A/N: Okay guys, I'm very sleepy so maybe I'll make this short, maybe not; so, if you read silly and nonsense things, you already know which the reason is. Well, the next chapter is gonna be the last one... of this first part. Yes, some of you told me that you wanted to keep reading the college and professional life part, so I'll keep posting more chapters. Then, what else? Oh yeah! I won't be able to post a new chapter before Valentine's Day, so I wanted to wish you a pretty good one; my imaginary date is gonna be Darren; what's gonna be yours? Well, then, as always, I want to thank you all for the reviews. Well, now you know who W is! Now you finally know what really happened. Now you'll know what's going to happen between Darren and Freckles. And yeah, Darren still doesn't know how things are, so what's going to happen? Find it out with this chapter! I should really stop now. I'll answer your reviews now.
alicegursk: You love me again? Yes? Blanket? I've been sleeping on the couch all of this days and I'm cold! Did you really suspect about Karen? I tried to be cautious about it; sometimes I thought I was too obvious, sometimes not. Whatever, I'm sleepy and I know I have to sleep on the couch again and that makes me sad. I'm sorry I made you cry again, you won't cry with this chapter... or yes.
zahra auob: Zahra! I know, now that you mentioned that, you're right; it's sad that she had to go through that alone, but she had Mandy and Brian at least. I have an interesting story to develop about Brian; yes, I always planned him to be a good but complicated guy. And Karen, yes, I never imagined her as nice person either, but I needed to make her look as if she was a good friend at parts and also make her look like a bad person but not make it obvious so you won't suspect of her so easily. I think I'm confusing you instead explaining clearly what I thought.
MeMi83: Yes! Karen is the real W. Yes, I planned it since the beginning and it was hard to try to make her see like a good person and like a bad person sometimes, I didn't want you to suspect of her since the beginning! All this time, all I always tried was to make you think about other options except her: Brian, Jim, Susan, Mandy, Freckles and other random people; just to try to make it a bit more interesting! Thank you a lot for what you said. And well, I decided I'll keep posting more chapters that take place at college and professional life!
vicky: Okay, I'll keep posting chapters that take place at college and professional life, then! Yes, Karen is a cruel person as you said and her plan worked as the way she wanted. Maybe the truth will be out and Darren will find out how things are, eventually. And well, Freckles' mom promised her she could go to San Diego if the talk with Darren didn't work out; and it didn't work out, right? So yes, she's going to San Diego; let's see what happens after that!
Kaylacriss332: Now I'll write a chapter in your honor, in which Joe will be Voldy, Darren will be Potter and Freckles will be the horcrux, and that is when AVPM started as an idea. I'll do it. Don't be sorry for that, I loved the way you said it all and you seemed to be very excited!
Mockingjay-Potterhead-9: You went skiing! I always wanted to do that, but in my city it doesn't snow, so sad! Anyway, I think I'd suck, as I suck at everything related to sports, haha. I hope you had a totally awesome time, though! And okay, I'll keep posting more chapters that take place at college and professional life! I wish I'm taking the right option!
caarolineboeira1: Yes I was back and I'm back again! Yes, of course Freckles isn't W, I just wanted to scare you a little, but no way I could really make her a total bitch! haha... But Karen is! And aww, thank you a lot for what you said! I know the last chapters didn't have so much sense and everything was a mess, but I wanted to keep the suspense and confusion for a bit. At first I didn't write it in the way you read it; I asked to myself: What if I keep the explanation of why Freckles did what she did for later? And so I re-wrote the last 3 chapters. So this is what I could do! Okay, I won't end the story in high school because I don't want to die because you had to tear my heart off! The life after death, I've never thought about it before, it could be something interesting and maybe creepy, they as ghosts. And damn hell, I need that Men of McKinley calendar! It was so hot! But I guess I'll only keep December and January, maybe you know why! And the last one... He sleeping and sick... so cute, huh?
Guest: Yes, I know, when I wrote it (Darren throwing the letter to her face) I thought it was really cruel and something that people sometimes do when they're acting by instinct and not thinking about our actions. And it was indeed because he's feeling sad and confused about what happened; because for him, she's still W and she betrayed him; even if he loves her. And of course, I don't think Darren is like that in real life, I guess I'm just creating a new fictional Darren! You never thought about Karen? Well, I tried to not make it obvious! I wanted to surprise you, somehow! She's sick, yeah, and she could also have other problems behind all of this. And yes, Freckles has suffered a lot already and is sad for me too; and maybe Darren will know the truth, then you'll have to wait to see what happens right after that!
Vcriss: haha I guess I always tend to overthink things and think about all the possibilities always! Not your fault, it was my stupid mind! haha. I should really think about another plotline, right now I don't have so many ideas; but maybe someday I'll think about something random and I'm gonna write another story!
SamCollins: I'll keep calling like this even if I know your name; and I'll keep calling you Sherlock despite everything. So get used at it! And you know I'll recognize you, I'll even scream your name, remember? Red Vines! Butter Beer! Hogwarts! Let's meet the Sorty and the Scarfy and let's get a Zac Efron poster! Is there any other better way to celebrate it? And I totally get the frustration of the 140 characters of 'twittah', such a pain in the ass! I can't believe I defeated you, Sherlock! Does it mean I'm a good Moriarty? Yay! Yeah, I think she must be sick, and also other things... Yes, maybe other things. I also think it's stupid that you can bully a person because of those reasons, but each person is a different world! (silly mode, sleepy mode.) Yes, I think I'd have slapped Darren or whoever who treated me that way! But Freckles, sigh, she is a special person, I think. Aww, and I loved speaking with you as well! As you can notice, sometimes I'm on Twitter, sometimes I'm not, and sometimes I don't check my mentions as it happens most of the time only because something popped in my mind and wanted to tweet that random thing. But I'll try to be online more often so we can talk more and know what else we have in common! And you won't make me sing! Geez, you'll freak out if you hear me singing. But I loved the idea of singing AVMP anyway! Have I really made you fall for Brian? OMG! I can't believe I did that! Is this a kind of victory? I'm not sure if I posted a picture of someone who could look like Brian, and if I did, I can't remember either! And mmm, Joe Walker, sexy as hell! And he has feelings for Freckles? I don't know; well, I do know but won't say anything because I'm a cruel biaaaatch! haha.
Ginny Zoey: Were you scared to read this new chapter? I'm glad you decided to read it! Now you know how things are and now you know that Karen is W and not Freckles! Yes, I know this is depressing because the relationship between Darren and Freckles is kinda screwed... But new things will happen! And maybe, sooner or later, the truth will be out and he's gonna find out everything! Aww I loved your idea of what would happen once Freckles is in San Diego! Maybe something like that will happen in the future, but I won't tell you because I don't wanna screw it. And Brian! Maybe he's in love with Freckles, or maybe he only appreciate her; but he's a good guy for sure. Ah! The love triangle! I always wanted to write something about that because it's kinda interesting! But... I don't know! Can't say too much! haha. And don't worry about long comments, I love them!
