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My lips melted into his, as my back pressed against the wall. It felt like we were the only ones there, I was so caught up in the kiss that I didn't even notice my best friend clearing her throat and talking to me until she almost yelled at us.
"You do realize you're standing in a school hallway, right?" Dawn said, an eyebrow raised at the both of us.
I giggle, a little embarrassed for almost losing control in front of so many people. I glanced at my boyfriend and wiped the lipstick that was smeared all over his lips as if he was the one who applied it.
"You're such a hater Dawn. Go make out with Paul or something. I'm sure he'd be more than pleased to." He said, jokingly. Honestly, I wanted Dawn gone as well, so maybe we could sneak in the janitor's closet and make out as long as we pleased, because this was the closest we have been for months. For a while I thought Gary was going to break up with me, he barely touched me, barely even looked me in the eyes until today.
"Why are you guys talking about me?" To my dismay, Paul, Gary's best friend, approached us, an amusing smirk spread across his face as he glanced at Dawn, "Troublesome, is that you? Couldn't recognize you under all that garbage you call make-up" he teased her, as expected. This was the typical story of boy wanting a girl that pretended not to want him, so badly. Nothing new here.
"You're such a jerk!" Dawn said, rolling her eyes, thinking she could fool us all.
Paul leaned down towards her face, "Can't you just let me admire you, without you opening that big mouth of yours?" And once again, ladies and gents, Paul Shinji had just screwed up for the umpteenth time.
"Go fuck yourself." Dawn spat, shooting a harsh glare in Paul's direction, and then walked away pissed off. I know how she hated Paul's inappropriate ways of flirting and I honestly wished the boy would just quit it and show her his true self and get together already. Not just for their sake, but for our sanity as well.
Paul growled in annoyance as soon she walked away, "Why am I such a jackass when she's around?" he asked bitterly, not waiting for an answer as he walked away as well.
"Finally!" I said, kissing Gary once more before grabbing his hand and leading him to the janitor's closet.
As soon as the door closed behind us, I wrapped my arms around his neck diving into a kiss so passionate and lustful. I honestly wanted him. Right then and there, even if we were in a janitor's closet. I didn't care. And from his tense body and the bulge that pressed against me, told me that the feeling was very mutual. And just as my hands went to his shirt, he pulled away. I suddenly felt empty when he pulled away, it's like he took apart of myself with him.
"What is it babe?" I asked, with both of my hands cupping his cheeks.
His breath was heavy against my flushed cheeks, still breathless from the kiss, "We can't do this. Not here anyway. Our first time has to be special and I want you to feel special. And a janitor's closet is not a place to do this for the first time." He said, obviously not liking his decision very much, but who could honestly turn down sex without feeling a little bit disappointed. He placed his hands over my own and looked into my eyes, "For now, let's just not—get carried away…"
I bit down on my lip, nodding, then I reached up and planted a quick kiss on his lips before opening up the door and walking out, with Gary trailing behind me.
Walking down the hall the next day, I sighed for what seemed like the hundredth time that day. Gary has been acting weird again. I almost expect him to come out and tell me he's some sort of vampire, but Dawn told me that I watch Twilight a little too much, and maybe she's right. But that still didn't explain Gary's behavior. If it wasn't for yesterday, I could've of sworn that he was for sure breaking up with me.
And all that doubt and unease drained away once I saw what was in my locker, it was a white rose with a little note attached to it, the card was from the Hearthome Hotel. Can you believe it?! 'Saturday night. Pick you up at seven. I love you—Gary.' Well, there went my heart. I can't believe a second ago I was doubting him.
"Hi" a voice—that I could have sworn was Dawn, but it sounded too lifeless to be Dawn. Not her usual, optimistic perkiness she usually greeted me with. But it was Dawn though, a troubled one in fact. I frowned at her, "What's wrong, Dawn? You seem—not like yourself…" I asked her, not bothering to hide the worry that was clear in my voice.
"Has Gary told you something… unpleasant recently?" she asked, choosing her words carefully. Something was definitely up.
I slightly shook my head, my eyes narrowed in confusion, "No. not really. And all that worry I had was for nothing, look at what he left me this morning!" I said, flashing my white rose with the room card in front of her, only to get a sad look in her eyes, but it faded just as soon as it came, "Dawn. What's the matter?" I asked again, beginning to get more concerned.
She just smiled sadly at me, "Don't take that night for granted Leaf. Trust me." Leaving me confused, she walked away without another word to elaborate what the hell was going on.
