Joe's POV
"Please Joe, I'm so sorry to put you in the middle, but she's already come to you about this. She trusts you, and you know the truth now. I'm not saying you have to try to convince her to take me back, necessarily, just tell her what really happened. She won't think I'm telling the truth, but she'll know you are. I swear, man, I will never ask you for anything ever again You have to help me."
*There was so much desperation and pain in his face and words, I couldn't deny him my help, even though, I wished I could. Reluctantly, I agreed.* "...Ok, I'll talk to her. But right now, we have a show to do. We can work all this out tomorrow."
Nick's POV
*I couldn't believe all this. When did our lives become a soap opera? I knew that Kristen had talked to Joe before Kevin, especially with a comment like she made about 'making the wrong choice.' For Joe to know she had feelings for him and realize his own feelings for her, and now help his brother to be with her was just too much. I felt so bad for all of them.*
--THE NEXT DAY--
Kristen's POV
*I had just finished breakfast in my room. I didn't want to be anti-social, but sitting across the table from Joe and Kevin was not my idea of a fun way to start the day. I knew, of course, I'd have to see and talk to them eventually, but I was all for putting it off as long as possible. (Knocks at door) Well, that didn't last very long. I got up and answered, and was sort of relieved to see Joe instead of Kevin. That relief kinda caught me off guard, too. I still wasn't used to the butterflies he gave me.*
"Oh, hi, Joe. Come on in."
"I was worried when you didn't come to breakfast, although, I can imagine why you wouldn't. How are you?"
"Ok." *I lied and unconvincingly, I guess, because joe looked at me suspiciously.* "Fine, so I'm not that great. I can say with absolute honesty that I've been worse." *He cringed. Did my memories of darker times hurt him the way they hurt me? I never realized just how compassionate Joe was. And the fact that he cared so much, sent those stupid butterflies fluttering again. Why didn't they just go away? They complicated everything so thoroughly.*
"Yeah, I guess you have, huh? Do you feel like talking? I understand if you just want to... recover a little first."
"Actually, I think talking would be good. I can't hide from this, as much as I'd like to."
"Well, then could we maybe start with yesterday after your song. What you said to me. I was wondering what you meant by you made the wrong choice?"
"What's there to wonder about? I mean, I guess you don't know what happened after I left your room, but-"
"Ummm, I kinda did find out all about it."
"Oh. So then what's there to wonder about?"
"Well, what you said could've been taken one of two ways. Either you meant that taking Kevin back in general was the wrong choice... or... you meant you chose to be with the wrong guy that you have feelings for..."
*Screw all the awkwardness and guilt I had been feeling about talking about my feelings with Joe. We had it out in the open now, and he'd always been the kind of friend I could talk to about any and everything. I decided I would just be totally honest.* "Honestly, I think at the time, I kind of meant both in a way. As soon as I decided to forgive Kevin, he hurt me again, so I wished I'd never made the decision to take him back. Then, there's you. *I looked up at him, and our eyes locked. The chemistry was undeniable. I felt my breathing get more labored, my heart accelerate. I rushed to him, and grabbed his hands. He seemed caught off guard by my intensity, but not in a bad way.* I realized I've always felt something special for you, our entire friendship. When I let myself realize that, it hit me like a ton of bricks. My feelings are so intense they scared me at first. I can't even sleep, I just think about it-about you, all the time. I've been thinking that maybe if I would've have known from the start how I felt about you, and had picked you to begin with, maybe none of this recent heartache would've happened. Maybe you were the storybook ending meant for me all this time. *I could see in his face that he was torn, between feeling the same and hurting his brother, I was sure.* I know you don't want to hurt your brother. I don't either, even tho I have angrier moments when I think I do. But... *I had no way to really vocalize all the intense feelings going through me, so I acted. It was impulsive and thoughtless, and maybe even a bit dangerous, but I couldn't even think long enough to know that and consider stopping myself.*
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