SkittlesPanda: Yeah! I want to yell it to Darren too: Read the damn letter, Darren! Aww, I'm sorry I'm breaking your heart too much, but trust me, I do believe in happy endings! ;) So don't worry too much; I'm a hopeless romantic and dramatic girl at heart. And I hope I can still making you feel real feelings while reading this story; that would be like a huge accomplishment to me!
Nicole: Hi Nicole! First of all, welcome! I'm so glad that you started reading this story; it makes me really happy and more knowing that you're enjoying it! Thank you very much! I hope you can keep reading this, it'd be very nice! So, here you have a new update and you'll keep having them every Saturday/Friday (depending where you live).
So that is it all, guys! I won't say anything else because my mind is like dying and can't think about anything! So, I'll let your read this new chapter and I'll go to sleep! Oh, my cozy bed is waiting for me; like, where are you, bed? Oh, there you are; I've been looking for you forever. Okay, enough with my insanity. I hope you can enjoy this chapter! I wish you all a totally awesome week! Warm fuzzies and until next Saturday!
Teenage Dream – Part 29 – Hold on.
You were in your house, packing all your stuff to leave San Francisco, as your mother has promised you. You knew you were making the right decision, because you wanted to be away from this place, away from all the people who hurt you, away from all the people you loved and you lost, away from all the bad; at least for a while. Your sister was against this decision, but eventually she understood you and she supported you. Now you were packing your last things while Brian was there, reading the letter you wrote for Darren, in silence. Brian was one of the people who helped you the most to go through this situation and it was crazy, but he was like a friend for you now. You already explained him that you were leaving San Francisco and also you explained him all that happened with Darren and how he refused to read that letter in which you explained how things really were, all that W forced you to do. Of course you didn't wrote that Karen was W, because you wanted to tell that to Darren in person, but it never happened. The letter was pointless now, so you didn't mind to show it to Brian. When you finally finished, you looked at Brian, who was sitting in your bed. You noticed that he already finished reading the letter and he was looking sadly how you were packing your stuff.
"Please, don't leave for this." Brian said anguished.
"Sorry, Brian. I already made the decision and this is the best for me. You always told me to do things for myself, so that is what I'm doing now." You answered while placing your baggage on the floor next to the door of your bedroom.
"Yes, but not this." Brian said sighing and looking down. "You love San Francisco; you shouldn't go only because things are going wrong. And less you should go only because Darren is reluctant to talk."
"It's not only that. Brian, Darren... Darren was like the world to me, he changed me and when I lost him... I felt as if I lost everything. And now, seeing him ignoring me and hating on me, it just hurts. And it hurts to see him all the time with Karen, the person who betrayed him. I feel so impotent because he wouldn't listen to me; I tried but it didn't work. And I'm weak and I'm suffering. I just need time to be alone and away from all of this, to get better, to really get better. So that is it all." You answered sounding surer than ever.
"You should hold on here a little more. Maybe Darren will soon want to talk to you and if you aren't here by that time, you're gonna lose that chance." Brian said trying to convince you, but it wouldn't work.
"If he ever really wants to talk to me, he'll wait; I know he will. But that's not gonna happen any soon, so in the meantime I'll be in San Diego, trying to start again, trying to remember which my dreams were before Karen screwed them all." You answered quiet, with a faint and bitter smile.
"But... What if Darren suddenly wants to talk to you for example... tomorrow night? You won't be here by then." Brian said convincingly, but again, it wouldn't work.
"Well, if he wants to talk to me tomorrow night, better if his anxiety wins him, so he would talk to me in the morning." You laughed trying to make a joke to break with the tense situation.
"Is there something that can make change your mind?" Brian asked distressed, looking at you and you smiled slightly, walking to him and sitting next to him.
"Sorry, Brian. But no." You answered, placing your hand on his shoulder. He looked at you anguished and then he placed his hand above yours.
"Can I at least go to San Diego and visit you, then? It's not that you'll go only for a few days, you're going there for like five months." Brian said in a whisper and you giggled.
"Of course you can." You said looking at him friendly. How come this guy became your friend? It was weird but definitely good.
"Good." He said smiling friendly. "But... For example... If Darren decides to talk to you tomorrow morning and you talk to him and you clear up everything... Would you stay in here?" He asked curiously and you chuckled, shaking your head amused. He was impossible.
"Maybe, yes. But it's not gonna happen... So..." You answered shrugging. "You'll have to come to San Diego."
"I definitely will." He answered with a slight smile, now looking away. "But you know? I guess you'll have to wait till tomorrow... Maybe his anxiety would win him as you said and you'd stay in San Francisco."
"Yes, yes, sure." You answered laughing. "So, would you want to watch the last movie with me in San Francisco?"
"Yeah, I want." He said chuckling and then he smiled friendly at you. "Can I keep this letter?" He suddenly asked and you looked at him surprised.
"Yeah... But why would you want to keep it?" You asked curious, looking at him frowning.
"Just to have something of you. I always admired your handwriting." He said smiling amused and you laughed.
"Oh my god, you're weird!" You replied shaking your head and still laughing. "Yes, you can keep it, I don't mind."
So you went to watch your last movie together. At one point of the afternoon, he had to leave and you greeted him for the last time in San Francisco. He said all the usual words that people were used to say whenever someone was leaving but his words were honest: Take care, have a good time there, call me as soon as you arrive there, I'm gonna text you to see how you're doing, take a lot of pictures and sent me them, I'll visit you there, do not forget about your friend over here; and most importantly:
"I heart you; I'll miss you." He said with a tight hug.
Yes, you were going to miss him too because lately you used to spend a lot of time with him. He was your friend now.
"I don't know, Jen. Maybe I'm gonna go alone to the prom." I said talking with Jen on the phone.
"How are you going to go alone? No!" She exclaimed in disbelief.
"What's the big deal? I'm not gonna be the first one to go alone in the history of proms." I answered defensively. "And you? With whom are you going?"
"Danny Green invited me." She answered quiet.
"Danny Green? Really? Oh my god, Jen. That guy is gonna be all the time talking about himself and his abs. Why have you accepted?" I asked in disbelief.
"I didn't accept, Darren." Jen answered. Was she nervous?
"Oh good. So, why don't we go together then? We both still don't have a partner, so we can go together." I said while eating a cookie, lying in my bed.
"Actually... I do have a partner to go with." Jen answered slowly and I started suspecting. Why wasn't she telling me with who she was going? And damn, Jen was the only one with who I could go after Freckles was gone.
"Who?" I asked curious.