"You haven't told her yet?!" Paul's voice echoed through the hall leading up to Gary's room later that day, "You can't just do this to her. She has a right to know." his voice was oddly serious, but for Paul that was the normal thing to do, unless Dawn was around.
"I will… just—just don't pressure me, okay? I'm already dealing with enough as it is. I booked us a room in Hearthome for this weekend, we'll have dinner prior to that, and then I will tell her."
"Just—just don't screw this up Gary… this already going to be hard for her." I heard Paul's voice getting louder as footsteps made their way to the door and before I could make my escape, he opened the door only to be greeted by my confused face, "Leaf…" he mumbles, horror masking his voice, "How long have you been here?" he asked.
"Long enough to know that Gary's hiding something from me," I said, suddenly angry as I glanced past Paul's shoulder to look at Gary, who was already making his way over to us. "What's going on?" I demanded, crossing my arms over my chest, turning my head away from Gary's kiss.
"It's nothing," he said, shooting Paul a glare, "Paul and I were just—talking."
I shook my head, Gary has always been a terrible liar, "Gary, I'm your girlfriend. I know you like the back of my hand, something's up and if you're not telling me, I will figure it out on my own." I said angrily, then turned on my heel and walked in the opposite direction, hearing Gary yell at Paul.
I walked out of my house the next morning, which was Friday. A day before our special night and I wasn't sure that I'd go tomorrow. Not if Gary continues hiding whatever he's keeping from me. I yawned, as I walked onto my porch. I had stayed up all night staring at the texts and voice-mails from Gary and it took everything in me not to call him back. I had to stand my ground. The moment I stepped onto my driveway, I heard a familiar honk. My head shot up and I saw Gary getting out of his car and striding towards me, looking gorgeous and irresistible as ever. But now was not the time for that, and I definitely wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of knowing that. Not when I'm mad at him.
"Leafy! Leaf! Leaf! Hold on for a second—please!" Gary called once I turned around and kept walking, but he stopped me by standing in front of me and firmly holding my shoulders back, but of course he kept his touch gentle enough not to hurt me, "Look, I get why you're mad at me. Believe me I do. And you have every right to. It's just—it's not easy for me to tell you. It's been eating me up inside for a while now. But it's not something I can just drop in a conversation. Please, Leafy. Try to understand what I'm going through."
The painful look in his eyes broke my heart, but I wasn't going to let him off that easy, "How can I understand when I don't know what you're going through Gary!" there was more edge in my voice then I intended there to be.
He ran his hand through his spiky hair, gripping at the ends of it for a moment, he usually does this as an act of frustration, "Just—give me time. I'll tell you. I swear I will. I'll tell you when I'm ready."
"And when exactly are you going to be ready?" I asked, my voice cracking in the process.
"Soon. Believe me. Soon." He said in a painful whisper, he then wrapped his arms around my shoulders and gathered me into his chest as he planted a kiss at the crown of my head, "I love you, so much Leaf."
I surrendered, nuzzling myself in his chest, exhaling a breath, "I love you too."
I chewed my food slowly, as I played with the food on my plate. I looked at Gary to see him doing the same thing. I think both of us did not give a damn about the food in front of us and wanted this dinner to be over already so we could go upstairs and finally express our love for one another. I dropped my fork on the plate, "Let's get out of here already!" I said, finally losing my patience.
He looked up at me, surprised by my outburst and then the corner of his lips curled upward into a smirk—something he hasn't done for months now—"Someone's a little impatient." He teased, making me jump for joy inside, my best friend is finally back.
I giggled a bit, tracing my hand up and down his thigh under the table. I'm not the kind of girl who would do something so…bold, but I wanted him so badly, that I wasn't even embarrassed to show him, though I'm pretty sure the humiliation will sink on me tomorrow morning, but for now, I had no problem whatsoever to show my desperation.
He gulped looking at me with love and lust in his eyes. He stood up, taking out his wallet and placing enough money to pay for our food, plus the tip. He then took my hand walked out of the restaurant, and to the elevator that seemed to last forever until it opened and lead us up to our floor. If there weren't anybody else boarding the elevator I would of pounced on him, like he was my pray. But sadly I didn't get to do the Fifty Shades type of thing.
As soon as we reached our floor, and stepped off the crowded elevator, we giggled like little kids as we ran down the hallway to our suite. Once the door was opened, Gary's mouth devoured mine, while his hands were all over my body. My dress that was down to my mid-thigh, was hiked up all the way to my stomach. My bare legs were wrapped around his waist as he carried me and placed me down onto the large bed.
