As soon as my eyes met hers I felt like I had exploded. Or imploded. I felt my jaw drop as my eyes took in her appearance. Her perfectly curved lips. Her bright, shining eyes that seemed to sparkle, to glisten. Her eyelashes were thick and long and her skin was coloured beautifully. Beautiful. Perfect.
I looked at her and felt whole. Like a part of me had been filled that I hadn't realised had been missing until it was filled.
Kim. How had I sat next to her all year and not noticed her? Kim. Beauty and perfection, they all seemed to mean the same things to me now.
I don't even remember walking over to her. All I remember is her face. One moment I was at the back of the class. The next at the front. I was unwilling to take my eyes off of her. No. I was unable to take my eyes off her.
I was overwhelmed by all the emotions leaping up inside me. I wanted to hold her and protect her from everything. I wanted to keep her by my side forever. Otherwise, how would I know if she was safe? I wanted her with me. I needed to keep her happy. Keep a smile on her face. She couldn't, and would never cry at something I could stop happening. This was a silent promise I made to her and myself.
It wasn't gravity keeping me in place anymore. It wasn't air that I needed to breathe, it was her. Food and water weren't required. I could live without them. All I needed was her.
She was the most important thing to now. The most important thing to me ever. She was everything. She was the world.
I tried to memorise her face. Hell, I wouldn't be able to go without it for a day. She was my life. My only reason for living. She owned my heart, my soul and my very life force and would do always.
If she needed anything I would be there to get it for here. If she was ever hurt, not that I would ever allow that to happen, I would be there to wipe away her tears. And if she wished, I would always be by her side. Her protector, her soul mate and her one true love.
Say something smart, I told myself. Her eyes were wide, disbelieving and she was blushing. I realised then that my jaw was still hanging open. It took me a while to remember how to close it.
I couldn't think of anything to say. I could only stare. I longed to hear her voice. Why couldn't I remember it? Had I ever heard it before? Had I ever even spoken to her?
I was unaware of Mr Hanson, who had started speaking to the class. He didn't matter. Nothing, no one did. Only Kim. I was still staring. My eyes couldn't look away, and they didn't want to.
"Hi Jared". She spoke. She said. My name. Her voice was the most beautiful thing in the world. I longed to her it again. I wanted to make her laugh. I bet it was pretty. She'd looked away to the teacher. But her eyes kept flickering back to me.
I had to say something to her. What the hell could I say? I could tell her everything now, I knew that, but whether she would believe me was a different story. Did she like me at all?
"Hi Kim". My reply finally came. Idiot! Say something smart. Anything.
She was facing Mr Hanson, but that didn't mean anything. I was still staring. Maybe I was making her uncomfortable? She probably didn't even like me. She shifted nervously in her seat. My eyes caught the movement,she was so graceful. Beautiful. Kim.
We spent the entire lesson like that. I had to teach my eyes how to look away, to gaze unseeing at the front of the classroom, but I found I couldn't do so for my then a few seconds. It was almost like torture when I wasn't looking at her. Agony. I needed to look at her. I needed her. She looked at me a few times then blushed. She couldn't concentrate on her work and she must have thought I was some creepy stalker. I had no idea what the lesson that day was about. I was way too conscious of Kim's presence, less than a foot away.
When the lesson finished I stood up slowly. Working myself up to talking to her.
"Kim?" the classroom was empty apart from me, and her. I had goose bumps at the thought of us being alone.
She had taken a while to pack her books in her bag. When she had finished she glanced up at me and I lost my train of thought. Her eyes were so intriguing. Mesmerising.
She stood up and started to walk past me. Hurry up!
"K, Kim erm, me and some friends were thinking of going to the movies tonight, would… would you like to come?" I had made this up, of course. I immediately felt bad about lying to her. But, I didn't want to wait until tomorrow to see her again. She would understand, hopefully when I explained everything to her.
She looked unsure, and her vulnerability made me want to protect her. Hold her in my strong arms and shield her from everything in the word that could hurt her.
"W… Why are you asking me?" She seemed to struggle to get the words out. I knew why. Why would I invite her out with me, and my friends when I had barely spoken two words to her all year? She didn't believe that I liked her. And I didn't. I loved her. More than my body and my own life.
I shrugged. What could I say? Lots of things of course, but my mind couldn't think of anything at that moment.
She looked at me and I stopped breathing. I was constructed for her and she was moulded for me.
I felt a smile grow on my face. My heart started racing. She smiled in response, it seemed, automatic.
"We should get to our next lesson."
"No!" she looked shocked at my outburst, but I didn't want to be parted from her.
"What's your next lesson?"
"Um, trig."
"What room?" her face was confused.
