The Boy Next Door

I Want You

Frozen to my spot in shock, I have no choice, but to watch them. For what actually happens in only a moment, seemed like years.

This is what she's doing, tying to take everything good in my life. She's trying to ruin me.

Jared instantly rips Emma from him by pushing her away, a little rough for my taste. A disgusted look spreads across Jared's face and I have the urge to puke.

Emma just stands there and smiles. I get a sudden rush to run over there and slap the shit out of her. Instead, I just curl my hands into fists. Jared looks my way and then back at Emma.

"Emma, you better come clean soon or I will make your life hell," he mutters. Then he walks away in the other direction. Not knowing what to think of what I just saw, I turn around and head to my class that I'm now late for.

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"I can't believe this," Zamora says.

"She kissed him?!" Lydia says, shocked.

"Yep," I say. It's lunch and I just explained what happened earlier to my friends.

"It's weird, but it's also not," Allison adds. We all look at her in confusion."Emma wants you to not be happy and she wants Jared, so if she kisses Jared it creates a rift between you two and she gets to touch him. It's a little predictable."

"That's true," I say as her words settle in. The other girls nod in agreement. Suddenly someone taps me on the back and I turn around.

"Hello, Malia. Did you like the little show earlier. I know I enjoyed it," Emma winks at me. I turn back to my friends.

"I have to go," I say, not wanting to be by her anymore. I get up from the table and walk out of the lunch room.

"This is going to be a long day," I mutter.

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Ring! Ring!

The bell for the end of school rings through the halls of Beacon Hills high school. I gather my books and stand up, ready to get out of this miserable place.

I walk out of the classroom and head to my locker. As soon as I get the combination in, the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end an I realize who's standing behind me. I turn around to come face to face with Jared's icy blue eyes.

"Jared....," I whisper. His close proximity is driving me crazy and his cologne is suffocating me.

"Malia," Jared mocks me.

"What are you doing here?" I ask, swallowing.

"I came to talk to you about earlier."

"Jared, I know that wasn't your fault. She forced you into that situation, I get it," I explain to him. He reaches his right arm out and puts his hand on the lockers behind me, cornering me. I can't help my eyes flicking to look at his lips every once in a moment.

"Good. We're on the same page then," he smiles. I just nod, knowing I can't even speak. Why does he affect me like this?

"Malia!" Lydia's voice slices through our silence. I whip my head in her direction and Jared takes a step back. My body instantly misses his warmth and I hold back a small whimper. Get control of yourself Malia! Zamora, Lydia, and Allison are all headed in my direction.

"I'll see you later," Jared days and walks away.

"What did he want?" Allison says as they reach me.

"Nothing," I say, closing my locker.

"Okay. Well, we all had a great idea right after you left from lunch today and we need you to keep your phone handy tonight, because we'll call you and tell you everything when we need to," Lydia rushes out.

"What?" I say, confused.

"We just need you to have your phone tonight, okay?" Zamora says.

"Okay....," I say, still a little confused.

"Great!" Lydia says. "See ya later then." They all walk away and I stand there for a minute, wondering what that was all about.

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"It tells me not to love you, but my heart says just forgive you!"

My phone's ring tone makes me jump at the sudden noise. I drop my pencil and stop doing my homework, to reach for my phone.

"Hello?"

"Malia, great you answered!" Zamora's voice fills my ears.

"What's so important?" I ask.

"Lydia, Allison, and I figured it out. Earlier today, Lydia stole Emma's phone from her purse while she was distracted and we looked for her and Jared's conversation. We called the number and a girl picks up saying 'Hello, Marisa's phone.' We immediately hung up, but we figured it out."

"Malia, she never even had Jared's number. It was just one of her minions. Jared would never do anything to hurt you and when he tried to explain it to you, you pushed him away."

By now I'm sitting in my room with probably the most shocked expression on my face in the history of time, realizing how stupid and blind I was.

"Oh. My. God. Zamora I have to talk to him. I need to apologize. I can't believe I did that. Why didn't I have faith in him?" I rant. I stand up out of my desk chair.

"We already called Jared and told him everything. We told him we were gonna call you and tell you what happened and then he said he needed to talk to you and hung up."

"When was that?" I ask.

"Just a few minutes ago." I look at my sliding glass window and not a moment later is it being ripped open.

Jared, with his dark hair all messy and blazing blue eyes, rushes in. In big strides, he makes his way over to me. He stops as he gets as close as he can.

"Jared......," I say softly. His hands reach for my head and he captures my lips with his. I drop my phone and kiss him back with every ounce of energy I have.

I push myself against him and feel the sparks in my stomach go wild. I run my hands through his hair, wanting all of him. His cologne fills my head and I grow weak in the knees. Slowly he pulls away and I open my eyes to gaze into his.

"Why did you do that?" I whisper. He softly strokes his thumb on my cheek and stares deeply into my eyes.

"Because I love you," he whispers. Joy explodes through me and I smile. "I love you, Malia. I want to be with you forever and never let you go. I want my future to be with you. I want to have children with you. I want to forget about Emma and never let her hurt us again." Tears are now stinging my eyes and my heart is pounding.

"And most of all, I want you," he says. I can't take it any longer so I crash my lips to his and wrap my arms around his neck. He wraps his arms around my waist and lifts me up.

He carries me to my bed and lays us down, him on top. I reconnect our lips and pull him close.

"I love you," I whisper. He smiles and I melt inside.