"Just Friends."

Chapter Twelve.

Chapter Twelve.

            Around two in the morning there were loud knocks being heard from downstairs. Unfortunately for me I swear to god I was the only light sleeper in this entire damn house because this has happened once before. Some guys at Beta two months ago decided to go streaking and the same shit with the loud banging happened. I swear to god if it’s them I’m going to punch them all in the face.

            “Fuck.” I groaned, running my fingers through my hair.

            Opening up my door, I clambered down the stairs and was pissed at first when the cold hit my face until I saw Reina shivering from head to toe, the tears plastered on her cheeks and the mascara running endlessly down her face.

            See, the thing that scares me the most is that normally I would shut the door in a girls face and I wouldn’t even give them the time of day because it’s two in the damn morning but when Reina was tugging on her bottom lip from trying not to literally break down and sob it made my heart hurt and since when the hell has that ever happened to me? I was protective over her in this psychopathic way and I didn’t even give it a second thought before I pulled her into my arms because that’s what happens when you fall for someone. It doesn’t matter what the hell they’ve done to you. If they’re in pain, you want to take it away.

            “I-I’m so sorry.” She sobbed, clutching onto my bare back. “I-I should have believed you from the start and I can’t believe I hit you and said those horrible things to you. I’m such a-“

            “Reina.” I soothed in a gentle voice, pulling her more against my chest. “It’s okay.”

            She was shocked that I wasn’t being a dick and I think I was even more shocked but I can’t help it. I wanted a smile to be on her face and I would do whatever the hell it took to put it there. I hated thinking like this. Like some whipped boyfriend or something but my god that’s what I almost was and it’s everything I wanted to be. I wanted to be the one to show her not all guys were the same and I wanted her to be my girl. For the first time I wanted to go out in public and grab onto her damn hand and let all of the guys know that she belongs to me and nobody else because Reina is who I’m falling for and I can’t help it.

            “I’m sorry for coming over so late and I’m sorry for everything Justin. I’m the biggest bitch in the history of them all.”

            Why did I feel like kissing her? I shouldn’t because she doesn’t want that right now but I wanted to kiss her. Not like the other times though. I wanted to kiss her in a romantic way and kiss her seriously. To try and somehow let her know how much she meant to me but it’s way too soon for that and I’m the biggest pussy when it comes to admitting your feelings for someone. It’s something that’s never happened before and that’s why I’m now figuring this out. I’m shy as hell but instead of kissing her I picked her up so she was straddling me from the front and she looked so confused. She looked shocked as I sat down on the bottom step of the staircase and let my arms go around her back, letting her cry and tell me everything. She told me the entire story from beginning to end as I sat there and listened to every word, ignoring the anger in my chest and ignoring the want to go punch him directly in the face. I just listened to her and when she was finished she cried some more, finally resting her head on my shoulder when she was tired of crying and that’s when I gently brushed away the remainder of her tears that were on her cheeks.

            “Casey’s probably wondering where I am.” She sniffled. “I’m sorry for bringing all of this on you.”

            Then she stood to her feet and it was like after I wiped her tears away she got uncomfortable or something. She looked scared and I don’t understand why but when she looked outside and saw the snow falling down she let out a sigh because she had walked all the way here and it’s another fifteen minutes in the cold all the way to the dorms.