"Well... I..." She babbled.
"Who, Jen? Just say it." I insisted eager.
"Chuck." She answered in a whisper.
"Chuck? My brother?" I asked kind of astonished. Like... What the hell man?
"Yes, Darren, your brother." Jen answered sighing.
"What the hell, Jen? Why him? I mean... It's my brother! Why would you go with him? He isn't even at school." I said still very puzzled.
"Well, yes... But Chuck and I..."
"Chuck and you what?" I asked almost aggressive even if that wasn't my intention. What the hell was she going to say?
"Nothing, Darren, leave it there. It's impossible to talk to you when you're like this." Jen huffed in annoyance.
"When I'm like what?" I asked also a bit upset.
"Like that! Aggressive and moody, all the time on the defensive." Jen said still annoyed.
"I'm not aggressive!" I exclaimed really moody and Jen said nothing. I realized that I was actually being aggressive, so I sighed and I softened my voice. "I'm sorry, Jen, I didn't mean it. It just took me by surprise; I wasn't expecting to hear that you were going to go with my brother."
"Actually, you should have expected to hear something like that." Jen answered curtly.
"What do you mean?" I asked confused.
"Darren, I like Chuck and he likes me, okay? And it's been for a while. You should have noticed it, but you were so closed in yourself, locked in your bedroom, refusing to talk to someone, thinking about what was happening to you that you didn't notice anything." Jen answered kind of upset and kind of sad and I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "I understand that you were sad because of Freckles, but I was also sad because she was my friend. So Chuck has been very supportive with me, the only one, and well, it just happened."
"Are you telling me that you are dating my brother?" I asked stunned.
"Kind of." She answered curtly.
After I heard those words, I stayed silent for a long time. Jen and my brother? What the fuck, man? They were like family. How couldn't have I noticed it? It was happening right in front of me and I didn't notice it ever. Suddenly I felt really bad; Jen was right, I was closed to myself, thinking only about myself that I let pass all that was happening around. Shit, I was a terrible person. Jen needed me but I was so busy thinking about myself so she found comfort in my brother. Then I realized something else: everybody was moving on except me. Jen found someone to love, my brother was with Jen, Karen also had a relationship with a random guy in school; and I was alone, still suffering for someone who I loved but wasn't here anymore. I was really alone and I felt bad. No, I should feel happy for Jen and Chuck because she was my best friend and he was my brother, I loved them both; I needed to stop thinking only about myself. But I couldn't help it, I was feeling really sad.
"Whoa, that is weird." I exclaimed still stunned and Jen didn't say anything at all. "But I'm happy for you two. I wouldn't want to see you with anybody else, just as I wouldn't want to see Chuck with someone different than you. You guys are the people I love the most so, yeah, I'm glad you're together." I said very softly and then I gulped. Damn, I didn't know what to say.
"Thanks, Darren." Jen whispered kind of gloomy.
"I hope you both can accept my invitation." I said trying to sound cheerful.
"What invitation?" Jen asked still in a gloomy way.
"A dinner together. We have to celebrate that you're officially part of the family now, right?" I said again trying to sound cheerful and finally I heard Jen giggling softly. That made me feel a bit better; I needed to make up for my mistakes.
"All right, but I choose the place." She answered more joyful now.
"Deal." I said with a slight smile, even though she couldn't see me.
We talked for a little more and then we hung up. I lay down in bed, with my arms behind my head, staring the ceiling, thoughtful. This was super odd, Jen and my bro, I just couldn't believe it yet; it was going to be weird to see them together in person, I only hoped I wouldn't feel uncomfortable. But yeah, I was kind of happy that they were together, I loved them both. But I couldn't be completely happy because I didn't believe in love anymore; I thought that love actually didn't exist, that it was a stupid feeling. Inevitably, Freckles popped in my mind again and it hasn't happened in a while. Damn, it wasn't nice to be alone when everybody around me was happy with someone to love and be loved. And to think that once I have felt that feeling; it seemed very distant. But I wasn't going to cry, I shouldn't cry; I was a guy and guys don't cry. Shit, I couldn't avoid it: a tear fell down my face but I wiped it away quickly. My phone buzzed and I thought it was Jen, but not. The unknown number again. Oh great, so opportune; I thought ironically.
From unknown number: You wanted to know who I am, Criss; well, now you'll know who I am, it's time. Meet me in an hour in Marin Headlands, you know where.
To unknown number: What the hell makes you think that I'm going to go there? Screw you, I don't want to know who you are, I want you to stop bugging me.
From unknown number: Because I have something for you.
To unknown number: Not interested.
From unknown number: You should be interested, Criss, because it involves you and your friends. If I give you this I have, lot of things will change. You know, then, Marin Headlands in an hour; I'll be there.
To unknown number: Whatever.
I wasn't going to go, it was pointless and ridiculous. But I was intrigued, why would that person say that it involves me and my friends? And who was that person anyway? How did that person have my number? I was sure it was Amanda, but I needed to be sure. And I had nothing to lose; after all, I was alone with nothing to do while everybody was busy. Yeah, after an hour, I found myself standing under the particular tree where Freckles and I used to be a time ago; waiting for that person to arrive. Then I heard some steps and I shivered. I started looking around to see who it was, but I didn't see anyone. It was very dark. Then I saw the person waking to me: Brian.
"What the hell are you doing here?" I yelled angrily but also scared.
"Calm down, Criss." He answered now walking to me slowly and gingerly.
"Do not move! Stay right there!" I yelled again, looking at him suspiciously. But he kept walking and I pulled out my phone. "Stay right there or I'm gonna call the police!" I yelled threateningly and he finally stopped walking.
"I'm not gonna hurt you, Criss. I'm just trying to help." He said gingerly, looking fixedly at me.
"Help my ass!" I yelled very furious. That fucking asshole, what was he doing? "Get out of here!"
"Criss, I just came here to give you something. I'm just gonna give you that and I'm gonna leave. I won't do anything else." He said frowning, standing there and not moving.
"I don't want anything from you, you jackass!" I yelled again.
"Stop that shit, Criss; you're acting like a kid." He said now annoyed and I looked at him in disbelief. "You don't like me, yeah, and I don't even like you; but I'm doing this for someone else. So just take a minute to be mature this time."
"Mature? Are you fucking kidding me? As far as I remember I'm not the asshole who bullied someone; you were. So tell me now who needs to be mature, jerk." I said very fiercely.
"Yeah, I admit that I acted like an asshole; but things aren't as you think they are and I won't start arguing about this now. I just came to give you something; something harmless, Criss." He said annoyed but amazingly controlled and not aggressive. But then he started walking to me again.
"Do not move, I said!" I yelled harshly and he stopped again.
