The Before and After Project (An Emblem3 Fanfiction)

Chapter 6

Wes' POV:

My heart and brain and everything about me right now was an absolute mess. On the one hand I really liked Kaylee, she was pretty chill and sweet to talk too, but then everything I've been through with Gabby...I just feel like I would be betraying her if I said yes.

But then maybe I was just kidding myself all that time that I thought I liked Gabby, maybe it was just because I didn't really want to talk to other girls...I honestly had no idea.

I did and didn't want to make up my mind about Kaylee, I mean sure I like her...but I can't really see it lasting and I don't want to hurt her. I guess we could make it work if we wanted too, but that takes up too much time and effort...and I don't know if I really want a relationship right now.

I spotted Kaylee at her locker, and immediately slowed down my pace. Was I ready to give her an answer?.... Not a chance.

I looked around the hallway to see if there was some other person who I could talk to, to pretend as if I hadn't seen her. The only person I knew walking around was Drew, he shot me an obnoxious smirk and carried on walking.

"Gabby!!" he cooed and embraced her in a hug. I hadn't even noticed her coming up behind me, but just the whole fact that she was moulding into him as he hugged her set me on edge. I hate being so jealous, but I can't help it...the guy's a jerk and all I want to do is protect her! And maybe I was just lying to myself when I was thinking about the possibility that I never liked her.

Of course I did. She was my other half, how could I not fall in love with her at some point? Wait what the hell?! I am NOT in love with her. I'm Wesley Stromberg, I don't fall in LOVE! The frustration took over me as I walked over to Kaylee.

Thankfully she still hadn't seen me, so it gave me the perfect opportunity to be stereotypically cute for once. Since I knew she liked that.

I covered her eyes with my hands and in an obviously fake voice I growled "Guess who?" She giggled and grabbed hold of my hands, trying to break free from my grip.

"Wesley?" she guessed. Damn, this girl loved using my full name. Not that it mattered, it just made me sound really posh. I removed my hands from her eyes and settled them on her waist softly, resting my chin on her shoulder. She tilted her head so that she could look at me.

"How did you know?" I gasped, pulling a stupid face to make her laugh. "Anyway...I've thought about what you said...and I say let's go for it. I like you, and I'm willing to give this relationship a go" I admitted, purposely dragging it out to make her wait. Her eyes lit up so much I swear she had turned into a light bulb.

She was about to speak, but I cut her off by pressing my lips to hers gently. Fuck it. I don't care that I might still have feelings for Gabby, there's no chance that I'm going to let an opportunity like this slide for a girl that doesn't give one fuck about me.

Gabby's POV:

Drew wrapped his arms around me and I groaned, putting my full weight on him because I was so exhausted and too hung over to carry my full weight. This morning I was feeling like absolute crap. After last night I was never going to party ever again. Or at least not get THAT wasted.

I had woken up on the floor this morning wondering how on earth I had gotten there in the first place. No little message from Wes or Kaylee saying they'd taken me home. To be honest I was kind of worried, I had only ever been drunk around Wes...and I mean I hadn't gotten absolutely wasted because I could still remember exactly what I was doing.

So I had NO idea what I would've been like at that party, whether I would've been a happy drunk, angry drunk, depressed drunk or a horny drunk. Hopefully not the latter.