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KIMBERLY'S  POV

"Kimmy. Hey, Kimmy, wake up." Yes, I fell asleep on Jack. He's trying to wake me up now. "Wait a minute, don't tell me it's the next day." They laughed. "No Kim, it's 6:30 pm," Brooke laughed, "and your brother called. He asked where you are and why you are not answering his calls. I told him you're with me and we're leaving. So yeah, we should go now." I groaned, buried my face into Jack's neck and got on top of him. "So you're challenging me, huh?" He asked a rhetorical question and got up. I was still on him. Well, not on him, but he was holding me. "Okay, you win, Jackieboy." I got my things and me and Brooke headed to the door. "Do you know how to get out of here, girls? Or should I go with you?" Alex asked. "Well, we don't wanna get lost," Brooke giggled. "I'm coming with you too," Jack announced. Yes! Bonus time with him. They came with us to my car. Alex gave Brooke a goodbye kiss and me and Jack watched them. "Oh, I almost forgot," I started, "thank you for today. And thank you for the Instagram story." I placed a kiss on his cheek. Well, it was on his jawline, but it was supposed to be on his cheek. He hugged my waist and spoke with his raspy sleepy voice, "for you every time." Me and Brooke got in the car.

I wanted to turn on the radio, but she stopped me. "No music, at least not before we talk about you and Jack. Tell me everything. Even if there are parts I don't wanna know." "What exactly do you want to talk about?" "For example, how you've been cuddling for the past few days. Or how you give each other kisses." "I only gave him a cheek kiss now." "Yeah? So you're trying to say he didn't kiss your forehead a few hours ago?" "Wait what? When? I don't remember this." "When you were cuddling." "I don't remember." "But you smiled... Wait, I know what happened. You were asleep." "Oh my god, so you're telling me Jack Hughes kissed my forehead while we were cuddling after he did the super cute Instagram story thing?" "Yeah, that's exactly what I'm saying." "I'm literally living in my dream." "Yeah, I could tell. You slept with a big, big smile on your face. I don't know how your face muscles don't hurt right now." "Oh, Brooke, I have to tell you one more thing. When you were somewhere, I had a really interesting talk with Trevor. Yes, about Jack. He told me Jack is in love with me. When I tell you these things you'll be sure too. His exact words were: 'Every time you guys are texting, his smile is so big and pure. Every times he looks at you, his eyes are shining. He can't fall asleep, because he can't stop thinking of you. If you could hear how he talks about you when you're not together, damn. He's in love with you'." "Kimberly Badger. Do you realize what's really happening to you? You and the boy of your dreams love each other! And by that I mean the REAL love. The one that feels like everything you've ever lost comes back to you. And you can't think properly, because you feel every emotion at once, and your nights are all sleepless, because of the thought of them. And when only that one person can make you smile like that." She was smiling. "Brookie, were you thinking 'bout Alex right now." "Maybe. Why?" "Because you have "that smile" on your face." She blushed. "Don't be shy. I've seen you in every way possible. But the Brooke in love is one of my favorites." She smiled and then we talked.

I got to my house. "I'm home," I shouted and heard someone coming. It was my dad. "Hey honey, how are you?" "I'm fine. It's a lot better now." I smiled. "I know it'll sound weird, because I'm your dad and dads don't often say things like this, but I love that boy." I laughed. We got inside and my mom and brother looked at me like someone died. "What's up? Why are you looking at me like that? Did something bad happen?" "Sis, I saw the picture on your insta. I also saw the comments under it. Me and mom were scared, because we knew you're somewhere and dad didn't talk to us." "In my defense, I didn't talk to them, because I knew you'd be angry if I told them, but I wanted to tell this to them so bad. So the perfect solution was not to talk to them." "Anyway, Kim, please tell me and your brother next time. Yeah, tell your dad too, but I think it'll be better if both of your parents know something is going on, ok?" "Ok, mom." "Now sis, come here." He was laying on our couch. I went and sat next to him. Peter pulled me and I laid. He placed me in a position where I was laying next to him, he was hugging me, and I was kinda on my side turned to him. "You're the best and mostly overprotective brother." "Aw, and you'd be the best, best sister if you were telling me when you have a problem. No offense, but you're just the best sister right now." "I'm sorry I'll sound sentimental, but I have to tell this. I remember one time, when you were around the age of 5. You were arguing all day and you were telling your mom how you're never going to love each other. The next day I woke up and saw you cuddling the same way on our couch with the TV on." Me and Peter laughed at my dad's words. Peter spoke, "I think I remember this. I waited until you were asleep and went to Kim's room to tell her I'm sorry. I found her sitting next to her bed. When I asked her why, she said she felt guilty. We decided to watch a movie and forgive each other. We were awake until like 2 am." "I always wondered how you got there. Well, you do everything that comes to your mind. Just like your dad does." We laughed, talked, and watched a movie.

