Chapter Three: Forehead Kisses
Summary: All the kinds of kisses that Stevie Baskara and Zander Robbins encounter over time.
Disclaimer: I don't own HTR. If I did, all of these kisses I plan on writing would've happened.
Stevie Baskara was not the type of girl to be heartbroken. She typically wasn't the type of girl who crushed on boys – she claimed she wasn't at that stage yet, she was far more interested in music. But when Justin Cole seemed to hold an interest upon her, her mind started to think differently. She turned into one of the girls she never hoped she would be, she turned into the type of girl who smiled whenever that certain guy walked past and prayed for the day that he would finally ask her out on a date. She'd never experienced anything like this before; it was new territory she had stepped into.
So when she was heartbroken for the first time, it almost killed her.
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Going about her usual business in class, Stevie jotted down notes as Mr. March spoke and hoped to God she had enough for the test she had coming up in the next week. The bell signalled and she hurriedly packed up her books, shoving them into her bag as she bolted out of the classroom. It was lunch and she was excited.
She'd decided that today was the day she was finally going to work up the courage to talk to Justin Cole, long time crush, after the incident at his birthday party. Sure, he'd spoken to her a lot, but she'd never been the one to initiate the conversation, and she felt that was a needed change.
She slowed her run down to a walk as she began to get strange looks from the people around her. Smiling sheepishly, she turned into the hallway that located not only her locker, but all of Gravity 5's and Justin's.
A smile was present on her face as she walked happily down the hall, but turning one small corner made the glowing smile that was on her face drop.
There he was, the boy she'd been fawning over for such a long time, standing at his locker with another girl. She bit down on her bottom lip, hoping that she was just a friend and that she herself still stood a chance. But when Justin leant down and connected his lips with the girls, she knew it was too good to be true.
Looking down, she felt the tears form in the corners of her eyes but wouldn't allow herself to cry in front of all these people. No, she was Stevie Baskara, the girl everyone was afraid of, she was tough – but right at this moment, she certainly did not feel tough at all.
She rushed to her locker, quickly opening it as a million thoughts ran through her head. She knew it was indeed too good to be true, why on earth would a guy like Justin Cole possibly like a girl like Stevie Baskara – now that she thought about it, she didn't know why she thought it was possible in the first place.
Quickly placing her books in her locker, she slammed it shut and turned around only to be met with the charming grin of Justin Cole himself.
"Hey!"
Stevie just looked at him before swallowing harshly and looking down. "Uh, hi." She muttered, fiddling with her hands. "Do you need anything? Because I kind of need to be somewhere…" She spoke softly, looking over his shoulder. She wouldn't let herself look him in the eye, because she knew she'd be like putty in his hands.
"Oh, uh, was just wondering if you maybe wanted to do something this Friday night?" Justin questioned and Stevie looked at him as if he were crazy. What? "If you're not doing anything already." He spoke charmingly, a grin present on his face as Stevie let out a breath of air, not believing what she was hearing. "So?"
"If I hadn't seen you kiss that girl about a minute ago, I would've said yes." She spoke, looking into his eyes as they widened. She felt her lower lip tremble before she shook her head 'no' and pushed him out of the way.
She sped quickly off down the hall but not before connecting her eyes with dark brown ones that were looking at her worriedly. She shook her head and made a beeline for the band room, not wanting to be with anyone right now.
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As soon as Zander saw Justin approach Stevie he knew things weren't going to end well.
He, along with Stevie, had seen the pretentious douchebag kiss the blonde haired airhead only a few seconds ago, before he went over to Stevie and asked her out. Why he knew this? He was sort of listening in; it was only him, Stevie and Justin and a few nerds in that hallway at the time – he overheard, sue him!
When he saw her speeding off, he stepped out in front of her track purposefully as she ran into him. He looked into her eyes as she looked into his and knew she was on the verge of tears. He watched as she shook her head and ran off, his eyes training after her.
