**It would seem that I can be talked into extra chapter. Hope you enjoy!**

**Kayli**

Waking up to a dim, empty room, wasn't the best feeling ever. After the guys so valiantly decided my fate to be wooed, I asked Brandon if he could find a way to get my keys. I realized that Sang was right when she said I didn't sleep in my own bed much anymore, so I decided to rectify that. Truthfully, I was hoping that Sang would be here so we could talk, but here I am, waking up in my room, alone. My bed felt different too. Probably from me not really paying attention to how it felt on the nights when I did sleep in it. If I made it back to my room at all this past week after hanging out with the guys, it'd be really late and I'd just knock out. Sang was always here for me though. I guess I've been kind of taking her for granted. Well not anymore! That all changes...just as soon as I figure out how to get her to talk to me.

**Corey**

I know that Kayli was still a little unsure about everything that happened the last couple days, so being the good friend that I am, I decided to try and cheer her up. I get us tickets to see Suicide Squad, thinking the slight comedy aspect will be good for her, and made reservations at a quaint little Spanish restaurant not far from campus. I've been there a few times and their food is pretty good. Kayli isn't too picky about anything she eats, so I hope she'll like it. I go take a shower and get ready for the day, before going downstairs to the cafe to get breakfast for Kayli and I. I've got some cheering up to do.

**Kayli**

I've been laying in my bed feeling sorry for myself for over an hour now, when there's a knock on my door. I'm tempted to just leave it. I know it's not Sang, and she's the only person I want to talk to right now. The knock sounds again and I hide under the covers, maybe if I'm really quiet they'll go away. Who could it be anyway? I told the guys that I wanted this time to myself, time to reflect...time to wallow in self-pity at what my life has become without my best friend. The knocking grew more insistent and I idly wondered why they didn't just call my phone.

"Alright already, hold your horses!" I shout at the offending door.

I shove the covers off of me and throw open the door, meeting the annoyingly cheerful face of my little nerdling.

"Looks like you woke up on the wrong side of the bed." He comments with a slight frown. "I bought breakfast."

I look down at the package in his hand, and back up to his puppy dog eyes. I could never say no to him. I leave the door open and walk back to my bed, plopping down in a very unlady like manner. Doesn't really matter, I'm not feeling much like a lady right now; more like a creature of the night, the dark skies forecasting my mood. He walks into the room, closing the door behind him and starts laying the food out on my desk.

"So we've got pancakes, waffles, eggs, bacon, sausages, and orange juice. What would you like?" He looks back at me with a small smile on his face.

"Waffles, eggs, bacon, and sausage." I tell him with a sigh.

Corey quickly fixes the two plates, bringing mine over with the syrup and going back for his, before taking a seat beside me. I pick at my food, and we eat in silence for a while. I appreciate him giving me this time to think. I'm sure he wants to say something. I'm really grateful to Corey right now. I'm pretty sure if he didn't bring me food, I would've let myself starve. Or dug through Sang's desk for something, giving her another thing to be mad at me about.

I sigh at the directions my thoughts take me and look at my now empty plate before looking over to Corey.

"Thanks for breakfast nerdling." I mumble.

"Don't thank me yet Kay. Get dressed." He tells me as he takes my plate from me.

I don't move as I watch him throw away the plates and then navigate my closet. He pulls out a pair of dark wash jeans and a light blue long sleeved t-shirt, with my converse.

"Did you shower last night?" He asks me.

"No." I mumble.

He goes back in my closet and comes out with my shower bag, my towel, and a matching black bra and panty set. Having Corey pick out my bra and panties feels kind of intimate. I mean I know he's saw me naked already but still...boundaries, ya know? A blush forces itself upon my face at the thoughts of the other night. I can sooo not go there right now. Instead I just take the offered items in hand and stand from my bed.

"No time like the present eh?" He asks me as he takes a seat on Sangs bed.

"Why do I even need to get dressed?" I ask him, stopping right before I reach the door.

"It's a surprise, now come on, time's a wastin."

