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The song Did You Ever Love Somebody? belongs to Jessica Simpson and can be found on the Dawson's Creek soundtrack (So I've been told). Vinnie owns everyone 'cept for Krista and Christian. I want him-therefore he's mine. Like my way of thinking? He he
Thank you so, so much Rurouni Angel! Without her, I couldn't have written this whole last part w/ Jeff and Krista. She's an awesome writer and you should read her stuff. Really, honestly, I appreciate it soo much, thank you girl!
Christian: Don't you think that maybe she could have helped you put me in the chapter? It's a Matt and Jeff story. You're just a supporting character - and honestly don't you think you're in enough of my stories lately?
Matt: (Interrupting) Well I'm sure not.
Matt! Honestly, get the hell out of here. I love you to death but, go bother Angel or something. All you do is depress Christian. (Points to Christian who is sitting with his knees drawn to his chest, rocking back and forth)
Matt: He's a baby
Matthew Moore Hardy!!!
//Did you ever love somebody~ So much that the earth moved~ Did you ever love somebody~ Even though it hurt to//
Krista blinked a few times when Jeff broke the embrace and looked up when she heard Matt clearing his throat.
"Am I interrupting anything?" He asked curiously, looking back and forth between the two that were on the couch. "I mean, are you guys." He trailed off and turned to his brother. "Jeff, could I talk to you for a quick second?"
"Sure thing." Jeff answered happily, jumping off the couch. He jogged out of the room and followed him. He stopped next to Matt in front of the technician's room and looked at him expectantly. "What did you wanna talk about?" He asked, barely able to keep the excitement out of his voice.
"What the hell are you doing?" Matt demanded.
Jeff looked up at him innocently. "I have no idea what you're talking about my dear brother Matt."
His eyes narrowed. "You know perfectly well what I'm talking about. Why did you kiss Krista like that?"
"Did it bother you?" Jeff asked quickly, searching his brother's eyes for a definite answer. "Did it bother you that I kissed Krista just now?"
Matt turned away from him and rested his hands on his hips. He faced Jeff again; who was fixing the belt that was slung around his narrow waist.
"It was just a simple yes or no question." Jeff pressed on. "Not really much to think about, unless-" Matt looked up with an alarmed expression on his face. "It did bother you, didn't it?" He accused.
"Now you're just jumping to conclusions." Matt replied, running a hand through his hair frustrated. "You still haven't told me why it is you kissed Krista."
"It's not really any of your business." Jeff answered slowly, refusing to catch his brother's gaze.
"Yes, I think that it is." Matt argued, getting subconsciously mad at what Jeff was telling him.
"Why?" Jeff countered.
"Because Krista is my friend." Matt said, saying each word slow to make sure that it came out right. "And if you're thinking of getting into some sort of a relationship with her, you better not hurt her."
Nice, Jeff noted to himself. He was getting protective of her, very good sign. "I'm not going to hurt her." Jeff promised.
Matt's eyebrows shot up. "So you want to start going out with her or something?" There was a slight hint of panic in his voice.
Jeff shrugged. "Maybe." He answered simply.
"You're a pain in the ass." Matt said, letting his arms drop to his side. He slung his bag over his shoulder and turned to his younger brother. "Well then all I guess I can say is good luck."
"With what?" Jeff asked curiously. He didn't understand where his brother was coming from; and Jeff didn't do well when he didn't understand something. Matt just shook his head in response and left the room. Jeff got up quickly and rushed out of the room. "With what?" He asked again loudly, drawing some attention to himself from passing-by crew workers.
Matt walked over to the lounge and was about to call out to Krista when Amy grabbed his arm.
"Can we talk?" She asked with a pained look on her face.
"Sure, I guess so." Matt answered. He followed her as she searched for an empty room and noted that her hair looked disheveled, like she had spent the last couple of minutes pushing it back with her hands. She found an empty medical room and shut the door behind him and flipped up the light switch.
"Is everything okay?" Matt asked his girlfriend, who was now pacing in front of him.
She stopped and kneeled in front of him. He could see tears in her eyes and reached out to brush them away, but she pushed his hand away. "Please." She said quietly.
"Why do you look like you're about ready to start crying?" Matt tried again, watching in despair as a single tear rolled down her cheek. She remained quiet. "Amy, please talk to me. Tell me what's going on."