"Fine, fine!" He exclaimed raising his arms and looking at me incredulous. Then he looked for something in his pack and then he pulled out something I couldn't see.
"Throw it there right now!" I yelled scared because I had no idea what he had in his hands now. What if it was something like a gun or something? He looked at me frowning and still annoyed and then he showed me what he had in his hands.
"See? It's something harmless, Criss. You should learn how to calm your tits." He said raising an eyebrow and I felt like a fool. "I'm gonna leave this right here, I hope you can take it." Brian said placing that package on the grass while I was looking at him still suspicious. "There are two letters and a video. First read the long letter, and then watch the video. And after you do it, read the short letter that I wrote. With these things you'll know it all, you'll find out that you've believed a lie all this time, Criss."
"I don't want that stuff." I said suspiciously, looking at him and looking at the package.
"Whatever, Criss. You're free to do the shit you want. But I'm gonna leave it there." Brian said shaking his head. "That's all; so bye, Criss."
Brian turned around and left, just as he said he was going to do. I stood there silently until I was sure he was gone; so then I looked at the package on the grass. I wasn't sure if I should take it because I didn't want to know anything else about W and Freckles or Brian; but I was really intrigued to know what those things were. So I just took the package and I came back to my house, all the time corroborating if someone was following me or not. I arrived home safe and sound and I went directly to my bedroom. Then it began the dilemma of whether I should see what was inside the package or not. It was already 5am and I couldn't sleep, I was still thinking if I should see it. I didn't want to start thinking about Freckles and all she did with her friends again; so it took me another hour to finally open the package. There were indeed a long letter, a video and a short letter; nothing more, nothing less. As Brian said, I took the long letter and I opened it. It was from Freckles; I recognized it because that was her handwriting and the paper was crumpled. My body started trembling when I noticed it, I was scared to read what I was about to read; but I took a deep breath and I started reading the letter I should have read a long time ago. When I finished reading it, I was stunned and perplexed. This letter explained a lot of things; this letter explained that Freckles wasn't W and that W forced her to do all she did that day. However, she didn't mention who W was, so I couldn't believe what she wrote in that letter. Anyway, I felt confused and I started doubting; so I went downstairs in silence to watch the video that Brian gave me. Fortunately it was 8am on a Saturday and everybody was sleeping because they were used to get up at 10am. I was feeling very eager and scared; man, what if Brian was telling me the truth? What if this was going to change everything? However, I pressed the play button. It took me few seconds to recognize where the video was filmed: it was in one of the classrooms of our school. I saw Jim and Brian talking about random things; then I heard how someone knocked the door and Brian walked to the door. After a while, Jim also went there and minutes later, Jim was tying Freckles on a chair. He started to curse and threaten her. Then Jim said he was going to look for someone and Brian was now alone with Freckles. Brian, surprisingly, untied her and he told her to run away. This was very weird and I was very concentrated watching the video. Brian was helping Freckles and Freckles was scared. Then someone opened the door and it was Jim. Brian lied and then Jim tied Freckles on the chair again. Then someone opened the door again. Karen? What the actual fuck? What was she doing there? She was saying she was W all this time, she was telling Freckles why she was W and why she has done all the things she did, she slapped Freckles a few times and Brian tried to stop her while Jim seemed to be enjoying this. Then Karen threaten Freckles, she forced her to do all the things that Freckles has done that day, otherwise she was going to hurt us; Karen showed Freckles a video of me, Jen, Mandy, my family, her family and Jen's family. Karen forced Freckles to do it all and Freckles did it for us, to protect us. The video finished when Freckles accepted to do it. Oh fuck, fuck, fuck. This wasn't possible. Oh damn shit, I was a hideous person with Freckles all this time and she only tried all this time to talk to me about this. And Karen, Karen betrayed me and I was with her all this last time while she was laughing at me. And Freckles was expelled from school for no reasons, and she took it only for us. And Brian helped her, like what the hell? Freckles was right when she told me that maybe Brian wasn't a bad person and I didn't believe her. And I believed that Freckles was actually W. How on the earth could have I done something like that? I knew Freckles way too much and I thought she was W? I should have suspected about it, but not. My whole body was trembling and I was in shock, feeling like the worst person in the whole planet. Everything had sense now, the way she was trying desperately to talk to me, the way she was looking at me in a sad way, the way she cried; I thought she was pretending it and it wasn't like that. I lost the person I loved because I was a total jerk. Oh no, how could have I treated her so nastily? Man, this was terrible; I was terrible. I didn't realize that it was 11am now, so my mom and dad finally came downstairs and I tried to calm and wipe away my tears; I didn't want to explain anything.
"Darren, why are you up so early?" My dad asked curious.
"Nothing, dad." I said quickly and I ran upstairs to go to my bedroom as fast as I could.
I took the letter that Brian wrote to me and I read it quickly.
"You see, Criss, nothing is at it seems and now you know it. Sorry it took me time to give it all to you, I was trying to find the video because I knew you wouldn't believe anything without it. I hope that when you read this it's not too late. She's leaving San Francisco to live in San Diego for months because she said she couldn't be here anymore, because she's feeling really bad. She's leaving on Saturday at 12am. If you want her back, please try to go to her house before 12am so you can stop her; I know that if you talk to her, she's gonna stay; she told me that, even though she thought it was impossible. Everything is up to you, Criss. I hope you can see all the things she has done for you, she's a good girl and I never saw someone who could love you as much as she does. I hope you don't let her go. And sorry, for all the things I've done too."
Oh damn shit, it was 11:30 am. She was going to leave in 30 minutes and I had to talk to her; I didn't want to lose her, I didn't want to let her go; I couldn't let her go because I loved her and I wouldn't stand being without her for months. I wanted to apologize, I wanted her to forgive me, I wanted to be with her again. Without thinking and without changing my clothes, I ran downstairs to go for my bike and go to her house. My mom and dad tried to stop me when they saw me so hurried and nervous, but I didn't stop. I grabbed my bike and I started riding to Freckles' house as fast as I could. Damn, her house was away from mine and I was dying, I was very tired; but I needed to get there. I didn't stop in any moment, even if my legs were hurting and I could barely breathe. I finally arrived there and I threw my bike to run to her front door, all sweaty and tired. I knocked desperately the door, not even stopping to check what time it was. I heard some steps and I felt relieved, it meant that Freckles was still there. My heart was beating fast and I was desperate. Someone opened the door, but it wasn't Freckles; it was her mom.
"Darren?" Natalie asked frowning and confused.
"Ms. Natalie." I said panting and desperately, while I was still sweating. "Please, I need to see Freckles; please." I begged.
"I'm so sorry." Her mom said kind of distressed, looking at me very intently.
"Please, Ms. Natalie, let me come in, let me talk to her. I know I've hurt your daughter but I'm really sorry for that and I really need to talk to her." I begged desperately, still panting.
