Disclaimer: I don't own charmed, or any of its characters.
Author's note: First of all, I want to make an apology to any Paige fans. I've had a few emails asking if I'm going to include her in this story. Sorry, but I've decided not to.
I also want to thank all of the people who reviewed the last chapter, and tell you peeps that you better appreciate this bloody chapter! It was so hard to write! You wouldn't believe how many versions there are. Leo got stuck in a tree/spilt cola down himself/glued his hand to his shirt for this chapter! ... It's probably best not to ask... Anyway. I hope you like it, please review and tell me what you think. Sorry if it seems a bit rushed; I couldn't make it sound anything else...
CHAPTER SIX
The kiss.
"Hey, its me. You can't talk? … Jeremy… No it kinda can't wait. I just-I needed someone to talk to… No, I don't want you to call me back later, I- Jeremy don't hang up. Jere-"
He hung up.
Piper was upset. There was no use in trying to hide it. Or belittle it… Okay, she wasn't just upset. She was terrified. Not that it mattered. It wasn't as if she had anyone to hide it from. Her sisters were out. Grams was shopping. And her stupid boyfriend didn't have the time of day for her.
-No.- she thought sarcastically.
-That's an exaggeration: He graced me with his presence this morning. He actually drove me to school. And what a privilege that was!-
She wiped uninvited tears from her fear-widened eyes.
-It must have been so fucking hard for him! He had to talk to me for a whole five minutes, before pissing off to college.-
Piper lowered herself onto the cold stone steps leading up to the manor.
The sun had failed to warm them. Soothe them. It was having the same effect on her…
She really needed Jeremy right now, and where was he? Making some pointless sculpture out of old tin cans that he would only decide to discard and start again next week.
It was fine. She'd just sit there. By herself. And go quietly, slowly mad…
-Or possibly with an audience.- She realized, pasting on a fake smile.
"Hey, Leo." She greeted, as he walked past.
"Hi."
"How was your first day?"
He walked over. Found a front row seat…
"It was okay." He decided, with an unsure smile.
He looked great, Piper was beginning to realize that he never looked anything else, in a pastel blue sweater and jeans.
She was suddenly very aware that she'd been crying. Her mascara generally didn't cooperate with such practises…
"Very boring, but okay." Leo added.
She smiled, and tried to care.
"Good."
"What about you?"
-Well, I magically froze a class of thirty teenagers, skipped my last lesson, and think I'm evil. Not to mention completely nuts…-
"Weird." She choked finally.
"Definitely weird."
Leo grinned.
"What you ate the tuna mayonnaise sandwiches for lunch too?" he asked, placing a reminiscent hand on his stomach.
Piper laughed. Something she hadn't anticipated doing any time soon.
"Not exactly."
Her smile faded.
"Are you okay?"
His green eyes connected with hers. They were flooding with concern. Piper swallowed, realizing that she was drowning in them…
"Fine-I I'm fine…" she insisted.
" 'You sure?"
He looked so caring. Understanding. Trusting…
"Piper?"
She couldn't tell him. She knew that. But she couldn't figure out why she wanted to so much. She hardly even knew Leo.
"So, tuna mayonnaise sandwiches are a little off today, uh?"
Leo shook his head.
"Don't change the subject." He said firmly.
Suddenly annoyed, Piper dragged her gaze over to him. She hated people trying to control her.
"Don't tell me what to do."
She wasn't exactly sure of what happened in the next five seconds. Her brain had the undesirable tendency to minimize things that she might actually want to remember…
She knew that he kissed her. She knew that she kissed him back. Why? She had no idea. But she knew that she hadn't thought about it. Because if she had, then she would have somehow managed to dissuade herself from doing it.
But she hadn't. She had let him kiss her. And as he gently brushed her loose hair out of her face, let his hands rest on her hips, made her heart pound, one thought hit her: Her day had just got a hell of a lot weirder…
Hidden behind one of the many leafy bushes that lined Prescott Street, Jeremy watched in complete shock.
He couldn't believe what he saw. Piper, sweet innocent Piper, was locked in a passionate kiss with Leo.
The bitch! She was cheating on him. Betraying him.
Jeremy frowned.
-Maybe I'm deluded, but isn't this the wrong way around?-
He was a warlock, for god' sake! He was evil! What was her excuse?
His handsome face twisted into a vengeful sneer.
What did he care?
At least he had more of a reason to kill the conniving little slut…
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