*the next day*

I woke up and scrolled through my Instagram. Suddenly, I got a call from Jack. "Hey Kimmy, I hope I didn't wake you up." "No Jack, what's up?" "Do you have plans for today? Like, the afternoon." "Well, I'll have to do my school at some point of the day, but I don't have anything else." "Okay, good. I kinda feel bad for yesterday. You know, I said I'd always be there for you and when you needed a shoulder to cry on I wasn't around. And I think I'll feel less guilty if we um go out today. What do you think?" "I'd love to go out with you!" "Okay, be ready at 5 pm." "I will be." Should I consider this a date? Nah, he has the balls to ask me on a date, it's not a date. But why not? I guess he doesn't want to go on a date with me. I don't know. It's confusing. I don't know if I should ask my brother or Connor. I think I'll try with Connor first. I called him. And he turned FaceTime on. "Hey Kimmy, what's up?" "Oh, I have something to talk about with you, but tell me, how are you?" "I'm good, we won the game yesterday. I have nothing to complain about. And you? What's going on in your life?" "I'm fine now, but I really wasn't fine yesterday. So much people hated on my new Instagram post, mostly Jack's fans. But I'm ok now. Okay, enough about yesterday, I have more a important thing today. So, Jack asked me out. Not on a date, just to go out with him. His reason was that he doesn't want to feel guilty about not being with me yesterday.  I can't stop thinking why this isn't going to be a date. Like, he asked me on a date once, why not twice?" "Maybe he doesn't want you to be stressed or something like that. You know, if he asked you on a date, you would immediately call Brooke and freak out. And also, when it's not a date you won't act different if you know what I mean." "Yeah, but what if he doesn't like me anymore and wants to put me in the friend zone today?" "Jesus, Kimberly, don't think of it much. He probably isn't thinking about it at all. Relax. Breathe in, breathe out. It's going to be fine." "Okay. Wait, I haven't told you what Trevor said to me yet, right?" "Nope." "Okay, so we talked about Jack and he told me that Jack loves me. And he meant the real love. That's important, because Trevor is Jack's best friend." "Wow, bros tell each other everything, so that's probably true. Congratulations! Now you have to tell Jack you love him too and BOOM, you'll start dating your dream boy." "I can't, I'm too scared he'll reject me." "He won't, why would he? Even I could see he likes you. He's already yours, just not officially." "But what if he actually rejects me?" "Then fuck it. He's not the one. You'll continue being friends with Trevor and the others. He'll realize what he lost one day. And you can even date Trevor! I don't want to affect your choice, but I think I like Trevor more." "Really? I think my dad likes him more too. But why? I think Jack is a lot better." "I don't know what it is, but Felix probably sees it too. Anyway, stop thinking about the not a date thing. You'll see how it'll go. Be patient and relax."

We talked about other things afterwards. When I ended the call, I went to Peter's room and had a talk about the same topic. "I think it's a date. Maybe he doesn't want to call it like that, because when it's a date you'll expect something like a kiss or you know what to happen. He probably just wants to spend some time with you in private since you were with Trevor and not him yesterday. Don't ask me how I know about it, Brooke told me. But yeah, don't think of it much." I exchanged a few more words with him and went to do my school. I had lunch when I finished it. I decided to call Brooke, because I didn't have what else to do. We gossiped a bit about her ex. He started texting her and wanting to get back with her. I hate people like this. First, he cheats on her, and then he wants her back. Brooke texted with him while we talked. That boy is such an idiot. Anyway, we're not talking anymore and I should probably jump in the shower since I'm planning to wash my hair. I couldn't decide what to wear. I think I should pick a sweater and jeans. I got out of the bathroom and put a towel around my head. I stood in front of my clothes and looked at the sweater section. A brown and white striped sweater caught my eye. I took it and decided to wear it. It'll look best with skinny jeans, so I picked blue really skinny jeans with holes on the knees. I rolled them up a little bit. I put my sweater in the jeans and took a golden necklace that hung to my chest. I blow dried my hair using my brush to straighten it. I put mascara, concealer, brow products, and finally decided to use the eyeshadow palette I bought the day me and Brooke bumped into the car full of hockey players. What bag should I take? Maybe a small white leather crossbody bag will fit the most. I have around 10 minutes, so it's time for me to pick shoes. Nothing other than the classic AF1's caught my eye. Why not, it looks good. Jack texted me he's almost there, so I went to say goodbye to my parents and Peter. I couldn't get to my dad, because he was in his hockey room and talking with someone on the phone. I haven't seen him in this room in a while. It's something like his office. Anyway, Jack is here. I'm so excited, nervous, happy, and don't really know what's the feeling in my stomach. These are probably the butterflies people talk about.

I saw the car and felt my heart beating faster. I got in the car and hugged him. The hug lasted around 5 seconds which is a little longer than a normal hug. It's going to be interesting today. "Okay, is there an exact thing you wanna do?" "Eat, walk, and talk. That's everything I want to do with you right now." "Alright, sweet or salty food?" "Sweet." "Fine. Anything special?" "Churros, I absolutely love them!" "As you say." Our hands brushed a few times while he was driving. I guess he doesn't want to hold my hand. I know it's not because he can't hold my hand and drive, because he's done this multiple times. We went to the National Mall. There were street churros, so we bought some. Me and Jack were talking and almost everything was fine. I just don't get what's happened to him. He's kinda different. The vibe is different. Maybe there was really a reason this isn't a date...


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