She took a deep breath and looked him straight in the eyes. "I overheard you and Jeff talking just now." Matt remained silent with the same expression of worry on his face, so Amy kept on. "Honestly, and I please want you to tell me the truth." Matt nodded. "What's going on with you and Krista?" He opened his mouth to answer her, but she wasn't finished. "Because I heard what Jeff was asking you and it did sound like it bothered you when he kissed her."
"Amy, Krista is one of my best friends." Matt started. "We've been friends since eighth grade. The only reason that I might've sounded a little bit panicked was because I, like you, know what Jeff's like and I don't want him to treat Krista like he does all the other girls."
He had expected her to at least crack a small smile, but nothing. "I do believe you." She near whispered. "I honestly do and I trust you, but I can't help this way that I'm feeling and I don't feel comfortable with you being this close with Krista."
Realization dawned on Matt as to what she was getting at. "You can't be saying what I think you're saying." She didn't answer and looked down at the floor. "You want me to choose don't you?" He asked, a hint of anger in his voice.
She looked up and nodded like it was the most practical solution in this situation.
Matt stood up and paced around the room a little before he turned back around to face her. "I never thought you'd put me in a situation like this."
"But you can understand where I'm coming from, right?" Amy asked desperately.
"Let me ask you this." Matt said, ignoring her question. "Do I ever make you choose between me and, let's say, Angle? Or Helms because you've known him practically your whole life?" She shook her head and he kneeled back down next to her and took her hand. He was about to say something, but shut his mouth and opted to take a different route. He got up and headed towards the door. "I need some time to think about this."
* * *
"What the hell was that about Jeff?" Krista demanded as soon as he walked back into the room. She glared at him with her arms crossed in front of her and waited for an answer. "You know how I feel about him. What possessed you to go and do that?"
Jeff narrowed his eyes. "I was just trying to help you out." He scowled.
"Well you did a good fucking job." She snapped. "Now he's gonna leave thinking we're together or something." She turned away and slung her purse over her shoulder. "I guess I'm just lucky that I'm leaving in two days so you can't mess things up worse then you just did."
"I didn't mess anything up." He said, grabbing her arm as she brushed by him.
She whirled around and glared at him, her eyes blazing. "Then pray tell what the hell possessed you to kiss me."
"I want to help you." Jeff answered quietly, looking her straight in the eyes.
"And how were you doing that?" Krista asked, starting to feel like this conversation was going around in circles.
"I just want one night, you and me." He said after taking a deep breath. He looked at a spot over her head and kept his attention focused on that, not believing the words that were coming out of his mouth. "I think that since you can't, or won't tell Matt how you feel, I'm going to help you get over him."
Krista put her hand to the side of her head. "And you're going to help me get over him by suggesting we sleep together?"
Jeff nodded slowly.
Krista didn't respond immediately to the idea and sat back down on the couch, tucking her feet underneath her. "You have to promise me that this wouldn't make things awkward between us. Because the last thing I'd want is to ruin our friendship because you were just trying to help me out."
Jeff took her hand and pulled her off the couch. He leaned over and kissed her cheek. "I promise. Let me just grab my stuff and we can head back to the hotel." He waited for her nod of agreement and walked out of the room.
* * *
Matt got up from the metal folding chair and wasn't sure he'd be able to stand without some means of support. He was almost positive that they didn't know he'd heard some of their conversations. He hadn't heard it all, but it had been enough. Jeff was in love with her. He had told her and she had been accepting of it. And now they were going back to his hotel room, Matt thought numbly. His eyes widened in realization. The room that Matt and Jeff had to share.
Somebody put his or her hand on his shoulder and he spun around in shock. "Are you alright?" Trish asked him, concern filling her eyes.
"Yea, I'm actually okay." Matt responded, anxious to get out of there. "I gotta go, but I'll see you tomorrow. Bye Trish!" He called, running towards the parking lot.
He said bye to the security people after he was escorted to his car and threw his stuff lazily into the backseat before jumping into the front. He got the key into the ignition and sped out of the parking lot as fast as the guards would tolerate. He got onto the open highway and pressed his foot on the gas pedal, watching in satisfaction as it crept up to 80.
