HEELLLLURRRRR PEOPLE! MERRY LATE CHRISTAMS AHHH
To MsMyNamesAreNeverCoolEnough
PSH SIKE you are ggod at writing you are AH-MAZING..
pshhh me toooo don't worry, I'm not really reading much kickin' it stories either. I've been reading my favorite anime fanfics too ugh I'm such a NERD lol xD
I read Naruto ;p haters be hating. I like the otps in the anime and manga... tho i didn't really read the manga, i just watched the anime. Which ones are you reading? I want to know (:
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ANYWHOOOO HAPPY REALLY EARLY NEW YEARS! AHHH OMG 2014 IS HERE!
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Okay on to le story.. (I need to start writing more chapters I've been on winter break and did absolute nothing but sleep and read fanfics )
My life people... *slow claps*
With an annoyed, but worried sigh Jack grabbed a handful of blond hair while the owner of the hair puked her guts out in the toilet bowl. Half a minute later a weak shaky hand flushed the toilet and stood up with the help of Jack. Giving the glass of water that was waiting on the counter to her, Jack helped Kim to the bed.
"Thanks."
"Take these" Jack ordered handing two pills of Advil to her. Taking the pills out of his hand she swallowed them and downed the rest of the water she had left in the cup.
"Thanks Jack." Kim said quietly.
"You should have listened to me. If you did you wouldn't be hungover and I wouldn't have find the club you went to and drag you and Grace's asses back here." Jack sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose. Kim looked down in shame, feeling regret of not listening. "But you're safe and that's all that matters. I'll save the lecture for tomorrow. You should get some rest before your headache gets worse."
Kim nodded prepared for what Jack was going to lecture her about. "Umm... Grace..."
"She's in the hands of Jerry. Also you're not going back to your dorm today. You're going tomorrow got it?" Jack answered
"Got it." Kim mumbled as she laid down on the bed, closing her eyes she attempted to get some rest.
Jack stayed until he heard Kim steady breathing. Feeling relieved he went over and pulled up her covers and gave Kim a kiss on the forehead. What brought him to do it? No idea. But he definitely like the result, because Kim sighed in content and a little smile graced upon her lips.
"Get some rest blondie." Jack breathed out as he looked at her one last time before shutting the door quietly.
"My head hurts" Kim whined as she sat at Jack's dining table with Grace.
"I can't get the taste of vomit out of my mouth." Grace whined back.
"Ugh" they both groaned as they simultaneously dropped their head on the table making whining noises.
Four boys stood a few feet away looking at the scene ahead of them. Arms folded with pondering expressions on their face.
"So this is what it's like to be married. Having your girl drunk one night then whining the next morning. Tsk tsk." Brody said clicking his tongue in disapproval.
"If you keep this act up you'll never be married." Brett shot
"I don't need to be married. The single life is going pretty good, thank you very much." Brody answered with a smirk.
"Really now? So you wouldn't mind if I date Sloane? Give her a nice tour around town? Then give her a night she'll never forget? Hmm?" Brett snapped back at him
"Leave Sloane out of this you bastard!" Brody growled pushing Brett
Stumbling back, Brett smirked. "Why would I do that? Is she your girl? The last time I checked you said you liked the single life. Why would Sloane be of limits? Unless she's some type of sex toy you have"
"Leave Sloane alone. She's not like that! Don't think about her. Don't even greet her. Don't even say her name." Brody seethed out.
"Sl-oa-ne. Sloane." Brett said enunciating every syllable.
"Fuck off." Brody shouted tackling Brett to the floor. Rolling around the boys shouted curse words and punches were thrown every now and then. None of the two gaining advantage of the fight seeing one was on top of the other every few seconds.
Suddenly a glass was thrown against the wall then another. Crashing on the floor, shards of glass flying everywhere, stopping the fight between the two best friends. Soon a red apple was thrown at Jack hitting him in the chest. Dusting themselves off Brett and Brody got up from the floor scowling at each other and looked in the direction of the items that were thrown.
"Can you guys just shut the fuck up. My head hurts like a bitch. And Jack you should at least fucking stopped it." Kim moaned out, obviously not happy with the loud noise the boys were creating.
"Such a great friend you are." Grace weakly laughed. "Hey do you have any beer?"
"No. No alcohol for you miss." Jerry firmly stated.
"Psh whatever. Ugh is there anything here that can get rid of this nasty ass taste in my mouth?" Grace asked.
"I know the thing. I'll cook my Mama's famous hangover soup. It be ready in ten minutes tops." Jerry started walking to the kitchen. Grace followed shortly behind.
"Brett come here. Brody you too." Kim requested. The two boys did as she said. "Brett be a sweetie and get me some Advil. And Brody be a dear and set up my bed for me please. I'm going back to sleep. Thanks"
The boys took off to do their jobs leaving Jack and Kim alone, not before glaring at each other.
"Did you really throw an apple at me?" Jack scoffed
Kim laughed. "Yes, yes I did. It was either that or another glass cup."
