Genre: one-shot, romance
Disclaimer: I only own Lesley
Summary: Jason doesn't like Lesley, Lesley hates Jason. So how did it end up like this?
Author's Note: Finally able to put up Marina's stuff :D
I hated him. I can't tell you why because I'm still not even sure. He hated me so naturally I hated him. He has physically and emotionally tortured me since the 3rd grade. Now, don't give me that shit about when guys are mean to you it means they like you. I know all to well how untrue that is. It was a friday night towards the end of the school year. I was being dragged by my best friend Lisa to go to a party, one I knew Jason and his friends would be at.
"Lisa, I hate you," I said for I think was the 23rd time.
"I know, you've only said that 25 times," she replied rolling her eyes at me. Guess I counted wrong. I sighed and let her pull me into the house that was already half way demolished, and I wasn't exaggerating.
"Hey, Lesley!" someone called or more of slurred. I turned around seeing my most recent ex, Kevin.
"Kevin," I said, gritting my teeth. Oh, what fun this would be.
"Give me a kiss," he slurred.
"I don't know if you remember but you cheated on me, and I broke up with you," I said in pure digust.
"Well, how 'bout some make up love?" he asked puckering his lips.
"I'd rather kiss a pig's ass," I said, taking a step away from him. He grabbed my arm. "Let go of her, jackass," someone said to our right. I turned seeing Jason.
"Stay out of it Dean," kevin slurred, I was to shocked to speak. Why would Jason stand up for me?
"You put me in it when you slept with my girlfriend," he said, fist clenched. Oh, now I understood Kevin had cheated with Jason's ex, Victoria.
"Whatever," he slurred letting go of my arm, and walking away. I needed some air, badly. I found the closest exit and went outside, I don't really understand why i had put up with Kevin's shit for as long as I did.
"Are you okay?" someone asked making me jump. I turned to see Jason again.
"Yeah, you nearly gave me a heart attack but I'm fine," I said turning away from him.
"Is that jackass always like that?" he asked.
"He usually was," I answered.
"Why did you put up with him?" he asked.
"I don't know, why did you put up with Victoria?" I asked
"Touche," he grinned at me, and honestly it made me melt a bit inside." You know when I put pudding your crayon box in 3rd grade?"
"How could I forget? It ruined all of my brand new crayons," I smiled at the memory.
"Well, I liked you then," he said suddenly.
"You did?" I asked stunned," but you were always so mean to me."
"I had a hard time expressing emotion," he smiled, " the thing is I've always liked you as cheesey as that sounds."
"No, it's not cheesey in a kind of me way it's sweet," I said walking up to him. "So do you still like me?"
He looked at the ground," more like in love with you."
I put my hand on his shoulder and he looked up at me, I said," good then you won't mind this." I kissed him it was tender and sweet and he soon caught on. Putting a hand on the small of my back and the other one on the nape of my neck. We kissed for awhile and then I broke away.
"I have a good feeling about us," I smiled. He smiled back at me, a weird feeling creeped into my stomach. Only stars could shine so bright....