AN: So nice to see that there are people who appreciate what I write (.
Renee: I'm sure I'll call in a favour when I'm stuck with a story, if not
this than the next one.
Alright, on with the story!
Chapter 14
Oh god, what had she done? She had kissed William! This was beginning to sound like a soap opera. William was supposed to be an enemy, not a good friend and certainly not someone who could be considered as a boyfriend or lover. Had Angel meant that little to her then? She didn't know it anymore.
William was in the same kind of mood or rather, state of confusion. He loved his Dru with all his heart, right? He didn't like it that she spoke about Angel half the time they were together, the reason why he had told her to sod off. But he had always thought it might have gone back the way things were. Why was it then that the thing he craved the most, was to hold Buffy in his arms?
The next morning Buffy didn't feel able to go to school. Because her mum really noticed that something was wrong she gave her permission to stay home. Just before she went to work a boy stood for the door.
"Hello Mrs. Summers. I was wondering if Buffy was alright? She didn't come to school today."
"She felt sick this morning, but I think she's feeling better now."
"I have some homework for her."
"Buffy! There's someone here to see you!" She smiled at William. "Up the stairs, second door on your right." And then she left the house.
Hesitantly William went up the stairs. When he knocked he heard nothing, so he opened the door carefully. Buffy was sound asleep. God, she looked so cute without all the distress showing on her face, or the makeup. She started to wake up and startled when she saw him.
"William, you scared me to death."
"Sorry luv, I really didn't mean to. I brought you your homework, just a few things to be done next week."
"Great."
She managed to smile shakily.
"I don't think anybody still talks about you in school."
"Good."
William sighed, tired of the short and hasty answers. He sat himself on the edge of the bed.
"Don't you think we should talk?"
"Talk? I talk all the time. You see, even talking now."
"Come on, Buffy."
"I don' t see why."
"Why? You kissed me last night! Or is it true and do you kiss every guy you meet."
He was glad she couldn't quite reach him at that comment, 'cause her eyes shot daggers at him.
"That's a lie and you know it!"
"What was it then?"
"I . . . don't know. It's all so confusing, Will. I'm not supposed to like you, we're on opposite sides. I'm a cheerleader!"
"Are you? I don't think they will let you in the team again. Angel has taken care of that."
"Angel doesn't control my life."
"That's the same thing I heard Dru say, but she still isn't free from him."
"I'm not her."
"Don't you think I know that!"
He stood up, frustrated. This was going nowhere.
"It's not good that I like you either, but I do. So what are we going to do about it?"
"I don't know. . . I don't know. . . We can't do this, right?"
"No."
But still William moved closer to her and slowly but surely the two of them came together. Their lips touched and both felt an incredible rush. Somehow this felt right. When they separated their foreheads touched.
"We are in so much trouble."
"I know."
"Do you care?"
"Not really. . . is that very bad?"
"Yes." He grinned. "But I like that about you."
They kissed again.
Alright, on with the story!
Chapter 14
Oh god, what had she done? She had kissed William! This was beginning to sound like a soap opera. William was supposed to be an enemy, not a good friend and certainly not someone who could be considered as a boyfriend or lover. Had Angel meant that little to her then? She didn't know it anymore.
William was in the same kind of mood or rather, state of confusion. He loved his Dru with all his heart, right? He didn't like it that she spoke about Angel half the time they were together, the reason why he had told her to sod off. But he had always thought it might have gone back the way things were. Why was it then that the thing he craved the most, was to hold Buffy in his arms?
The next morning Buffy didn't feel able to go to school. Because her mum really noticed that something was wrong she gave her permission to stay home. Just before she went to work a boy stood for the door.
"Hello Mrs. Summers. I was wondering if Buffy was alright? She didn't come to school today."
"She felt sick this morning, but I think she's feeling better now."
"I have some homework for her."
"Buffy! There's someone here to see you!" She smiled at William. "Up the stairs, second door on your right." And then she left the house.
Hesitantly William went up the stairs. When he knocked he heard nothing, so he opened the door carefully. Buffy was sound asleep. God, she looked so cute without all the distress showing on her face, or the makeup. She started to wake up and startled when she saw him.
"William, you scared me to death."
"Sorry luv, I really didn't mean to. I brought you your homework, just a few things to be done next week."
"Great."
She managed to smile shakily.
"I don't think anybody still talks about you in school."
"Good."
William sighed, tired of the short and hasty answers. He sat himself on the edge of the bed.
"Don't you think we should talk?"
"Talk? I talk all the time. You see, even talking now."
"Come on, Buffy."
"I don' t see why."
"Why? You kissed me last night! Or is it true and do you kiss every guy you meet."
He was glad she couldn't quite reach him at that comment, 'cause her eyes shot daggers at him.
"That's a lie and you know it!"
"What was it then?"
"I . . . don't know. It's all so confusing, Will. I'm not supposed to like you, we're on opposite sides. I'm a cheerleader!"
"Are you? I don't think they will let you in the team again. Angel has taken care of that."
"Angel doesn't control my life."
"That's the same thing I heard Dru say, but she still isn't free from him."
"I'm not her."
"Don't you think I know that!"
He stood up, frustrated. This was going nowhere.
"It's not good that I like you either, but I do. So what are we going to do about it?"
"I don't know. . . I don't know. . . We can't do this, right?"
"No."
But still William moved closer to her and slowly but surely the two of them came together. Their lips touched and both felt an incredible rush. Somehow this felt right. When they separated their foreheads touched.
"We are in so much trouble."
"I know."
"Do you care?"
"Not really. . . is that very bad?"
"Yes." He grinned. "But I like that about you."
They kissed again.