"Which reminds me that I have to clean that up." Jack sighed
"What?! Jack Brewer, worldwide known model, and boy who can't get his own coffee, cleaning up shattered glass instead of asking me?! Your personal assistant that you make do everything?! Are pigs flying?" Kim mocked in a fake surprised voice.
"You're right! You clean it up. You threw it, you clean it." Jack shrugged
"Fuck no. I'm going back to sleep! Brody is probably done fixing up my bad." Kim stated standing up. Taking a few steps towards the bedroom she stumbled a bit.
"Careful" Jack grunted as he caught one of Kim's arms. Mumbling a thanks, they both made it up the stairs and towards Kim's bedroom. Walking in they saw Brody fixing up the last pillow and helped Kim into bed with Jack.
"Brett should be up with your pills and then you're off to dreamland." Brody smiled softly at Kim.
"Okay. I feel like my head is going to explode. I haven't even been this wasted before." Kim sighed
"No fucking way." Kim muttered in disbelief. See took another tour around her dorm room again. This was unbelievable. "You've gotta be shitting me right now."
Her dorm room looked better then great , it looked like something straight from a magazine. And her new wardrobe! It was like a mini-mall was in there! Converses to combat boots, to heels in array of assorted colors. Graphic tees to ripped jeans and fucking ball gowns were in her closet as well. Spying a note in the corner of her eye she peeled it off and read it.
Hope you like your new closet.
-J.B
Like? Like?! No no... Kim fucking loved her new closet! And J.B? J.b like Justin Bieber? Does he even know me?! J.B as in... Jack Brewer? No way! He got her that?! Still in a trance she didn't hear her front door open.
"Bondie? Blondie, ya in here?" Jack's voice broke out. Hearing his voice Kim snapped out of her trance and went to find the owner of the voice. Finding him, Kim flung herself at him in a tight embrace.
"Thank you, thank you. Thank you! I love the closet! Oh my god, I love you! Thank you!" Kim squealed. Stumbling a few steps back from her hug, awkwardly returned her hug. What closet? What the hell was she talking about. He turned to spot the note that she was holding on to.
Hope you like your new closet.
-J.B
Like J.B as in Jane Brewer? Jack shook his head but smirked. He'd let this be a little secret and just take the credit.
"Yeah, your welcome. I'd knew you love it." Jack replied.
Stepping away from the embrace, Kim walked back into her room. "Maybe you aren't as bad as I thought. That was really sweet of you to do that for me. Even though this whole thing is kinda your fault."
"Yeah, yeah. We have a shoot to go to." Jack said as he rubbed the back of his neck. It felt like they fit like a puzzle piece was she was pressed up against him.
"What do you mean we?" Kim questioned as she browsed through the clothes.
"We as in me and you." Jack replied casually. Kim froze.
"E-excuse me? I don't do photoshoots. I barely got through the first one!" Kim answered with wide eyes. Shivers running down her back as she remembered what had happened last time. Him close to her, and their somewhat intimate pose. God, she could almost feel him against her now. Damn.
"Well too bad. It one of my mom's collections, Rudy's the photographer and he refuses to take any photo's of the collection unless you're the model. " Jack said rolling his eyes.
"Can't you say I'm sick?" Kim offered
"They'll reschedule." Jack replied nonchalantly
"I refuse I don't want to." Kim stated, crossing her hands.
"Oh stop being a baby and let's go. If we're late my mom's gonna whoop my ass." Jack said grabbing Kim's wrist and dragging her out of the dorm room.
"Hey! Let me go!" Kim cried out, tugging at his arm.
"Unless you want a repeat of last time, I suggest you just follow me." Jack warned
Kim sighed in defeat. "Can we at least go to Tea-do first?"
"Fine."
"Kim! Nice to see you again darling." Rudy shouted from where he was at. Currently he was setting up one of the many cameras.
Kim shyly smiled and waved back to him.
"Hey Kim, Jack. Milton's waiting" Julie announce as guided the two to makeup and wardrobe.
"Jack! Kim what a surprise.. not. I knew you two were coming." Milton laughed
"Hey Milton." Kim and Jack both greeted
"So today's concept?" Jack asked
"Kind of a rocker, rebellish theme. Aka ripped jeans, leather jackets, and bold colors like red and black, white. You get the jif?" Julie explained.
Kim and Jack both nodded as the makeup artist continued with their jobs.
"Oh my god! Hell no!" Kim screeched. She held up a way to shredded tank top. They didn't let her wear anything under it except her bra. People were going to see her body! "Are you kidding me?"
"Mrs. Brewer's orders." The dresser shrugged boredly
Kim scoffed at the worker, but nonetheless let the girl dress her in the outfit Jane had picked out.
"And pose, pose, pose and done." Rudy announce as the flashes stopped. "Is my next model ready?"
"Here." Kim said as she stepped out. She adorned black ripped skinny jeans, with black studded heels. She wore a red shredded tank top which you could see faintly see the outline of her lace black bra. On the front, "Don't Question The Authority" was printed in black. Her makeup was done to perfection to match the outfit, and her lips were stained a vibrant red.