"No, I'm sorry because she's not here anymore. She left San Francisco." Her mother answered anguished. When I heard those words it was as if someone stabbed me. I looked down feeling really bad.
"Is she already gone?" I asked with teary voice as tears started to stream down my face without being able to control it. "I didn't make it in time. She's gone." I said feeling worse than ever. Now she was gone and I couldn't apologize, I wasn't going to see her again. "Oh no, no, no." I exclaimed really stricken.
"Get in the car, Darren." Natalie suddenly said and I looked at her astonished. "Maybe she's still in the airport and we can reach her before she leaves."
"Thank you! Thank you!" I exclaimed very excited and relieved and I had no better idea than hugging Natalie.
This was the first time I hugged her and she seemed to be very tense and surprised, so I broke the hug quickly and I looked at her radiant. She looked at me with a warm smile and then we walked into her car. She drove really fast but always respecting the traffic signals. I was very nervous and eager, I wished she could drive a bit faster. In ten minutes we were already in the airport and I got out of the car really quickly, as Freckles' mom told me to go without her because she wouldn't be able to run as fast as me. So there I was, lost in the airport, surrounded by a lot of people, trying to find where Freckles was. I was very desperate and exalted, my heart was beating fast and I was starting to feel scared; I didn't want to think that I didn't arrive here in time. Then I saw her in middle of the crowded place: Freckles was about to cross the boarding gate. My heart started beating even faster and my body started trembling; I needed to stop her but it was her turn to cross the boarding gate and there were a lot of people between us. Anyway, I ran as fast as I could, pushing some people to reach her. Oh no fuck, she was stepping to cross the boarding gate. I thought it was impossible, but I ran even faster and when she was about to finally cross it, I managed to place my hands on her waist from behind and pull her to me. Once I did it, I wrapped my arms firmly and strongly around her waist to prevent her from moving. Once I made sure she couldn't move, I felt extremely relieved and I let the tears fall down my face, unleashing all the nervousness I was feeling. Freckles couldn't turn around to see what had happened and she started cursing because she was losing her flight. When I turned her around, so she was going to be able to see me; she looked at me really stunned and surprised, not to say she seemed to be kind of terrified. I looked at her exasperated and intensely and then I hugged her as tight as never before. And when she hugged me back and buried her head on my shoulder, I felt very relaxed all of a sudden, I felt as if I was weak and I couldn't remain standing, I felt as if there was still hope that she will forgive me. Few people were staring us, but I didn't care; I was just so relieved to have made it in time, to have her back even if we weren't fine yet; I was happy that I haven't lost her, that she was still here. We didn't care if people were staring us, we both started crying and it was a weird kind of cry: it was a mix of desperation, relief, joy, repentance and confusion. We hugged for a long time without saying anything at all, until I broke the hug to place my hands on her cheeks and look intensely and straight into her eyes.
"I'm so sorry." I said with cracked and teary voice.
She didn't answer anything, but she looked at me with her bright and teary eyes; so we hugged again. I didn't want to let her go, I wanted to keep hugging her like forever; shit, I missed her so much. After a really long time, I was in the car of Natalie with Freckles, the three of us going to their house, because they invited me for dinner. The way to their house was silent but Freckles and I wouldn't stop looking at each other. There were a lot of things we had to talk about, there were a lot of things I wanted to say to her, there were a lot of things I wanted to apologize; but now I had time, because Freckles was staying in San Francisco. When we arrived to their house, Mandy was there in the house wearing her pajamas, very tousled and with red and swollen eyes; whoa, I've never seen her like that. When she realized we were there she looked at us agape and in shock. She looked first at her mother, then she looked at me and then at Freckles.
"Sister?" She exclaimed with teary voice but joyfully. Then Mandy ran to hug Freckles, that was a nice moment; but I was still feeling like an intruder, very uncomfortable. "You didn't go away, thanks god!"
They and Natalie started talking about how happy they were because Freckles decided to stay; they seemed to be a unite family now, very different from before; and I was happy for that. And I was still there not knowing what to do, this should be a family encounter, a private moment; and I was there like bugging. Natalie went upstairs with Freckles, so she would help her to unpack her stuff, as Mandy went to the kitchen to make dinner for everybody, now feeling happy. I didn't know where to go or what to do; I wanted to be with Freckles and talk to her, but surely she wanted to be alone with her mother for a while and I didn't want to bother them. So I decided to follow Mandy. When I entered the kitchen, Mandy was already cooking something but she stopped doing what she was doing to look at me. I also had to apologize to her.
"Mandy..."
"Thank you, Darren." She said honestly with a slight smile. "I don't know why you're here and why my sister was with you; but I guess it's for something you've done. So thanks." She said and I looked at her astonished but still feeling guilty for all the bad things I've done.
"No, you shouldn't thank me... I... Mandy, I'm so sorry." I said apologetically, looking at her while she frowned.
"Why? I mean... Do you regret for stopping my sister moving to San Diego?" She asked confused.
"Not at all. I'm glad I made it in time to stop her." I answered honestly. "I'm sorry because I didn't hear you when you tried to tell me what actually happened that day when Freckles and I grew apart. Now I know it all thanks to Brian, and I'm so sorry for all the bad I did." I said very regretful and Mandy looked down in silence.
"Let bygones be bygones, Darren. The important is that you are here now, my sister is here; that you already know how things were. I understand why you didn't want to listen to me that time; you were still thinking that my sister was W." Mandy said softly, now looking at me. "But if what you want is to be forgiven, then you're forgiven, honestly." Mandy said with a friendly smile.
"Thank you a lot, Mandy." I said smiling back at her.
"You're welcome." She said placing her hand on my shoulder. "So, have you talked to my sister already?"
"No yet." I said now looking down and feeling nervous and distressed again. What if she wouldn't forgive me? I hurt her so much, like a jerk.
"I see. Everything will work out, so change your face, Darren." Mandy said encouragingly.
"I'm not sure about it. I promised her that I'd never do something to hurt her and I broke my promise. I treated her in a hideous way and I feel terrible for that." I said still looking down and feeling anguished. "I'm scared that she won't forgive me."
"What shit is that?" Mandy asked in disbelief and frowning and I looked up to look at her.
"I just don't wanna lose her, Mandy." I admitted looking at her, feeling stricken.
"Do you really regret for what you did?" She asked looking at me intently.
"Of course yes." I replied frankly and distressed.
"Well, she also regrets because she made you feel bad when Karen forced her to say all of those things." Mandy said shrugging and I looked at her curious. What was her point? "Do you really love my sister?" She asked and I looked at her as if the answer was really obvious so the question was absurd.
"Hell yes, she's the person I love the most, I never stopped loving her even if I tried to." I answered sincerely.
