Part 2
Disclaimer: I still don't own these characters. If I did own Shane West though...well...we won't got there. -)
Eli raised an eyebrow, a look of disdain on his face.
"You're wearing that?"
Jessie rolled her eyes, facing herself in the mirror.
"What's wrong with it?"
He decided to drop it, knowing that if he gave her shit about her outfit, she wouldn't help him. And he really really needed help.
"Nothing..you look beautiful."
"What do you want?" Jessie asked him suspiciously, turning around to look at him. He only complimented her when he wanted something, this she knew.
"Well..I need some advice," he muttered, not usually one to ask for someone's help, especially his younger sister's. And especially not about something like this.
"About.."
"About..girls. Like..how to..stop liking them."
Jessie laughed, taking a seat next to him on the bed. He was nineteen, but sometimes he honestly sounded like a twelve year old. "Who do you like?"
"No one," Eli lied, knowing that that wasn't going to work. She was going to question him, and he had to come up with something good, fast.
"Eli..I'm not going to give you advice if you don't tell me who it is.."
"Well I'll tell you who I like if you tell me who it is that you're getting all dressed up for."
Her face turned red, and she turned her head away. "Alright..well..I honestly don't know what to tell you. You can't just make yourself stop caring about someone, it just doesn't work like that. Maybe you should try to find someone else to help you move on from this mystery girl."
He nodded, realizing she was absolutely right. Why didn't he think of that? As soon as he went on a date with another girl, he would be over this little infatuation with Grace. Of course. Someone older, someone more his style..yeah. In fact, he probably only had feelings for Grace now because he hadn't had a date in a while. Yeah, that was it.
Jessie smirked at Eli, amusement on her face as she watched him stare off into space. He had been doing that alot lately..it must have something to do with this girl. He must've fallen for whoever it was pretty hard..she hadn't seen him like this in a long time..if ever.
"Well you can sit here and stare at my wall all night..but I have to get going," she teased, getting up and grabbing her purse off her bureau.
Eli blinked, looking up at her. He had to stop doing that, it was getting embarassing.
"Thanks for the advice, Jess. And by the way..you really do look beautiful."
Jessie grinned self-consciously and replied, "Anytime..good luck with whatever you decide."
She left the room, leaving Eli alone sitting on her bed. He had only been sitting there for a few seconds when the door suddenly burst open again. He looked up, to see Grace staring at him wide-eyed.
"I..I was looking for Jessie," she stammered, feeling her cheeks burning. This was ridiculous, she couldn't even be in the same room as him anymore. So they kissed, it was no big deal. It's not like it meant anything..or did it?
Eli smiled awkwardly, trying to think of something intelligent to say in response, but came up with nothing. He wasn't some fancy shmancy english professor after all.
"She just left."
"Yeah..I kinda figured. Well..I guess I'll talk to her later."
"Yeah."
"Well..I'll..see you around." Grace turned around, opening the door quickly, rolling her eyes at her own stupidity. She was a smart girl, but everytime she was around that boy..everything just seemed to slip her mind, and she ended up sounding like a total idiot.
"Wait..Grace."
She stopped and turned back around slowly, surprised that he was actually addressing her. She figured that he would avoid her for at least a week, if not more..and then he'd come and tell her that it had been a huge mistake and that would be the end of it. Maybe the end was coming sooner..
"Yeah?"
"Um..I'm sorry about..the other night. It wasn't the right thing..for me to do," Eli stumblingly apologized, not even sure what he was saying and why he was saying it.
"Well..I'm sorry too. We can just forget about it," Grace responded quickly, not wanting to let him continue. It was easier this way. She couldn't handle two rejections in a week, that was just too much for her already frail ego.
He swallowed deeply. She had done it for him. He knew he should feel relieved, but instead he felt a horrible pain in the pit of his stomach.
"Right."
"Ok, well I'll talk to you later," Grace chirped a little too brightly and walked out of the room before he could get out a response. She closed the door and leaned her head against it. If that was the right thing to do, why did it feel so utterly wrong?
Eli laid down on the bed, feeling about a million times worse than he had before he had even seen Grace. He wanted to run out and grab her and tell her that he was lying and that he had these amazingly deep and exciting feelings for her that he didn't know what do with and tell her that seeing her with someone else would rip him up to shreds inside..but he didn't. Even if she felt the same way, even if they wanted to be together..it could never happen. It just wasn't possible.
He waited in there for a few more minutes, wanting to make sure he didn't run into her again in the halls or something. It was just too hard to pretend now, he could barely do it for the five seconds they had talked earlier. He was madly in love with her, and no amount of lying and denial was going to change that.