"16" I was right down the hall from her, maybe I could meet up with her at lunch.
The next hour went past so slowly. I felt like I was going mad. Insane. I didn't know what was happening to her. Was she alright? Was she safe?
When the bell rang signalling lunch break, I shot out of the classroom so fast people in the room gasped in surprise.
I saw her walking away from me, towards the cafeteria and I made a mad dash through the corridor to get to her.
I tapped her on the shoulder and watched her expression as she turned round and saw me.
"Kim… hi" I couldn't think of anything to else to say. I felt so stupid.
"Hi… Jared" I couldn't stop my smile from growing when I heard her say my name.
"Will you ditch your next class and come with me?" What was I asking her? She would say no, and I couldn't blame her. I was acting like a stalker.
"Alright" she looked so unsure when she answered. Maybe she was scared. She wouldn't want to come with me. I didn't want her to have to do something she didn't want to. But she had said yes. I hovered for a moment, unsure what to do. Before deciding we would skip class, and if she still looked uncomfortable I would take her back.
A large guy in my gym class walked past us and knocked into Kim. I caught her before her face hit the ground and lifted her up, so she was upright then set her feet back on the ground. She had felt so right in my arms, I never wanted to let her go.
I turned angrily towards the guy who didn't even acknowledge Kim's presence.
"Hey, aren't you going to apologise?"
The guy turned and looked at Kim. He snorted, "No".
I glared at him in outrage and shook slightly.
"Jared, it's alright" A high, soft voice came from behind me.
I turned back to Kim and my breath caught in my throat. She was so beautiful.
"Are you OK?" My voice was gentle.
She nodded, appearing eager to reassure me.
She bent down and picked up her books that had fallen out of her bag. I bent down to help her pick them up.
She blushed when she saw me kneeling on the ground next to her. I couldn't think why.
I picked up her bag from the floor. "Let me carry that for you". She giggled at my attempt at chivalry.
It was when we were halfway across the parking lot, that I realised I didn't have my car with me. I turned to her with an apologetic look on my face. She smiled.
"You haven't got your car, right? We can sit in mine." She turned towards an old firebird car. I stood back and watched her climb in the drivers seat. Everything she did was beautiful. And everything she did was right. Hesitantly I climbed in the passenger seat.
She turned to sit cross-legged in her seat so she could look at me.
"So…" she had no idea what I wanted. I smiled at the look of confusion on her face.
I spoke first "We've never been really good friends right" she shook her head, "why is that?" she bit down on her lip. Before ranting…
"Well… you're friends with Sam Uley. You're friends with the "Popular Crowd"" she made quotation marks with her fingers. They made me smile sadly.
"Why would you want to be friends with me? Why did you ask me on a date? Why are you talking to me now?"
"Kim…" my heartbeat quickened as I spoke her name.
"I want to tell you something, but I'm not sure if you'll believe me."
"Shoot".
"I'll tell you tonight alright? If you go on a date with me."
"Do you really want to go on a date with me?"
"Why would I ask if I didn't?" I let out a laugh and she blushed.
"Hey…" she looked as if she had remembered something important. "Why were you off school all last week?"
I mumbled something about being ill. I couldn't tell her the truth here, she'd freak.
She laughed "I'm not going to give up that quick. Come on what was wrong with you?"
I gaped at her for a moment at her smile, before I remembered her question. Then remembered how to make my mouth move.
I told her something about food poisoning, and she bought it. I felt bad about lying to her. I wanted her to know the truth about everything.
"What's your favourite band?" she seemed startled by the question, but she answered anyway.
"The Spill Canvas." I nodded. I could play a few of their songs on my guitar. Maybe I could surprise her by playing her one?
We sat in the car for hours. We talked about nothing and everything. I wanted to know everything about her. She laughed at my eagerness and how I threw out another question as soon as she answered the last. At first she was shy and hesitant with her answers. Then she grew more comfortable and her answers were longer.
We were so comfortable with each other, we had a teasing argument about which band was better, The Spill Canvas or The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus.
We were two pieces of a puzzle. Exactly right. We were oblivious to the world around us. I could have stayed like that forever but we were snapped out of our own private world when there was a loud tap on my window.
My head whipped round, I was angry to see Paul's face pressed up against the glass. I wound down the window to speak to him.
"Jared, hey man, what are you doing in Kims car?"
As soon as I heard his mocking tone of voice, I stared to shake.
Alright guys, I'm still pretty new to fanfiction so reviews would be appreciated! Please tell me where I'm going right and going wrong! And if someone knows what an AU is, or what OCC means would you please tell me?? Thanks guys!! I'm sorry if its really obvious, but... like i say, I'm new, so cut me some slack OK? Thanks for reading!