One of his hands were fumbling with the hook of my strapless bra, while the other one was running over the rest of my body. And the night continued, and Gary was finally a part of me, not just physically but emotionally as well, I was on cloud nine. And I did not believe that there's a girl out there happier than I am right now.
Breathing heavily, Gary's naked, limp body laid beside mine after making love to me for what seem like the tenth time that night. I sighed as he wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to his chest and placing a soft kiss on the back of my neck, "I love you so much." He whispered to me, giving me goose bumps all over my skin.
"I love you too." I whispered, as I snuggled closer to him, his hard chest pressing against my bare back.
"I have a challenge for you," he said, his voice huskier than ever causing another chill to run up and down my spine.
I grinned, turning around to face him, placing my hands on his chest, "Yeah?" I bit my lip, batting my eyes as I looked into his.
"If you could last a whole day without me—no texts, no calls, no communication at all—I'll love you forever, and then… you will know everything about what I've been keeping from you…"
The smile was still plastered on my face, not even the mention of the dreaded secret could take it away, "Fine if that's the game you want to play, then you're on!" I exclaimed, sticking my tongue out to him, playfully.
He chuckled a bit, and pulled me closer to his chest and planted a kiss on my forehead. He closed his eyes, "Now go to sleep." As soon as he mentioned sleep, I yawned. I hadn't realized how exhausted I was. And with that realization, I drifted off to sleep in the arms of my best friend and the love of my life.
I woke up the next morning to unfamiliar surroundings, this was definitely not my room, I sat up quickly only to be greeted by an ache between my legs. Suddenly everything came rushing back to me. I spent the night in this hotel with Gary. I smiled at the memory of the time we spent together and then scanned the room around me once again, but there was no sign of Gary at all. Confused, I hopped off the bed and made my way into the bathroom not bothering to cover up my naked body, but Gary wasn't there either. He couldn't have meant that stupid challenge he gave me, right?
I rolled my eyes in annoyance, it was so typical of him to think that I couldn't survive without him, but I'll show him that I can perfectly make it on my own, without his smug self. I scoffed to myself, then collected the articles of clothing I was wearing the night before, then got dressed quickly and made my way out of the hotel. I didn't bother to check out, because it was going to be going on Gary's bill anyway. That'll teach him for leaving me alone in the morning, in a hotel room. And as I walked out of the building, I couldn't help but reminisce the vivid memory of the feeling of him being inside of me, an actual part of me even. I sighed contently. I have a feeling that there were going to be more nights like this quite often.
"So he just had sex with you, gave you the challenge without any elaboration, and then disappeared this morning?" Dawn asked, wanting to make sure she got everything straight.
"Yep." We were sitting in her bedroom later that afternoon, "I didn't really ask why because I thought he was just joking or something, but I guess I was wrong." I said while rolling my eyes, still pretty annoyed with him.
"So, he hasn't told you yet?" she asked, and I looked at her in confusion.
"Told me what?"
"Uh—nothing. Never mind" she stuttered. Something she only does when she is hiding something or lying.
I narrowed my eyes at her, suspiciously, but then they widened as I realized what she was talking about, "Oh my Arceus! You know!" I said, standing up abruptly, "You know what he's been keeping from me!" I accused, point my finger at her.
For a moment, I thought she was going to deny it, but then she sighed and said, "Yes, I know." As the words escaped her mouth, she looked down obviously ashamed. She should be.
"I can't believe you kept that from me!" but that didn't matter once another realization hit me, "He told you, but he didn't tell me. His girlfriend. I thought we were best friends…" I said the last sentence in a whisper and without another word, I turned on my heel and started marching towards the door, when Dawn cried out my name, causing me to halt and turn around to face her, my arms crossed over my chest defensively as I glared at her angrily.
She made her way over to me and stood only a couple of feet away from me, "Gary didn't tell me…"
"Then who the hell did?" I snapped at her impatiently.
I saw her cheeks turn from their natural color, to a deep shade of red, "Paul did." She said, looking down, her hair working as a curtain to cover her face.
I stared at her with narrowed eyes, "How in the hell would Paul tell you when you two barely say two words to each other without fighting?" I raised my eyebrows at her.
"Were—were sort of together now…" she confessed shyly. In another situation, I would have told her to dish everything, but I was still pissed off at her for not telling me what's going on.
