I was honestly mad when I watched the movie and Mal and Jay didn't get together. I came up with a theory though! The story will hopefully explain it well; the book and the movie will be incorporated into this.

This takes place after Mal's date with Ben.

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Mal walked in her dorm room with a towel draped over her damp shoulders and a small goofy smile on her lips. The door behind her slammed closed on its own. She jumped in fright and turned toward it to find a surprise. Leaned against the door, arms crossed, was none other than her childhood friend from the isle, Jay. From the way he was positioned, it was obvious he was mad.

"Alright," Mal sat on the edge of her temporary bed, "what did I do that's got you so irritated?"

Jay pushed off against the wall walking to stand in-front of the female, arms still crossed. "Evie said you went on a date with Ben."

"Oh, I see!" She jumped up, giving the notorious thief a wicked smirk. "You're jealous that I went out with someone that wasn't you. Don't worry! It was all an act to help us steal the wand."

The son of Jafar raised an eyebrow to show his concern. "Are you sure about that? From the smile that was on your face, it looked like it was more than an act."

The purple-haired stayed silent for a moment. Sitting back down, she muttered, "Maybe it wasn't part of the act."

"So you have feelings for him?"

"I didn't say that!"

"But you didn't deny it either," Jay argued. He started to pace back and forth in an attempt to get rid of his frustration. "What happened during the 'date'?"

"Why should I tell you?" Mal retorted, standing once more. "You never tell me why you flirt with all those girls on the isle, especially with those dim-witted wicked step-granddaughters."

"It's to keep up our act!" He shouted but not loud enough where anyone outside the room could hear. "You know as well as I do if your mother found out the truth, she would kill us."

"Well I'm sorry my mother can't be open-minded like yours was-"

"We aren't talking about her," Jay interrupted forcefully. Speaking about his mother has been hard ever since she 'kicked-the-bucket' when Jay was six; she was the only one Jafar has ever loved. "We are talking about us-"

"I thought you liked Ben," Mal continued on, changing the subject for his sake. "You two get along great."

"I hate him!" he exclaimed. "I pretend to like him but I hate him! I hated him at the beginning because I thought he had a thing for you. Now that he has a love spell placed on him, he talks about you all the time! I have to hit myself so I wouldn't scream at him to shut up."

"Now you know how I feel every time you flirt with someone that isn't me."

"So this is payback for all the times I made you jealous?"

"Why don't we just break up!?" Mal screamed/suggested.

"You want to throw away almost five years of being together because of a boy you just met that claims loves you? Even when I almost killed the Gaston twins when they busted your lip open?"

"It would end this ridiculous conversation and any more that would come."

Jay clenched his fists in rage as he felt his heart break and fall to the bottom of his stomach. Wordlessly, he walked over to the door and opened it. Not turning back he said, "You know I love you. And you know as well as I do that it will take a lot more than a simple break up to stop what we feel for each other."

Before Mal could say anything, he slammed the door shut behind him.

A tear fell down to the floor as many more would in a matter of time.

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