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Chapter 38 : Everything is alright. Or is it?

Carlito and I cut through the mile long line at the club and found a table pretty fast considering the crowd. While Carlito got us a round of drinks, I made my way on the dance floor. After about five minutes, I found myself dancing with this pretty hot guy. I just started to get into the song when I saw the guy being pushed back. I turned to see what happened and I saw Carlito. I rolled my eyes but let it go, he probably was just looking out for me. He started to walk away but I grabbed his hand and pulled him back. He looked at me confused and I shook my head. We started dancing and about twenty minutes later, we were pretty much bumping and grinding to some popular rap song. After about ten minutes of that, I could see that he needed a break so I suggested that we go take a break and he thankfully lead me back to the table.

"You have some moves on you." He said and took a big gulp of his beer. I smiled and shrugged modestly.

"Thanks. You aren't so bad yourself." I said, taking a sip of my own beer. We didn't say anything for a while, we just took in the atmosphere and the people. I spotted someone by the bar looking right at our table and didn't realize who it was until he started walking towards us. I turned to Carlito fast.

"What is he doing here?" I demanded knowing he had something to do with this.

"He needs to talk to you. Just give him a chance to explain." Carlito said before making his way back on the dance floor. I sighed, knowing something was going to have to be said sooner or later.

"Hey." Chris said as he took Carlito's earlier seat.

"Hi." I said keeping my eyes on the dance floor.

"Can you look at me? Please?" He asked desperately.

I turned my head to him slowly, waiting for him to continue.

"I never made that bet. Why don't you believe me?" He asked and looked down at my hands, not saying anything. "You forgave Carlito and believe that he didn't do it. Why not me?" I kept my eyes on my fidgeting hands.

"I'm scared." I said softly, not quite sure if he could hear me.

"Scared of what?" He asked, scooting his chair closer to mine. I stayed silent thinking it over. "Me?" I shook my no. "What then?"

"What I feel for you." I said finally looking at his eyes.

"What do you feel for me?" He asked reaching out for my hand.

"I don't know." I lied.

"Kendall, I'm trying to understand why you keep running away from me. Even though you knew I didn't make that bet, you wouldn't talk to me. What do you feel for me?" He asked squeezing my hands a little tighter.

"I really like you. Like I already told you, I think I might love you." I said hesitantly. He looked at me for a second before he moved his chair closer to mine, barely leaving any space between us.

"What else?" He asked softly enough for both of us to hear, looking deep in my eyes.

"You make me feel amazing. Those days when we were in the rain and the mud, I have never felt more alive and free since high school." I said looking him in the eye.

"What else?" He said putting one hand on my cheek and another brushing my hair out of my eyes.

"You are beautiful person. Every time you walk into a room, you take my breath away. You have a heart of gold that any person would be lucky to have. You care so much for others, that you would put yourself at risk to help them." I said still looking in his eyes. "That's what scares me the most. I'm scared you are too good to be true and are going to hurt me so bad that I cant function." I finished turning my head away. Chris didn't waste any time with putting his hand under my chin and turning my face back to face his own.

"Don't. Don't be scared of me. I will never hurt you intentionally. Just give me a shot here. Let me show you how much I care." He said and I immediately started shaking my head.

"No." I said standing up and walking backwards. "I cant. I cant let myself trust you." I said not letting the tears slip.

"Kendall." He yelled after me. I started walking fast out the club. Once outside I could here him running after me and yelling after me.

"Just leave me alone Chris." I said loud enough for him to head. I heard him stop running and assumed he gave up.

"But I love you Kendall." I yelled after me which instantly had me stopping in my tracks. I looked straight ahead of me taking everything in. Had Chris really just said those three magical words? I took a few deep breaths before turning around and came face to chest with Chris. I tilted my head up slowly to look deep in his eyes. We just stared into each other eyes for what felt like hours but was probably only a couple of minutes.

The stare down ended when Chris pulled me tight against him and sealed my lips with his own in one of the deepest, most passionate kisses I have ever participated in.


A/N: Thanks for the reviews. Very much appreciated. Sorry this chapter isnt very long, i didnt really like the way it came together. tell me what you think and check out my new story called The Visit.