Disclaimer: I still don't own these characters. If I did own Shane West though...well...we won't got there. -)
Eli raised an eyebrow, a look of disdain on his face.
"You're wearing that?"
Jessie rolled her eyes, facing herself in the mirror.
"What's wrong with it?"
He decided to drop it, knowing that if he gave her shit about her outfit, she wouldn't help him. And he really really needed help.
"Nothing..you look beautiful."
"What do you want?" Jessie asked him suspiciously, turning around to look at him. He only complimented her when he wanted something, this she knew.
"Well..I need some advice," he muttered, not usually one to ask for someone's help, especially his younger sister's. And especially not about something like this.
"About.."
"About..girls. Like..how to..stop liking them."
Jessie laughed, taking a seat next to him on the bed. He was nineteen, but sometimes he honestly sounded like a twelve year old. "Who do you like?"
"No one," Eli lied, knowing that that wasn't going to work. She was going to question him, and he had to come up with something good, fast.
"Eli..I'm not going to give you advice if you don't tell me who it is.."
"Well I'll tell you who I like if you tell me who it is that you're getting all dressed up for."
Her face turned red, and she turned her head away. "Alright..well..I honestly don't know what to tell you. You can't just make yourself stop caring about someone, it just doesn't work like that. Maybe you should try to find someone else to help you move on from this mystery girl."
He nodded, realizing she was absolutely right. Why didn't he think of that? As soon as he went on a date with another girl, he would be over this little infatuation with Grace. Of course. Someone older, someone more his style..yeah. In fact, he probably only had feelings for Grace now because he hadn't had a date in a while. Yeah, that was it.
Jessie smirked at Eli, amusement on her face as she watched him stare off into space. He had been doing that alot lately..it must have something to do with this girl. He must've fallen for whoever it was pretty hard..she hadn't seen him like this in a long time..if ever.
"Well you can sit here and stare at my wall all night..but I have to get going," she teased, getting up and grabbing her purse off her bureau.
Eli blinked, looking up at her. He had to stop doing that, it was getting embarassing.
"Thanks for the advice, Jess. And by the way..you really do look beautiful."
Jessie grinned self-consciously and replied, "Anytime..good luck with whatever you decide."
She left the room, leaving Eli alone sitting on her bed. He had only been sitting there for a few seconds when the door suddenly burst open again. He looked up, to see Grace staring at him wide-eyed.
"I..I was looking for Jessie," she stammered, feeling her cheeks burning. This was ridiculous, she couldn't even be in the same room as him anymore. So they kissed, it was no big deal. It's not like it meant anything..or did it?
Eli smiled awkwardly, trying to think of something intelligent to say in response, but came up with nothing. He wasn't some fancy shmancy english professor after all.
"She just left."
"Yeah..I kinda figured. Well..I guess I'll talk to her later."
"Yeah."
"Well..I'll..see you around." Grace turned around, opening the door quickly, rolling her eyes at her own stupidity. She was a smart girl, but everytime she was around that boy..everything just seemed to slip her mind, and she ended up sounding like a total idiot.
"Wait..Grace."
She stopped and turned back around slowly, surprised that he was actually addressing her. She figured that he would avoid her for at least a week, if not more..and then he'd come and tell her that it had been a huge mistake and that would be the end of it. Maybe the end was coming sooner..
"Yeah?"
"Um..I'm sorry about..the other night. It wasn't the right thing..for me to do," Eli stumblingly apologized, not even sure what he was saying and why he was saying it.
"Well..I'm sorry too. We can just forget about it," Grace responded quickly, not wanting to let him continue. It was easier this way. She couldn't handle two rejections in a week, that was just too much for her already frail ego.
He swallowed deeply. She had done it for him. He knew he should feel relieved, but instead he felt a horrible pain in the pit of his stomach.
"Right."
"Ok, well I'll talk to you later," Grace chirped a little too brightly and walked out of the room before he could get out a response. She closed the door and leaned her head against it. If that was the right thing to do, why did it feel so utterly wrong?
Eli laid down on the bed, feeling about a million times worse than he had before he had even seen Grace. He wanted to run out and grab her and tell her that he was lying and that he had these amazingly deep and exciting feelings for her that he didn't know what do with and tell her that seeing her with someone else would rip him up to shreds inside..but he didn't. Even if she felt the same way, even if they wanted to be together..it could never happen. It just wasn't possible.
He waited in there for a few more minutes, wanting to make sure he didn't run into her again in the halls or something. It was just too hard to pretend now, he could barely do it for the five seconds they had talked earlier. He was madly in love with her, and no amount of lying and denial was going to change that.