~Sorry that I'm sticking you guys with all these cliffhangers; they're the best way to end the chapters of these stories, ya know? Well, only a couple more chapters to go, soo. enjoy while you can!~ FallenAngel
The song Did You Ever Love Somebody? belongs to Jessica Simpson and can be found on the Dawson's Creek soundtrack (So I've been told). Vinnie owns everyone 'cept for Krista and Christian. I want him-therefore he's mine. Like my way of thinking? He he
Thank you so, so much Rurouni Angel! Without her, I couldn't have written this whole last part w/ Jeff and Krista. She's an awesome writer and you should read her stuff. Really, honestly, I appreciate it soo much, thank you girl!
Christian: Don't you think that maybe she could have helped you put me in the chapter? It's a Matt and Jeff story. You're just a supporting character - and honestly don't you think you're in enough of my stories lately?
Matt: (Interrupting) Well I'm sure not.
Matt! Honestly, get the hell out of here. I love you to death but, go bother Angel or something. All you do is depress Christian. (Points to Christian who is sitting with his knees drawn to his chest, rocking back and forth)
Matt: He's a baby
Matthew Moore Hardy!!!
//Did you ever love somebody~ So much that the earth moved~ Did you ever love somebody~ Even though it hurt to//
Krista blinked a few times when Jeff broke the embrace and looked up when she heard Matt clearing his throat.
"Am I interrupting anything?" He asked curiously, looking back and forth between the two that were on the couch. "I mean, are you guys." He trailed off and turned to his brother. "Jeff, could I talk to you for a quick second?"
"Sure thing." Jeff answered happily, jumping off the couch. He jogged out of the room and followed him. He stopped next to Matt in front of the technician's room and looked at him expectantly. "What did you wanna talk about?" He asked, barely able to keep the excitement out of his voice.
"What the hell are you doing?" Matt demanded.
Jeff looked up at him innocently. "I have no idea what you're talking about my dear brother Matt."
His eyes narrowed. "You know perfectly well what I'm talking about. Why did you kiss Krista like that?"
"Did it bother you?" Jeff asked quickly, searching his brother's eyes for a definite answer. "Did it bother you that I kissed Krista just now?"
Matt turned away from him and rested his hands on his hips. He faced Jeff again; who was fixing the belt that was slung around his narrow waist.
"It was just a simple yes or no question." Jeff pressed on. "Not really much to think about, unless-" Matt looked up with an alarmed expression on his face. "It did bother you, didn't it?" He accused.
"Now you're just jumping to conclusions." Matt replied, running a hand through his hair frustrated. "You still haven't told me why it is you kissed Krista."
"It's not really any of your business." Jeff answered slowly, refusing to catch his brother's gaze.
"Yes, I think that it is." Matt argued, getting subconsciously mad at what Jeff was telling him.
"Why?" Jeff countered.
"Because Krista is my friend." Matt said, saying each word slow to make sure that it came out right. "And if you're thinking of getting into some sort of a relationship with her, you better not hurt her."
Nice, Jeff noted to himself. He was getting protective of her, very good sign. "I'm not going to hurt her." Jeff promised.
Matt's eyebrows shot up. "So you want to start going out with her or something?" There was a slight hint of panic in his voice.
Jeff shrugged. "Maybe." He answered simply.
"You're a pain in the ass." Matt said, letting his arms drop to his side. He slung his bag over his shoulder and turned to his younger brother. "Well then all I guess I can say is good luck."
"With what?" Jeff asked curiously. He didn't understand where his brother was coming from; and Jeff didn't do well when he didn't understand something. Matt just shook his head in response and left the room. Jeff got up quickly and rushed out of the room. "With what?" He asked again loudly, drawing some attention to himself from passing-by crew workers.
Matt walked over to the lounge and was about to call out to Krista when Amy grabbed his arm.
"Can we talk?" She asked with a pained look on her face.
"Sure, I guess so." Matt answered. He followed her as she searched for an empty room and noted that her hair looked disheveled, like she had spent the last couple of minutes pushing it back with her hands. She found an empty medical room and shut the door behind him and flipped up the light switch.
"Is everything okay?" Matt asked his girlfriend, who was now pacing in front of him.
She stopped and kneeled in front of him. He could see tears in her eyes and reached out to brush them away, but she pushed his hand away. "Please." She said quietly.
"Why do you look like you're about ready to start crying?" Matt tried again, watching in despair as a single tear rolled down her cheek. She remained quiet. "Amy, please talk to me. Tell me what's going on."
