justmystories

 

 

*Daniel’s POV*
 

 

                “Annabelle what were you doing? We were just supposed to make them jealous, can’t you do anything right?” I snapped.
 

 

                “Oh come on Daniel, I didn’t think she’d actually kiss him. Why do you care anyway? Now you know they’re legitimately dating, isn’t that why you hired me?” asked Annabelle.
 

 

                “I hired you to pretend to be my girlfriend so that I could make Ali jealous. I didn’t hire you to make Ali kiss her apparently not fake new boyfriend!”
 

 

                “Well isn’t that just too bad. But oh well. You know what they say about karma,” she said as she turned away from me and walked down the hallway.
 

 

                Shaking my head, I turned around and walked down a hallway in another direction. Rounding a corner, I saw Jason and Ali kissing in the middle of one of the empty hallways. My stomach clenched along with my fist. Jason said something to Ali, and then turned and walked down towards where I was watching. I ducked into the door of one of the classrooms and waited until Jason was right in front of me. Jumping out, I punched him hard in the jaw.
 

 

                Jason was knocked back a few steps, but he regained his balance and punched me in the stomach. I winced and returned with another punch to the side of his head.
 

 

                “Daniel, you don’t want to keep fighting me,” he said.
 

 

                “Oh believe me, I do.” I said as I plowed into him in an attempt to knock him off balance.
 

 

                The next thing I knew I was on the ground, and Jason was towering over me. The pain was blurring the edges of my vision.
 

 

                “I told you that you didn’t want to fight me,” he said, and then the world faded to black.

 

                When I couldn’t bear Jason’s stare anymore, I turned away from his face to find both Daniel and Annabelle gone. My friends whistled at us in the mocking way friends do, not understanding that the previous night I had refused to kiss Jason.
 

 

                “We, um, need to get to class,” I said, taking Jason’s hand and pulling him towards the hallway. We walked until we were alone.
 

 

                “Now, I’d be a fool not to have enjoyed that, but I must admit I’m a little ticked off. What, so you won’t kiss me unless someone’s watching? Did you think if you didn’t agree to be my girlfriend I’d stop your little show?”
 

 

                “No, no Jason it wasn’t like that!” I insisted. He raised one eyebrow in reply.
 

 

                “I didn’t kiss you last night because I don’t do that. I still can’t believe I just pulled that back there. That’s not who I am, I-I just lost control and-“
 

 

                “So it’s difficult for you to want to kiss me, is that it? Forgive me if I’m being unfair, but I feel insulted,” he cut me off.
 

 

                “Jason,” I said, taking a step closer and putting my hand on his chest. “I want to kiss you. Believe me. But I shouldn’t have. Our first kiss shouldn’t have been in front of my ex-boyfriend and a bunch of other random people. I’m so sorry,
”

 

                Jason looked over my head and let out a breath considering how to respond. He took a step towards me and put his hand behind my head. Ever so gently, he tilted my head up so that my lips met his. He kept one hand under my chin, and the other he put on the small of my back to pull me closer. The kiss was much less demanding, and was instead sweet. He pulled away while keeping our foreheads pressed together.
 

 

                “I suppose we could always pretend that was our first kiss,” he suggested.

  

                “Erika… I’m legitimately dating him now,” I assured her for the hundredth time.
 

 

                “I love it!” she squealed.
 

 

                “You guys are so cute,” assured Jessica.
 

 

                “What I’m mad about is the fact that you started having feelings with this guy and didn’t tell your best friend!” said Erika.
 

 

                “I didn’t even know I had feelings for the guy. I mean, I did, but I was denying them I guess. Does that make sense?” I asked my group of friends.
 

 

                “Nope, good thing when you’re in love it doesn’t have to!” said Emily. I rolled my eyes.
 

 

                “Speak of the devil,” said Erika as Jason came and sat down next to me. He grabbed my hand.
 

 

                “Well Erika, I didn’t know you were so fond of me,” he spoke.
 

 

                “Ha ha prince charming. Ooh. And speaking of the prince, looks like the toad is heading this way,” she said. Sure enough, Daniel was walking over to our lunch table holding hands with redheaded girl named Annabelle.
 

 

                “Well, if it isn’t the fake couple,” Daniel mocked, gesturing in our direction. “As if I care anymore,” he said, while pulling Annabelle into a deep kiss. I know I shouldn’t care, but I found myself blinking back tears, unable to turn away. Annabelle broke the kiss and shot me daggered eyes partnered with an innocent smile. Your turn, she mouthed.

