New guy is a jerk and I'm his buddy [1&2]

Ch5. New guy is a jerk and I'm his buddy

okay. im sorry. i took forever.

writers block.

i was frustrated with myself and how it was turning out.

anyways hope you like the chapter.

and what happens.

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As soon as we were pulled apart by those bony hands, I felt the rush of cold in the absence of Sam's body, and my head clear slightly. When I realized what had just happened, I took another step back and looked at Nicole. She was livid. Even under the layers of makeup, I could see the angry flush that now covered her entire face. I swear I could see a vein pulsing in her brow. She looked angry, but I saw a flash of hurt in her guys. And I felt guilty. Overriding, horrible, nastily guilty. I could understand why she was absolutely bonking mad at me and Sam, and I didn't blame her. I had just KISSED Samuel Kingsley. I had just MADE OUT WITH HIM. We had been sharing spit and twisting tongues. I hated this guy, right? Right? RIGHT?!?!

Sam's arm snaked around my waist and pulled me towards him, but I removed it with as much disgust as I would with flicking away a booger. He was such a cheating, slime ball, man-whore, and I could never even be around him. He brought out something in me, something animal that I didn't like. For God's sakes, I kissed a taken man!! I know Nicole doesn't really count as much as a partner, but still, I was kissing a guy I barely know who insults me regularly and makes sexual jokes which I don't take a fancy to while I'm having problems with my best friend Max because he might be crossing lines in our friendship that could have potentially disastrous results in our group of friends. Nicole was screaming something at us, I don't think he was listening to her because I sure as hell wasn't. I quickly shook her shoulders and she turned to face me.

'You are a scheming, sluttish, boyfriend-stealing, whore!' she spat at me, and my apology died on my lips.

'Excuse me? What the HELL did you just say to me?' Oh shit. Everyone was definitely staring and she looked about ready to slaughter me.

'You are a scheming, sluttish, boyfriend-stealing, whore!' she repeated, an incredulous look on her face. 'Did you nawt just hear me?'

'It was a rhetorical question, Barbie. But I bet you didn't know that because you're too busy letting guys finger you up to pay attention in every class so you can copy their homework.'

Everyone gasped. I grinned.

She took a menacing step towards me, and raised her hand to slap/punch/beat me up when Max's loud voice broke in.

'You take that back or I swear to God that I'll-'

'If you slap her, you know that I'll take you down.'

His voice was deathly quiet, but Nicole saw the murderous look in his eyes, and she stepped back.

'Come on Jack. She isn't worth it.'

I shivered, trying to shake off the creeping feeling of still present anger. Max grabbed my shoulders and spun me around and walked me to the door.

'By the way Nicole,' I called out. I couldn't resist it. 'Your 'boyfriend' kissed me first. Suck on that!'

As we walked through the doors, I could hear everyone laughing at Nicole. That served that bitch right. =D

Max and I walked to his car in silence. When I slid into the passenger seat, he closed the door but didn't start the engine.

'Do you want to tell me what provoked the cat fight?'

So he didn't see me kiss Sam. That would explain his calm and collected attitude. I opened my mouth to say that Sam kissed me and Nicole saw us, but I bit back my response. I remembered the moment on the dance floor, with his arms wrapped around me and him kissing me. I don't know what he would do if I told him that we kissed. He might get jealous or he might not. I could have just imagined the moment on the dance floor. It had been so similar, I might have just thought that Max was him and we were still dancing a year ago. But if I hadn't, what would he do?

'Hello? Earth to Jack. You in there?'

'Hmm? Oh! Sorry, I just spaced out. What did you just say?'

'What did you do to Nicole? She called you a boyfriend stealer? What?'

'Uhhh, Sam and I were just talking and she misunderstood what was going on. She overacted, that's all.' It all came out in a rush. I wasn't lying really, just a lie of omission?

'What were you guys talking about?'

Nosy boy. He was definitely interested.

'Just stuff.'

'Like what?'

'Max, it's none of your business!'

Oops.Not a good idea. His aqua blue eyes turned navy with anger. He turned the key in the ignition and raced towards my house. We were there in about 5 minutes. Those were probably the most awkward 5 minutes in my entire life. Why? Max and I were best friends. Why now?

When we pulled up in front of my house, I felt obliged to say something. I turned to face him again, and simply said,

'Thanks for taking me,' and walked out of the car. I was walking up the driveway, heels in hand, when Max ran up behind me.

'Look, I'm really sorry Jack.'

The driveway lights hadn't been switched on. The motion sensors must have been broken because usually they flickered on. I could only see Max's profile in the moonlight, highlighting his smooth cheekbones and the tips of his hair.

'What do you have to be sorry for? I was being cross with you for no reason. I'm the one who should be sorry and I am.'

'Oh Jack, you don't know how sorry I am and will be.'

I couldn't think what he meant because he dipped his head and pressed his lips against mine. It was different than kissing Sam, where everything had been all rush. Kissing Max was like soaking up sun on a cool day, absolutely pleasant and warming with the beauty and passion of fireworks. He wasn't rushing for anything, just perfectly content with here and now. I could feel warmth that started inside me, and my hands entwined around his neck. He responded with resting his hands on my waist respectfully, but when a small moan escaped my lips, his hands ran up and down my body, creating lines of goose bumps where his warmer than usual hands trailed. He was not that much taller than me, but tall enough for me to rest my head against his chest when we regretfully stopped.

'You don't know how long I've wanted to do that.'

I could hear his heart rapidly thrumming under his shirt, and hugged myself tighter to him.

'Mmm,' was all I replied. He smelled like Fierce. [a/n my freaking favourite cologne. I love it so much that I actually wear it on a daily basis despite the fact it's for guys. Guys- if you're reading this, go buy a bottle. Seriously. =D]

And that's when the lights turned on. I could see someone peeking out the window at us.

'I should go.' We both said that at the same time, and cracked a smile.

'I'll see you Monday,' he whispered, and kissed me lightly on the lips. My lips actually tingled.

'Bye,' I called, when he strode away.

And then the truth hit me.

I just kissed Samuel Kingsley, the new guy, who's also a jerk.

And I just kissed Max, my best friend since forever.

In the same night.

And I liked kissing both.

What was I going to do?

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