Hey guys I am back with a bunch of one shots!

DISCLIAMER: I DO NOT OWN KICKIN IT

KIM'S POV:

Jack Brewer was one of my best friends. We where as close as anybody could be, sometimes even a little to close for my see I had been crushing on my best friend for as long as I could remember, and even though I told him everything I never told him how I truly felt. I had always been a very disclosed person I hated telling my secrets, but somehow Jack changed that in a good way, and sometimes in bad ways. He always told me everything as well, we where just that close. He was the heartthrob of the 12th grade and I was head cheerleader. Our friendship was almost as stereotypical as any friendship could be. We lived the good life, we saw each other almost everyday in between classes and practice after school in the dojo. We had a skinny love type of friendship we fit perfectly together like two puzzle pieces,but sadly that ended two weeks ago. My father had died and I disclosed everybody again, including Jack. I haven't talked to him in two weeks. He has called me and texted me non stop, but I never answer. Now here I am in my backyard starring longingly at the swing set my dad had built for me when I was 8,contemplating wether I should talk to Jack or not. I was hurting badly and I really wanted to talk to someone. I could not stop the tears from making an appearance on my face.

I looked down and saw that I had received a text message from Jack saying,

Kim, please answer me I miss you.

Then my phone started ringing, Jack again. I didn't answer. Once it stopped I couldn't control my emotions anymore I had to talk to Jack, I needed to. I picked my phone up and called Jack.

"hello" Jack answered

"hey" I whispered

"How are you Kimmy?" He asked tentatively. I decided on what I should say. I could lie to him and say that I was fine, or I could tell him the truth.

"Not so good" I spoke softly,while sniffing.

"What's the matter" He asked

" I just can't do this, Why did he have to die Jack? He was an amazing man, he loved me so much and now all he is is just dust. I am trying to be as strong as I possibly can, but I can't keep living like this. Right now all I can think about is this stupid swing set that he made for me when I was 8, all those memories are gone, He is gone forever." I said while trying not to cry.

"I know its hard Kimmy, but please don't shut me out I want you to know that you can tell me anything and I won't ever judge you beautiful." He said lovingly.

'I need you Jack here with me right now" I said

"I will be right there Kimmy" He said and hung up.

-We sat on the swing set in silence. He took my hand and kissed the back of it.

"You want to talk about it" Jack asked me

"I'd rather not." I said sadly

"I just want you to know that I am sorry. You are one of the best things that has ever happened to me, and I had no right to shut you out like that. All I really needed was time to think, and take time to process what happened to my father." I said

"It's ok" He said looking into my eyes. "I know that what you went through was rough, but if you let me I could be here for you." He said softly

I was mesmerized by his beautiful eyes. I loved him. I never knew it,but I loved him. He was like a drug fun at first, and than addicting. He started leaning in, as did I. Our lips met in a hot kiss, filled with love and need. He put his hands dangerously low on my hip, and he kissed me passionately. I loved it. I felt butterflies,and I saw a billion fireworks. Why am I feeling like this? Is this what being in love feels like?We pulled apart for some air.

"wow" we said in unison.

"I love you" I said

"I love you more" he spoke sweetly

We resumed kissing with love and passion. We started entering my house, and we went up to my room. Lets just say we did things that are classified.