 

                “Ali and I are a couple now Daniel, now get lost before I make you get lost,” he spat.
 

 

                “Please Jason. I bet she won’t even kiss you,”
 

 

                Letting my anger get the better of me, I pulled Jason’s hand to bring him closer, and before either of us could react I pressed myself up against him, embracing him into a deep kiss. I felt his fingers wind into my hair, and my lips part under his. Jason pulled away first, so that I could see the thinly veiled hurt in his eyes.

 

 

                “No you don’t,” I said shaking my head. “Everyone gets tired of me eventually.”
 

                “Not me,” he insisted while walking closer.
 

                “Do you really mean that?” I asked. I shook my head to clear it. My breath was getting caught in my throat and I didn’t know what to do. This wasn’t like me. I didn’t fall for guys so easily.
 

                “Yes!” he insisted laughing. He clasped his hand around mine, and pulled me up against him. He tilted his head and began moving even closer.
 

                My hand shot out, catching him by the chest. “I-I don’t do that,” I stammered, taking a step back. I realized I must have sounded stupid, but I stood my ground.
 

                He put his hands up in a surrendering gesture. “That’s okay, as long as you give me the chance to convince you otherwise,” he said, again clasping my hand. He leaned in and pressed his soft lips up against my cheek.
 

                “All I’m asking you for is one chance Ali. If it doesn’t work, it doesn’t work. Isn’t that what high school relationships are about? Taking chances? Trying something new?” he asked.
 

                “I wouldn’t know would I?”
 

                “Come on Ali. I know you like me. I can see it by the way you blush when I get closer,” he started, while inching towards me. I glanced down, but I couldn’t keep the blush from escaping onto my cheeks. I looked up, and was met with an adorable and cocky half smile.
 

                “Will you go out with me?” he asked again.
 

                I nodded my head and smiled. He laughed and closed the last few inches between us, embracing me in a hug that picked me off of my feet. He set me down, but he didn’t let go. I nestled my head into his shoulder where it fit perfectly, and with his strong arms around me I was met with the sense of security and being wanted that I had so dearly missed.
 

                “Emma?” I called as I neared the door of Annabelle’s café. She was sitting in a booth holding hands with a boy. Looking closer I realized it was Ben. Emma was laughing. I grabbed Jason’s hand and pulled him inside with me.

                “When did this happen?” I asked them.

                “About five seconds after I ran out and he came after me,” said Emma. “Although from the looks of things I’m not the only one who is now dating my fake boyfriend?” she asked.
                I glanced down to where I was still holding Jason’s hand. It had felt so comfortable I hadn’t remembered to let go.

                “We’re not dating,” I said, dropping his hand.

                “Well you don’t sound so happy about that,” she replied.

                “You don’t even know what you’re talking about Emma,” I snapped.

                “I came after you to see if you were okay, but it seems to me like your fine.” I stormed out of the café and began walking down the street. I didn’t know where to go. I had no cell phone and no car with me because Jason drove me here.

                “Ali, slow down!” spoke Jason grasping my arm. I was so scared, I let my feet slip out from under me and landed hard on my butt on the pavement.

                “Oh my gosh I’m so sorry,” Jason exclaimed, offering a hand to help me up. I swatted it aside to get up by myself. “Ali I didn’t mean to knock you down I swear-“

                “I don’t care that I fell down! What I care about is that everyone can seem to find love. My cheating boyfriend will probably have a new girlfriend by tomorrow, the majority of my friends have boyfriends, and the girlfriend my boyfriend cheated on me with had a boyfriend. Daniel was my first boyfriend ever Jason. I’m seventeen! That’s not normal! I should have been heartbroken more times than I can count by now. I should know how to deal with this by now but I can’t. Daniel was the first boy to ever find me attractive or to tolerate me long enough to date me. Do you have any idea how that feels?” I spat.

                “Ali, please. Just listen to me-“ he started.

                “No Jason. You probably had girlfriends to spare at your old school. You don’t get how this feels. No one does. I’m alone. No one ever wants me, and that’s just something I have to live with.”

                “Did you ever think if you gave people a chance and let someone in for once you’d have a boyfriend Ali?” He strode foreword and grabbed my hand. He put it up against his chest. “Feel that beat Ali? I haven’t known you long, but ask and it's yours.”

                I couldn’t breathe.