Hey Guys! This is my first time ever writing a story like this. I hope you all like it!

Disclaimer: I do not own Kickin It

Jack's POV

Everything was turned upside down when Carson Hunter returned to the dojo. He has almost everything that I have except one thing. Or should I say person. Carson has Kim Crawford, my best friend. Yeah, thats right. I want to be with my best friend. Kim is the most beautiful girl I have ever layed eyes on. She has long blonde hair, brown eyes, and a huge smile on her face at all time.

Carson on the other hand is a liar and a cheater. He used a weighted bow staff to shattered mine. He put weights in the wrap around his hands. Also, he has the girl of my dreams.

Kim never shuts up about him. She is so head over heels for him. I don't even see what she sees in him. Every time I see her kissing him after practice in the dojo I desperately wish that it was my lips against hers.

I go through this every night in my head. I try to figure out ways to make her mine. It never works. Everyone says that I am totally blind to the way she feels about me, but they are all wrong. Why would a girl like her ever want a guy like me.

My thoughts are interrupted by a sudden knock on the door. I look over at the clock on my nightstand. It's nearly 1 in the morning. Who would ever come over so late? Nevertheless, I trudge down the stairs, and when I open the door, I am shocked.

"Kim, What happened?" I ask while puling her tightly into a hug. I did't even notice she was soaking wet from the rain.

"You were right," she said, her voice barely audible. "You were right about him all along."

"Come inside. I'll make you some hot chocolate."

"Do I get whipped cream, too?" She asks, a smile tugging at her lips.

"Of course." Hot chocolate and whipped cream is her favorite drink.

I start to heat up the milk and went upstairs in my room to grab her one of my tee-shirts, a pair of my sweatpants, and a blanket. When I get back down stairs, the milk is heated up, and I finish making her hot chocolate just the way she likes it. I hand Kim the clothes and lay out the blanket on the couch, and I wait for her to come out of the bathroom. Even while wearing my oversize clothes and crying she looks like an angle. I have never seen someone so gorgeous, and I doubt I will ever see a girl like her again.

When she comes out, I grab the hot chocolate and head towards the couch. She plops down on the couch next to me and drinks her hot chocolate. I put the blanket over us.

When she finishes, she puts her cup down on the coffee table and berries her head into my chest.

"Kim," I say. She turns her head and looks up at me. I desperately want to tell her how I feel. "What's wrong?"

"I was at his house," she whispers, "and he was a little bit drunk. It was late after the party you refused to go to, and I decided to sleep on his couch. Before I went to bed, I went upstairs to check on him." Her voice goes weak, and she gets even quieter. I know that tears are streaming down her face. "He pushed me against the wall, started taking off my shirt, bra, pants, and underwear, and he…" Her voice trails off at the end.

"Kim, what did he do." I already knew, but I wanted her to say it.

"He raped me," she cries harder into my shirt.

I pull her tighter into me. "Kimmie, I will never let him or anyone do anything to you again. I should have protected you."

"Jack, there's nothing you could have done."

"Please tell me you ended things with him," I whisper hopefully.

She buries her head even farther into my chest. "I want to. I will, I swear. I was just to scared. I'm so sorry, Jack."

All I can do at this point is pull her closer and closer.

"Try to get some rest, Kim. You need it," I tell her.

I grab my phone and text her mom telling her that she will be at my house for the night.

I finally sleep soundly with the girl I love curled up next to me. Yeah, that's right. I love her.

Kim's POV

How could I ever live without him? Jack is always there for me. He always looks out for me. Even after the incident with Carson, he is there for me. I used to have feelings for him, but then Carson came back. God, why did I not realize he was a jerk.

I wake up curled up buried in Jack's chest. I stir a little bit, but I woke him up anyway.

He moans. "Good morning, beautiful. Feeling better?"

"Kind of," I say looking up at him, blushing.

"Kim," he says obviously frustrated, "you have to know this. I want you to be mine. No. I need you to be mine. I don't think I could ever live without you. You are the light of my life, my everything. I will take care of my you for as long as I live. I can't stand to see you hurt like this. Hell, I can't even stand to see you with a scape on your knee. Kim, I love you."

"You what?" I'm shocked.

"I love you. I love the way you twirl your hair when you get nervous. I love the way you roll your eyes when I annoy you. I love the way you blush when I wink at you. I love every single part of you, and that includes all your imperfections, too."

I can't believe this. He loves me. The guy that I've loved since 9th grade. "Jack," I say, "I love you, too. I love you so much more that you will ever understand."

I can feel the smile growing on his face. I also feel him relax a considerable amount after I said I loved him. He laughed a little bit. "You have no idea how long I've been waiting to hear that."

And with that, his lips touched mine. The kiss was long-awaited and passionate. I know that this is where I belong, but not just for now, for the rest of my life.

That's the first one-shot! I hope y'all like it!