"What is Gary keeping from me?" I asked, trying my best to hide the joy I felt for her, and from the looks of it I was doing a pretty good job, but I couldn't help but feel bothered by this whole secret. "Just tell me."
"I can't Leaf." She said softly, finally looking up at me.
"Why?!" I asked, my voice rising, "I have every right to know what's going on with my boyfriend. And the fact that you know and I don't is just—just so damn unfair!" I shouted out to her. I know I was acting out badly, but I can't help it, it was obviously something serious and I just didn't understand why they are keeping it from me.
"I'm sorry Leafy. It's just not my place to tell you." she shook her head, and added on, "I'm sorry." She whispered out painfully.
I stayed quiet for a moment, and then I sent her a death glare, "Some friend you are." I snapped at her, then made my way to the door and slammed it once I was standing at her front porch. I know it wasn't entirely her fault, but as horrible as it sounds, I needed to take my anger and frustration out on someone and that someone happened to be her.
At last. The day was over and it was a new morning. Yesterday seemed to last forever, with Dawn's constant texts and calls, and my anxiety to know what Gary would tell me. I barely got any sleep. I made my way down the stairs not bothering to get breakfast and walked right out the door and made my way over to Gary's house just down the block. I got to admit, even though it's only been a day, I sort of miss him. So I sped up my pace, getting excited to see him.
After about five minutes, I was standing at their front porch, shifting my weight from leg to leg, patiently waiting for someone to let me in after I rang the doorbell. Less than a minute later, the door swung open revealing a weary looking Paul, his eyes were bloodshot, his hair was a mess and he looked like he was in clothes he wore the other day. I immediately felt concerned for him, but also confused as to why he is at Gary's house this early in the morning. "What's wrong Paul? What are you doing here?" I asked, as he let me in the house and closed the door.
He shook his head, tears swelling up in his eyes as he blinked them back, "Come with me." His voice was barely a whisper. What happened to him? He lead me up the stair case and turned to me once we were outside Gary's room, "I'm so sorry." And with that he opened the door, leaving me confused.
I took one step into the room and heard the uncontrollable sobbing. The sobbing that would break anyone's heart. It was his mom, she was in her father in law's arms, crying her eyes out while Professor Oak cried silently, running his hand through her hair and then that's when I saw him. And in that moment I knew my life fell to pieces. There in Gary's bed was a body covered fully with the blanket. I looked at Paul horrified, "What—what's going on, Paul?!" I asked, my lower lip quivering with a crack in my voice.
He avoided my eye contact and reached for his back pocket and handed me a small note, "He had it in his hands when we found him…like that." He mumbled, his voice cracking at the end.
My heart started racing dramatically, I took the note and opened it and read it in a whisper, "You did it baby. Can you do it every day?" Oh my Arceus. I paused staring at the note, then I read the last sentence while clutching the paper to my chest, "I love you." I stood there with my eyes closed, then it dawned on me, Gary's gone. My best friend is gone. Still gripping the note, I sprinted to the bed and threw off the covers, taking Gary's pale face in my hands and kissed his cold, motionless lips. "Wake up Gary. Please. Please tell me this is some sick joke. I know you wouldn't leave me! Please!" I cried out desperately, tears blurring my vision.
After what seemed like an eternity of begging Gary to wake up, I finally gave up. He was gone. And I don't care about 'he's in a better place' crap, he's not here. I will never see the gleam in his eyes when he discovered something new, the smirk on his face when he teases me, the way his cheeks turn bright red when someone says something about the two of us, the feel of his warm lips on mine. His presence. He's gone. Forever. I rested my head on his chest, mourning the loss of the love of my life and knowing I won't hear a single heartbeat, deep down that I was hoping to hear, but that hope came crashing down when I heard Paul's voice telling me Gary's been suffering from cancer for half a year now.
My best friend has been suffering for six months and I knew nothing. Absolutely nothing about it. The tears kept sliding down my face as I continued sobbing and already missing him. My love. My soul mate. My other half. He was really gone. I couldn't help but feel angry at him for not telling me, but at the same time I'm glad he didn't tell me, because I wouldn't be able to handle the news at all. I don't know how I'm going to get through this. I couldn't even last a day without him.
Cause every time you go away
The sunshine starts to fade
Frozen by the hands of time into a
Permanent Monday
Take me back into your arms
And don't ever let me go
Cause when I see you walk through that door
I'm not lost anymore
A/N: So I haven't written a one shot in awhile. Sorry it's depressing. Leave a review if you want, and I apologize if there are any mistakes :)