"There you have your answer, then. You two only need to talk and forgive each other and then everything will be as before, even better than before. So don't be scared because that is bullshit." Mandy said as if she was reproaching me.
"Yeah, I hope so." I said sighing and smiling faintly.
"Change your 'I hope so' for 'It'll be like that' and then we're gonna be fine." Mandy said encouragingly again and she patted my shoulder as I grinned; only nodding. "Come on, brother-in-law, help me with the dinner."
"All right, but if I burn something, do not blame me." I said jokingly and she laughed. I liked the way she called me brother-in-law; she never said it before and it sounded good.
I helped Mandy as much as I could but it wasn't so much anyway; yeah, I promised that I was going to learn how to cook but I never did it. When dinner was ready, Freckles and Natalie got down and we all sat in the dining room to have a very quiet and nice moment. Neither I nor Freckles spoke so much. The only thing I did during all the dinner long was to look at Freckles, who was sitting right in front of me; and she also was looking at me. It was a bit uncomfortable situation and I regretted not to have talked to her before the dinner. At one point of the dinner, Freckles with all of her adorable clumsiness, tried to drink water while still looking at me and she failed, spilling the water. I chuckled inside and I smiled at her shyly; when she smiled back at me amused, suddenly I felt much better; I loved her smile, man. No one else noticed this, so it was like a secret between the two of us. The dinner continued being quiet and then, Mandy, on purpose, asked her mom if she could help her to fix a problem she had in her bedroom; so they would leave me alone with Freckles. When they left, I started feeling nervous because I didn't know how to start this conversation not to screw it up. Freckles didn't say anything; she only stood up to clear the table. I quickly stood up and I walked behind her, to place a hand above hers to stop her from doing what she was doing. She shivered at the touch and looked at me; I only smiled kindly at her.
"Let me do it for you." I said softly, and I started to clear the dishes.
"No Darren, it's not necessary." Freckles said trying to stop me. That was the first thing she said to me since I looked for her in the airport.
"Please." I insisted softly and she sighed.
"All right, we can make it the two of us." She said and I smiled at her.
So the two of us started clearing the table and then we went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. Freckles tried to do it herself, but I insisted that I wanted to do it so; again, we washed the dishes together. It was a simple gesture but for me it was as if we were sharing new things together, only the two of us, as before. The most uncomfortable moment was when we finished washing the dishes; I knew that I needed to talk to her but I didn't know how to start. It was ironic that I had so many things to say and at the same time I didn't know what to say. We were just standing there in the kitchen, both of us very silent and awkward. We were like this for a long time. If only I could hold her and kiss her as before...
"I think we need to talk." Freckles said. She was the first to talk and it surprised me; she never was the first to talk.
"Yes, we need." I said awkwardly, feeling very edgy.
Then neither of us talked. We remained silent for a long time again; both of us looking down and feeling uncomfortable. Dammit, this was hard. But I needed to talk now if I wanted to get her back; or at least to be forgiven. I needed her to forgive me.
"I'm so sorry for all I've done, I promised you that I'd never hurt you and I broke the promise and I feel really bad because of it; I'm sorry that I didn't believe you when I had to; I'm sorry to have thought that you were W and a nasty person and I treated you in a hideous way and you really didn't deserve it. I feel so bad because all this time you were doing this for me and I was a real ass, making you feel bad all the time; I'm so sorry! And I feel terrible because you were expelled and I did nothing to stop it; damn, you were expelled and I knew how important school is for you. And I'm sorry because I couldn't be a good boyfriend for you, I'm a terrible boyfriend and I suck! But I love you so much and I have no idea how to make it up for all my mistakes and bad and I don't wanna lose you but I understand if you hate me for all I did. And I wish things could be different because, oh shit, I miss you and I love you so much." I said quickly, slurring my words and feeling desperate and edgy, and also distressed and awkward. Freckles was looking at me with eyes wide open and raising her eyebrows.
"Darren, slow down." She whispered still astonished. "I never understood how you can speak so fast and so obstreperously." She said and I chuckled nervously.
"I'm sorry. I guess... I just... I had so many things to say and I didn't know how to say it all and well, I'm just trying to say all of those things and I can't find the words and I seem a total jerk and I surely look so awkward but I don't care, I just want to apologize for being such an asshole and this is like gnawing my mind and I'm a mess and I'm upset with myself and I feel bad because I love you and..." I started slurring my words again, feeling edgy and desperate again.
It wasn't until Freckles placed her hand on my shoulder that I finally shut up. Her touch made me shiver and I felt so good that it made me calm down. Usually in this situation I'd have wrapped my arms around her to kiss her or to caress her; but now I couldn't do it and it felt rough.
"Slow down, Darren. We can talk about this quietly, there's no hurry and there's no need to feel nervous. It's me; I'm still being the same person as always; why would you feel nervous?" She asked very softly looking intensely into my eyes.
When she said that my heart started beating faster and I started shedding tears like a little boy. Yes, she was still the same person as always, she still had those enthralling eyes and that sweet voice, she still had that addictive smell and that cute smile; she was the same person with whom I fell in love, but the difference now was that I wasn't allowed to touch her, to caress her, to kiss her. What made my heart skip a beat was when she wiped my tears away with her thumb. In that time, I couldn't control myself any longer: I wrapped my arms around her and I buried my head on her shoulder, nuzzling her neck with my nose while weeping. Hell, how I missed her! How I wanted everything to be as before! How I wanted to go back in time to never hurt her the way I did! When she hugged me back and started running her fingers through my curls I cried even more.
"I'm really sorry, Freckles! I really am. I wish you could forgive me for all my bad; I wish I could get you back." I said with teary voice, still burying my head on her shoulder.
"You shouldn't be crying, Darren. I like when you smile." She said softly and I looked up to see her eyes, resting my chin on her shoulder; while she looked down to see my eyes. "I forgive you."
When she said those three words, the pressure and anguish that I was feeling on my chest disappeared. I tried my best not to cry because of what she said and I smiled at her, looking deeply into her eyes. Then I stood upright to look at her better, holding her hands.
"Thank you." I said with cracked voice, more honest than ever. "You have no idea how much it means to me." I said frankly and she looked down, nodding. For that she did, I knew that she forgave me but she had no intentions to be my girlfriend again. "I understand that you don't want to be with me again; but I hope that we can still be friends; because no matter what, you're still my best friend and even if we aren't together anymore, I want to be there for you."
"I never said that, why are you assuming it?" Freckles asked now looking at me frowning and that stunned me, my head right off.
"I don't know... I... You... For what I did, I thought that maybe you wouldn't want to be with a jerk like me." I said mumbling, looking away because I was feeling like a fool.