When she was out of site, he looked over to Justin who looked after her and shrugged before his eyes met Zander's angry ones. Justin's eyebrows rose and Zander wanted to give the guy a piece of his mind, but left it. His best friend was hurt and he wanted to make sure she was okay.
So, sending Justin a warning glare, he ran down the halls to where he knew Stevie would be – the band room.
Upon arriving, he found the usually tough girl sat on the lounge hugging one of the animal pillows to her chest. Her face was tear free, but her eyes were bloodshot red as if the tears were ready to come. She hadn't noticed him yet, but when he knocked on the open door her eyes met his and he smiled.
"Hey." She whispered before looking down at the pillow. Zander noticed she had the bat pillow clutched to her chest – why they had animal pillows on the couch on the band room was beyond Zander, most likely the doings of Nelson and Kevin. He walked on into the room and plopped down on the couch beside her, little to no space between them, personal space wasn't really a term in their dictionaries.
"Sup?" He spoke before cringing – it sounded so casual. Shaking his head, he looked at her and smiled softly.
She laughed silently at his bluntness before tossing the pillow to the floor. "I feel so stupid." She said looking down at her jean clad knees. "I mean, Justin Cole? Why on earth would a guy like him go for a girl like me?" She questioned and Zander stayed quiet, willing to let her get all of her thoughts out. "I was way in over my head, and now I feel like an idiot." She deadpanned, her eyes still trained on the pillow on the floor.
"You're not an idiot, Steves. The guy made you feel like he liked you then he turned on it, he's the idiot." Zander said looking down at the pillow along with Stevie.
"Still…" She trailed off in a whisper before sniffing slightly.
Moments later Zander looked up at Stevie and saw that she had a tear falling from her eye. He sighed and leant over to wipe it away and then sat back into the couch, bringing her with him. She leant her head on his shoulder and sighed. They were silent, both still looking at the bat shaped pillow as they sat there.
Minutes passed, and the two hadn't spoken a word. This was different for them, different from their usual playful and loud behaviour. But Zander knew that Stevie was in no mood for that. But it was still planted in the back of his mind that she needed cheering up; he just wasn't sure how to go about it. Before he could think anymore she let out a laugh that was mixed with a cry. Zander looked down at her as tears were rolling down her cheeks, but a smile was present on her face.
Furrowing his eyebrows, he shook his head at her. "You're a weird person, Stevie." He said as she just laughed some more, wiping away at her tears.
"It's the pillow." She said through a smile and Zander became even more confused.
"Okay..?"
"Why do we even have it?" She asked as she sat upright to pick up the pillow. She held it in front of their faces and laughed. "It's a bat for goodness sake and we're in high school! Who has bat pillows in high school?" She questioned looking at Zander expectantly.
"We're friends with Nelson and Kevin, that's why?" He spoke adding in a wink causing Stevie to laugh. Leaning back into the couch, Stevie rested her head on Zander's shoulder again. She tossed the pillow to the side and sighed. "You don't have to be here you know, go have lunch, flirt with that pretty blonde from this morning." She teased as Zander chuckled.
"Nah, you're sad, so I'll be a nice friend and stay here with you."
"Gasp! Zander's turning down the chance to flirt with a girl for little old Stevie!" Stevie teased shutting her eyes. "Thanks, Z."
He looked down at her from his place and grinned. "Feel special." His eyes still trained on her, he leant down and pressed a soft kiss to her forehead before leaning back up and looking down at her face. He noticed that her eyes were still closed, and a smile was slowly forming on her face.
"You're weird." Her voice sounded and Zander chuckled.
"Whatever, Stevie."
Wowza this one's long, sorry for that!
Tbh, not sure how I like this one, but eh, I had to get it out of the way. It's how I had this one planned since I got the idea for this story. Thank-you for the reviews and don't forget to keep reviewing! ;D Btw, Happy late Zevie Day! This is my gift to you; a sucky oneshot in this little story of mine. Hoped you enjoyed it!
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Until next time, xoxo Gossip Emily.