"You look different." Jack announced.
"You're sweet" Mocked Kim. She steadily made her way towards Rudy and hoped they could finish this session quickly. She was really starting to get tired of people taking pictures of her for the world to see. It gave her an uneasy feeling. She could already feel judging her, looking at her like an imperfected piece of art.
"Alright just do what you did last time and then we'll take the couple shots." Rudy ordered as he got back the the camera.
Kim did what she did last time and walked up and down the backdrop throwing a few poses here and there.
"Great job. Jack come back!" Rudy said. Soon Jack arrived wearing his adorned outfit. "Okay, so what I was thinking was that we would do this outside at a abandoned brick building. The worn out bricks will really give the outfits of the collection a realistic look, so let's get going."
"C'mon let's go." Jack said as he guided Kim out the building and to a nice black SUV. "Get in."
With the help of Jack she carefully got in the SUV and they were off to the abandoned building.
Insert awkward silence here. God, this was so awkward! Jack Brewer didn't know what to do with a girl for once! She made him feel like a teenage boy again! Sure he was a little shy with girls back then but then later when he hit his growth spurt he was getting surrounded with girl with a simply smile. He. Did. Not. Know. What. To. Do. This girl, Kim Crawford, was making him nervous. He now didn't want to make a bad impression on her. He didn't want her to not like him. He wanted her closer. He felt he just wasn't after his looks, which she totally digs, and money. She's the first time to ignore me for everything I stood, and I liked it. Kim was a challenged and I like challenges. I felt the need to get her attention whether it was annoying her or something else.
"You look uncomfortable." Jack bluntly stated.
Kim squirmed a bit, "Yeah.. is it that obvious?"
He hadn't meant that to be so harsh. He inwardly wince. "You okay? Anything wrong?"
Folding her arms around her body, covering herself she looked out the window debating what to say to him. Noticing what she was doing, Jack took his jacket his off and wrapped it around her.
"Don't like the outfit? Mom's not gonna like that." Jack joked lightly. Kim gave him a small smile and a silent thank you.
"No, the outfit is fine, I just feel like its not for me... Did that make sense?" Kim laughed as if she was crazy. "I mean me? A poor college student living off a scholarship at the world's best college, modeling for Jane Brewer? Crazy, right?! Designer clothes is nice but its just not right for me I guess. Don't get me wrong, your mom's clothes are amazing but I shouldn't be modeling for them, a beautiful well known model should. One that took years of school learning how to model correctly and other stuff. One that knows what to do instead of a clumsy fool like me. Would people actually like me? I'm not pretty like models. I don't have the body or legs like other models. And I just don't fit the part of being a model. That puzzle piece just doesn't fit. I mean I feel so self-conscious about my body in this shirt. It shows off too much, and if I had a great body I wouldn't mind... but I don't. God, I'm rambling. Sorry if I bored you."
That moment- that moment, Jack Brewer has never been so inspired yet angry at someone in his whole life. He was so inspired by Kim's speech and all, but damn did he want to knock some sense into her. Fuck. She was the most beautiful creature that he had ever laid eyes on! Nobody ever, ever made him feel like this. Hell even his mom didn't make him feel this way. He was so stunned he didn't even reply back to her which meant that it looked like he didn't care. She was beautiful. She had a model worthy body. She was shouldn't be self-conscious, and she sure as hell perfect. Jack admitted it. Kim Crawford was the definition of perfect.
"Thank you" Kim's soft delicate words broke out. "Jack Brewer.. you're really sweet."
Jack blinked at her. What the fuck was she talking about? Did he... no.. he wasn't known for that.
"Yeah, you kinda did say that outloud." Kim blushed. "More like mumble it out but yeah."
It was Jack's turns to blush. He was freaking out.
"Let's start over. Tabula rasa. A blank slate." She spoke. Jack could only nod.
"I'm Kimberly Crawford, but you can call me Kim or blondie."
"I'm Jackson Brewer, but you can call me Jack or pretty boy."
To be continued...
Guys I know the romance is coming a little (really) slow... idk why.. but it just works out like that. I don't like it when they "fall in love" with each other too fast because when they're together I'm going to start writing this predictable fluff that is too cutesy and like cliche. And when they do get together I don't think there's going to be much lovey dovey stuff going on.. prob like a chapter or 2 on it but it'll be very vague and be over a time span so I can get on with the drama that I have semi planned.
Yeah so sorry it's going slow :(
Yeah no one really read that but whatever.
Okay Have a happy new year :)
See you in 2014
QuESTION TIMMMEEEEE to which of all of you never answer to..
What state/country do you guys live in? NOT TO BE CREEPY OR ANYTHING! I swear I won't stalk you.. i have too much stuff to do to have time to do that lol.. not that i don't love you guys or anything. lmfao
I live in New Jersey, U.S.A if you guys wanted to know :)
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