Haii guys! I'm back with another story…"WHAT?! That soon?" said the people. Yes I know. Pretty quick considering it took me a week to write the first one. Well, on with the story!
Disclaimer: I already hate this…I don't own any thing associated with Kickin It. There…done.
Jack's POV
It was Friday night and I was riding my skateboard to the dojo for a late night work-out. As I neared the familiar building, I noticed the lights were still on. "Hm. That's odd. Who would be here this late at night?" I thought to myself. I hopped off my board and quietly tiptoed into the dojo. I accidentally dropped my iPod and silently cursed at myself before bending down to pick it up. As I was getting up, I saw a flash of blonde hair run into the locker rooms. "Kim? Why is she here?" I asked myself in my head. I walked towards the girl's locker room where I heard muffled sobs coming from inside. I knocked quietly on the door and the sobbing quieted down. "Who's there?" A quiet voice asked. "Kim? Is that you? It's me..Jack. Can I come in?" I answered. I slowly pushed open the door to see my little Kimmy sitting in a corner, her face stained with tears. "Kimmy? What's wrong?" I asked her quietly whilst slowly walking towards her fragile form. "H-he said...a-and then she...o-oh God h-how could I h-have b-been so s-stupid?" She chocked out between sobs. "C'mere." I said whilst opening my arms. I sat down beside her and she slowly crawled into my lap, sobbing into my shirt. I wrapped my arms around her petite form, slowly rubbing soothing circles in her back. After a whilst, her sobs decreased and it was just her holding onto me like I was her only life source. My arms tightened around her as I felt her sigh softly. "What's wrong Kimmy?" I asked her.
Kim's POV
"Michael ch-cheated on me with that slut Lindsay and when I caught him, he wasn't even s-sorry. He just laughed whilst she called me an idiotic blonde, and then they just kept on making out in front of me. I can't believe I fell for that two-timing cheat." I said before I started crying again. Jack pulled my chin up, and dried my tears, even though most of them were already on his shirt, but he didn't care. "Kim, Kim look at me." He whispered. I turned her head slightly so that I was looking directly at him. "I'm really sorry that this happened, but please don't cry. It makes me want to cry when I see you so upset. Don't beat yourself up over one guy because, trust me, if he hurt you then be doesn't deserve your tears. You don't need him. You have so many people that love you. Especially...me." Jack said. My eyes widened in shock before he continued. "Yes I said it. I love you. And it really kills me to see you so upset over Michael. You're a beautiful, smart, strong, talented, butt-kicking teen and I love that about you. If Michael didn't have the balls to see that about you then he can suck my d-" I cut him off by pressing my lips against his softly. As I pulled away, I smiled at him. "I love you too Jack." I whispered. He smiled before reconnecting our lips once more. When our lips met...I couldn't even describe the feeling. F#ck fireworks. It felt like a firetrucking* nuclear explosion. We pulled away breathlessly before he rested his forehead against mine. "Hey Kimmy?" Jack asked. "Mm?" I responded. "Remind me to kill and thank Michael tomorrow." He finished. "Why?" I asked, thoroughly confuzzled. "I need to kill him for making you cry. And thank him for getting us together." He explained. I giggled lightly and pecked him once more. "You're so cute, you know that?" I told him. He smiled and stood up, setting me on my feet. "Not as cute as you though. Now let's go home." He said. I nodded my head as he entwined our fingers and we walked out of the dojo.
AN: *Firetrucking= Take the first letter and the last six letters and there you go. XD
Anyway, I was going to wait until tomorrow to update, but I saw the review that someone left me (you know who you are *wink wink*) and it made me feel really good so I wrote up another chapter. Anywho, I LOVE YOU ALL! Don't stop dreaming! Baii!
~DJ Double T