"You're not a jerk, Darren. Stop saying that and stop assuming things because it makes you think things that aren't and then you feel bad for those things." Freckles said softly and still looking at me frowning. Whoa, there was something different on her, as if she was now more self-confident or mature, I couldn't tell what it was, but it was surprising me.
"I... well..." I stammered because actually I didn't know what to say, she left me speechless. Then I looked at her intensely. "Are you trying to say that I have a chance to get you back and be my girlfriend again?" I asked full of hopes.
"No." She answered and when she said that I looked down, biting my lower lip and feeling sad again. I shouldn't have asked that. "Because first I need to talk to you." She said firmly and I looked at her again, curious but still feeling kinda sad. "You already told me that you're sorry; now it's my turn to say that I'm sorry." Freckles said apologetically and I looked at her confused.
"Sorry for what?" I asked.
"Because I haven't done anything to really try to fix things." She started saying firmly and I was about to say that it wasn't like that, but she kept talking. "When I was at the airport and I realized why I was there, I had a moment. I realized that I was a coward because I was running away from all the things that were hurting me instead facing them. I realized that if only I could have been more self-confident and less coward, I could have fixed all those problems; I could have done something else to face Karen instead doing what she told me to do that day. Yes, I did what Karen told me to do because otherwise she was going to hurt you and all the people I love and I couldn't be selfish. But I know I could have done something else, like standing up to face her and fight for you all without the need to have said that I was W. But I chose the easy way because I'm a coward." She said raising an eyebrow and thoughtful, as if she were feeling annoyed with herself. Over again, I tried to say that it wasn't like that but she kept talking. "And I also could have talked to you and have told you that I wasn't W, that I really loved you, that everything wasn't as it seemed to be. But I didn't try my best."
"No, Freckles. You tried, you tried several times to talk to me and tell me that. It was me the one who refused to talk and who treated you like crap. Do not blame yourself for this." I said distressed looking at her and she shook her head.
"No, Darren. I really didn't try it all. I don't know if you understand it; you were the love of my life and for that I should have done more to try to fix things between us, even if it was hard. But I let myself to feel as if it was impossible because I was too coward to deal with harder things, so it was easier to run away; even if it involved being away from you. I don't know if you get what I'm trying to say; I couldn't stand being without you but I did nothing to reverse that situation." Freckles said with cracked voice, now feeling disappointed of herself.
"That's bullshit." I said frowning; now placing my hands on her cheeks and looking intensely into her eyes. "You've always done everything for me. It's too bad that I realized it yesterday night because I should've realized it before, when we were still together. You're far from being coward, you're actually so brave. Not everybody would have done what you did that day for someone else. I never met a girl who could have done something that could hurt herself only for the love for others. No one does that but you; and that is what makes you so damn astounding."
"I'm not astounding, Darren." She said sadly looking down, frowning. "I'm constantly making mistakes and hurting people. And I hurt you, the most important person to me."
"I am too constantly making mistakes and hurting people; and I also hurt you, the most important person to me. Everybody hurts just for the simple fact of being human beings. Making mistakes doesn't make you less astounding if you consider all the good things you've done." I said softly, caressing her cheeks with my thumbs. "I love you so fucking much, with all your mistakes and all your good and I do think that I'd never meet someone as amazing as you are; and that is why is hard to me to let you go."
"Do you wanna let me go?" She asked looking deeply into my eyes.
"No. If it was up to me, I'd be kissing you right now because I still love you as the first time, if not even more." I answered resting my forehead on hers and still looking intensely into her eyes.
She didn't say anything but she remained looking deeply into my eyes, while I was still resting my forehead on hers. I nuzzled my nose with hers as I placed my hands on her waist. She did nothing to stop me and we just stared into each other's eyes just in the same way as we used to stare, when I could get lost into her eyes. I missed her and I missed her lips like crazy; all this time without her was very rough and I just wanted her again. So I closed my eyes to just feel everything about her as before: her skin, her smell, her breathe, her warmth. Now that I had my eyes closed, it was impossible not to kiss her; so I brushed my lips with hers, very smoothly. Oh yeah, I could still remember the taste of her lips so now I wanted to kiss them again. And so I did, without thinking twice. I kissed her lips very softly as I pulled her closer to me. When I noticed she placed her hands on my chest, I knew I was kind of allowed to kiss her as I wanted; she was letting me to do it and I felt really good for that. I kissed her even deeper and this time more firmly and a bit more fiercely, but still sweet and fond. She was continuing the kiss and then my hands on her waist and her hands on my chest turned into a hug while we were softening the kiss. The kiss turned into smiles and laughter; the sadness and guiltiness turned into joy and affection and the uncomfortable situation turned into a very comfortable and natural one. Our eyes met again, but it was a different kind of look now; it was the same lovingly look as before but squared.
"I really thought I was going to lose you and those were the most miserable days of my life, as cheesy as it sounds, I don't care, is what I feel." I whispered in front of her lips and she only smiled slightly. "So..." I said now smiling amused and kneeling as she looked at me amused, curious and frowning. I held her hands with mine and I looked into her eyes. "Do you wanna be my girlfriend again?" I asked making a silly face and raising an eyebrow amused as she laughed. Oh my, I heard her amazing laughter again.
"I don't know, I should think about it." She said pretending to be thoughtful and I pouted, so then she laughed again. "Maybe you should try to convince me, I know a way that could work out."
"Really?" I asked pretending to be very intrigued and actually I was kinda intrigued and still amused. I stood up and I placed my hands on her waist before looking at her seductively. "What way?"
"A song; if you sing me something." She answered looking at me with an adorable smile. "You know I love your voice, so it could make me say a sure yes." She said smiling and both her smile and what she said was adorable.
"A song, huh? But I'll need an instrument to play." I said shrugging and shaking my head.
"No problem. I have a ukulele that someone, my idol, gave me some time. Maybe you can play it." She said also shrugging.
"That could work. Yeah, gimme that ukulele." I said chuckling.
"Good! You'll have to follow me, it's in my bedroom." She said smiling amused as she held my hand. I looked at her amused and smiling widely.
She led me to her bedroom and she closed the door behind us, locking it with key, so nobody would interrupt us. Her room was different as I remembered it; it was empty and three suitcases were on the floor. She didn't talk and I remained standing, just seeing everything around not knowing what else to do while she was looking for the ukulele in one of the baggage. When she finally found it, she handed it to me with a bright smile and then she held my free hand to lead me to her bed. She sat there and she kind of forced me to sit next to her. Then she looked at me expectant with a huge and excited smile on her face. I giggled softly because she was so excited, she was always excited when I was about to sing; only she could get that excited for something like that.
"All right. This song is dedicated for the love of my life: You." I said smiling amused but also fondly. "I think it's a proper song in this moment, considering the talk we had minutes ago. I wish from the bottom of my heart that you can enjoy it." I said giggling softly again when she bounced excited on the bed.