She took a deep breath and looked him straight in the eyes. "I overheard you and Jeff talking just now." Matt remained silent with the same expression of worry on his face, so Amy kept on. "Honestly, and I please want you to tell me the truth." Matt nodded. "What's going on with you and Krista?" He opened his mouth to answer her, but she wasn't finished. "Because I heard what Jeff was asking you and it did sound like it bothered you when he kissed her."
"Amy, Krista is one of my best friends." Matt started. "We've been friends since eighth grade. The only reason that I might've sounded a little bit panicked was because I, like you, know what Jeff's like and I don't want him to treat Krista like he does all the other girls."
He had expected her to at least crack a small smile, but nothing. "I do believe you." She near whispered. "I honestly do and I trust you, but I can't help this way that I'm feeling and I don't feel comfortable with you being this close with Krista."
Realization dawned on Matt as to what she was getting at. "You can't be saying what I think you're saying." She didn't answer and looked down at the floor. "You want me to choose don't you?" He asked, a hint of anger in his voice.
She looked up and nodded like it was the most practical solution in this situation.
Matt stood up and paced around the room a little before he turned back around to face her. "I never thought you'd put me in a situation like this."
"But you can understand where I'm coming from, right?" Amy asked desperately.
"Let me ask you this." Matt said, ignoring her question. "Do I ever make you choose between me and, let's say, Angle? Or Helms because you've known him practically your whole life?" She shook her head and he kneeled back down next to her and took her hand. He was about to say something, but shut his mouth and opted to take a different route. He got up and headed towards the door. "I need some time to think about this."
* * *
"What the hell was that about Jeff?" Krista demanded as soon as he walked back into the room. She glared at him with her arms crossed in front of her and waited for an answer. "You know how I feel about him. What possessed you to go and do that?"
Jeff narrowed his eyes. "I was just trying to help you out." He scowled.
"Well you did a good fucking job." She snapped. "Now he's gonna leave thinking we're together or something." She turned away and slung her purse over her shoulder. "I guess I'm just lucky that I'm leaving in two days so you can't mess things up worse then you just did."
"I didn't mess anything up." He said, grabbing her arm as she brushed by him.
She whirled around and glared at him, her eyes blazing. "Then pray tell what the hell possessed you to kiss me."
"I want to help you." Jeff answered quietly, looking her straight in the eyes.
"And how were you doing that?" Krista asked, starting to feel like this conversation was going around in circles.
"I just want one night, you and me." He said after taking a deep breath. He looked at a spot over her head and kept his attention focused on that, not believing the words that were coming out of his mouth. "I think that since you can't, or won't tell Matt how you feel, I'm going to help you get over him."
Krista put her hand to the side of her head. "And you're going to help me get over him by suggesting we sleep together?"
Jeff nodded slowly.
Krista didn't respond immediately to the idea and sat back down on the couch, tucking her feet underneath her. "You have to promise me that this wouldn't make things awkward between us. Because the last thing I'd want is to ruin our friendship because you were just trying to help me out."
Jeff took her hand and pulled her off the couch. He leaned over and kissed her cheek. "I promise. Let me just grab my stuff and we can head back to the hotel." He waited for her nod of agreement and walked out of the room.
* * *
Matt got up from the metal folding chair and wasn't sure he'd be able to stand without some means of support. He was almost positive that they didn't know he'd heard some of their conversations. He hadn't heard it all, but it had been enough. Jeff was in love with her. He had told her and she had been accepting of it. And now they were going back to his hotel room, Matt thought numbly. His eyes widened in realization. The room that Matt and Jeff had to share.
Somebody put his or her hand on his shoulder and he spun around in shock. "Are you alright?" Trish asked him, concern filling her eyes.
"Yea, I'm actually okay." Matt responded, anxious to get out of there. "I gotta go, but I'll see you tomorrow. Bye Trish!" He called, running towards the parking lot.
He said bye to the security people after he was escorted to his car and threw his stuff lazily into the backseat before jumping into the front. He got the key into the ignition and sped out of the parking lot as fast as the guards would tolerate. He got onto the open highway and pressed his foot on the gas pedal, watching in satisfaction as it crept up to 80.
~Sorry that I'm sticking you guys with all these cliffhangers; they're the best way to end the chapters of these stories, ya know? Well, only a couple more chapters to go, soo. enjoy while you can!~ FallenAngel