drake and I's songs.. His voice is just so soothing!

Dat voice....

'I can feel your heartbeat,

He said to me..

I can feel your heartbeat,

Runnin' through me..

Feel your heartbeat....

She said to me,

I can feel your heartbeat,

She said to me.

I can feel your heartbeat,

Runnin' through me,

Feel your heartbeat-'

A few tears slipped down my cheeks as I layed on my bed staring at the ceiling.

'Stop stealing my heart away,

You're stealing my heart away..

I don't know where we're going....

I don't know who we are..'

 "Why did he have to run away? This was supposed to be one of the best nights ever.. Why? just tell me Why!" I sobbed. 'Kath stop, if you really love him you'll stop crying, get your lazy ass up and take a shower. He'll come to you sooner or later.' I said in my head after a few minutes of crying. So that's what I did. I got up and took a long hot shower.

 Stepping out of the shower, and wrapping a towel around me I glanced at my reflection. I started to think about how Jessica must feel. That simple thought got me to start tearing up.

'Who knew forever could be severed by,

The sharp knife of a short life.?

Well I've had just enough time..'

I slipped on my PJ's and danced around my room to The Band Perry-

'It's funny when you’re dead people start listening..'

-Step to the right.*Uhuh..*-

'If I die young..'

-Jump.*Yes* Twirl.*Yes* Land left footed.*Fail*-

'Bury me in satin..'

-Perioute.*Fail*-

'Lay me down on a bed of roses,

Sink me in the river at dawn..'

-Twirl. *Legit*-

'Send me away with the words of a love song..'

 'Write. Write your thoughts. They're messing up your dancing.'  my heart and mind said. Grabbing my notebook I dove on my bed and wrote the longest letter, neither Jackson nor Drake will read it but it will help me clear my thoughts.

 I fell asleep after writing but I woke up to the doorbell ring and the song Hero by Enrique Iglesias was playing.  Looking out the door I saw a limo. What the hell?

'I can be your Hero baby,

I can kiss away the pain.

I will stand by you forever,

You can take my breath away,'

 Oh my god. I ran to the door and ripped it open. "Drake," I breathed as I jumped into his arms.

"I can be your Hero baby," he lifted my chin up and kissed me. "And you take my breath away,"