When the day is long and the night, the night is yours alone
When you're sure you've had enough of this life, well hang on
Don't let yourself go, everybody cries
And everybody hurts sometimes
Sometimes everything is wrong, now it's time to sing along
When your day is night alone...hold on, hold on
If you feel like letting go... hold on
When you think you've had too much of this life, well hang on
Everybody hurts; take comfort in your friends
Everybody hurts,
Don't throw your hand, oh no, don't throw your hand
When you feel like you're alone, no, no, no, you are not alone
If you're on your own in this life, the days and nights are long
When you think you've had too much of this life to hang on
Well everybody hurts, sometimes
Everybody cries, everybody hurts, sometimes
But everybody hurts sometimes
So hold on, hold on, hold on,
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on,
Everybody hurts
You are not alone.
"I love that song and I love your voice." She said smiling sweetly and I smiled back at her, putting aside the ukulele. I moved closer to her and I held her hands.
"So now that I did what you told me..." I said looking deeply into her bright eyes. "Do you wanna be the girlfriend of this fool guy?"
"I already told you what the answer would be. Yes." She said smiling widely and I smiled brightly, letting out a giggle of joy before leaning to kiss her.
Since that moment, everything flowed naturally as if we never grew apart; but now with something new that the two of us learned: How to truly apologize and forgive the loved person, making grow the relationship. Now we were lying down in her bed, snuggling up, just talking and laughing as two kids; telling all the things that happened to us when we were separate. It was good to talk to her again, to hold her in my arms again, to kiss her, to caress her, to see her smile and eyes again; it was good just to be with her even if we were only breathing together. It came a point of the night when we were silent and we looked into each other's eyes, with bright and joyful eyes, smiling very happy and fondly, caressing each other's cheeks and resting our foreheads together. We didn't say anything in that moment, but at the same time we said everything; only with our eyes we said those words: I love you.
"I'm not gonna come back to that school, Darren, so do not insist. We're not gonna tell the principal who W is, because I'm not like Karen, I wouldn't do the same she did. If we're doing this, is only because you convinced me that now I have a bad reputation for college and I have to change it. So that's it all." You said firmly when Darren was forcing you to enter the school.
"Baby, please! If you come back to school, then you'll have more chances to get the scholarship. And I know you wouldn't come back if Karen and Jim are still around. We need to tell them that they were the bullies." Darren insisted strongly as he has been doing since days.
"We're not gonna argue about this anymore. I prefer to study at home so everybody is fine." You said huffing and when Darren was about to complain again, you interrupted him. "Darren Everett Criss, stop right now. I made a decision already, so this is the end of this argument."
"Ugh! I hate when you do that." He complained as a kid, huffing and frowning and then he looked away and you knew him way too much to figure out what he was thinking, so you stopped him while you were walking.
"Listen, Darren." You said bossy and firmly. "I know what you're thinking and you're not gonna do that. You won't say anything at all, otherwise, I'm not gonna go to the principal's office. Clear?"
"Ugh!" He complained annoyed, frowning. "I hate you."
"Do you?" You asked looking at him fixedly, raising an eyebrow. He looked at you pouting and then he sighed.
"You know I don't." He said still pouting and you had to make a big effort not to laugh and remain serious. He looked adorable whenever he pouted; it reminded you to a little kid. "But really, baby! If I..."
"Shh, Darren! It's already decided." You interrupted him bossy.
"Oh damn! Come on! This is annoying, you're being so annoying!" He complained again as a kid.
"Am I annoying?" You asked again looking at him fixedly and raising an eyebrow and he huffed, frowned and pouted again.
"Of course not, you're asking those things on purpose! Leave me alone." He huffed annoyed, still pouting and frowning; now also crossing his arms. You only looked at him wide eyed, raising eyebrows in surprise; again, trying not to laugh.
"All right... If that is what you want..." You said serious but actually you were really amused.
You turned around and you started walking away from him. At first, Darren didn't notice this because he was looking away, he never thought that you were going to do it for real, hence why when he noticed that you were walking away from him he looked at you astonished and then he ran to you, taking you by your arm to stop you.
"Why were you going?" He asked still annoyed and you just looked at him serious. This was so much fun.
"You told me to do so." You answered shrugging.
"Are you fucking kidding me? It was a joke, I was just..." Darren started explaining in a very rowdy way and then you finally burst out laughing. Darren looked at you agape and he shook his head when he finally realized that you were amused because of this situation. "Oh man, you're impossible!" He exclaimed loudly, raising his arms and still shaking his head, but now giggling. Then he looked at you and he bit his lower lip and, still shaking his head, he hugged you. "You know I love you for that, right?" He said chuckling and you laughed before pecking his lips.
"I know. And you know that I love how you believe all the silly and innocents jokes that I make you, right?" You asked smiling mischievously in front of his lips.
"Hell yeah, I should've noticed it long time ago." He answered giggling in front of your lips before he kissed them. "So... We're telling the principal that Karen..."
"Oh no, no, no; not again!" You interrupted him quickly, rolling your eyes. "I was serious when I said that I'm not going to go back to school and I wasn't going to tell that Karen and Jim were the bullies."
"Baby, do you know that song from Grease, Beauty school dropout?" He asked and you looked at him fixedly.
"Yes I do know that song and you're not gonna sing it." You said bossy, walking again as Darren started walking behind you, placing his hands on your shoulders.
"Beauty school dropout, no graduation day for you." Darren started singing in your ear from behind.
"Darren, stop it." You said firmly and curtly, even though this was funny for you.
"Beauty school dropout, missed your midterms and flunked shampoo!" He kept singing and you looked at him in disbelief. He smiled amused and raised his eyebrows. "Beauty school dropout, go back to high school."
"Are you kidding me? Stop it, Darren." You said again firmly but he smiled even more amused.
"Beauty school dropout, go back to high school." He kept singing and you shook your head and rolled your eyes as he kneeled and held your hands. "Beauty school dropout, go back to high school."
"Oh my god." You exclaimed in disbelief, raising your eyebrows and trying hard not to laugh. "You're a dork."
"I am, but at least you liked it." He said standing up to walk next to you holding hands, looking at you amused.
"I didn't like it." You said looking away and trying to be serious.
"Yes you did." He insisted, pulling you closer to him as he wrapped an arm around your back.
"Okay, yes, I did." You admitted laughing and wrapping an arm around his hips.
You kept fooling around and joking and laughing while you were going to school to talk to the principal. Everything was going more than well until something stopped you and changed your mood.
"Darren what the hell?" Someone asked really harshly, in disbelief.
"Get out of my sight, you crap." Darren replied coldly and harshly looking at Karen.
This was the first time you both saw Karen after Darren found out how things truly were. What would happen now?