I roll my eyes at his sunny disposition, and make my way to the bathroom. I thoroughly wash everything, and shave what's needed, before drying off feeling a bit better then when I stepped in. I suppose pampering yourself does help to get rid of the negative thoughts. I quickly dry off and slip on the panties and bra that Corey chose. I blush when I realize he picked out a pair of black lace hip huggers and a black bra with lace covering the cups. Well, well, well, who would've thought my little nerdling liked black lace.

I cover myself with my towel and head back to my room. Corey is sitting at Sang's precious window seat doing something on his phone. I keep my towel on while I lotion my legs and put my socks and jeans on. There's something about the act of changing in front of a guy that's just way too intimate. I've slept in his bed, worn his clothes, and been kissed senseless by him, yet the simple act of changing in front of him is daunting. There is something seriously wrong with me, I should just remove the towel and let him see me right? Easier said than done. I keep the towel on as I pull my shirt over my head, and don't remove it until my boobs are covered. I stand up and go into my closet to put my towel in the hamper and see how full it's gotten. I'll have to do laundry sometime soon.

Walking back into my room, I see Corey put his phone in his pocket. I sit on my bed and lace up my converse trying to figure out where he could be taking me.

"So where are we going?" I ask him as we walk out of my room. I made sure I grabbed my keys this time.

"Has anyone ever told you that patience is a virtue?"

"Well apparently it's a virtue that I don't possess."

"Never too late to start." He tells me with a shrug.

I lock up the room and we head downstairs, and into a black sedan that's parked on the sidewalk. We ride around in silence until we drive into the parking lot of a movie theater.

"You dragged me out of my comfy bed to watch a movie?" I ask him with a side eye.

"Yup." He says cheerfully, popping the "p".

"If you wanted to watch a movie so bad, why couldn't we just do it in my room?"

"Because you needed to get out of your room, and out of the depression you were trying to dig yourself into." He tells me seriously.

"I have every right to be depressed." I pout.

"Do you? Really?" He asks crossing his arms and looking at me. I sit quietly, not answering one way or the other. "To the best of my knowledge, from what I've seen and heard, Sang has every right to be mad at you and choose not to talk to you. You are her best friend, and come hell or high water, you were supposed to have her back, not make her second guess everything she's ever done or felt. How would you feel if Sang had just stormed into your room pissed off for no reason and took it out on you? And then to insult the only other people who have been there for you? Don't you think that would hurt? Imagine if the shoe were on the other foot Kayli. You'd want a moment away from whatever it is that had upset you, to get yourself together. To try and understand what happened. But most importantly, to try and figure out a way to move past it. You should be using this time as a way to make yourself better, not sink deeper into anger and bitterness. You're better than that Kayl, I know you are. So you messed up. You live and you learn, and you move past it. And hopefully, your friendship will be stronger because of it."

When Corey finishes his speech, I'm left dumbstruck. I never did try and think about it from Sang's perspective. I just wanted her to forgive me so bad, that I didn't think she'd mind me trying to make things better. But I should've known better. Sang's been alone most of her life. She'd need time away from whatever is irritating her so that she can bounce back like she normally does. Am I causing an unfortunate series of events that's pushing her further away? What if she can't just bounce back from this? What if I've pushed her too far? I look over at Corey, and see his eyes look hopeful, that I understand what he's trying to tell me.

He's right, in retrospect. You live and you learn. Everyone makes mistakes, we can only hope that we are strong enough to take the necessary steps required, in order to fix it. Even if those steps are to take a step back and give the situation time to breathe and dissipate. Corey's amazing, and I'm going to show him just how much. I reach across the center console and capture his lips in a passionate kiss. We didn't have much time for passion the other night, I plan on making it up to him. This kiss is sweet, much like him, unhurried, and I swear it's the stuff that dreams are made of. Kissing Corey is amazing. He's always there for me. My sweet little nerdling.

**Corey**

After that amazing, toe curling kiss from Kayli, we get out of the car and go into the theater. Stopping by concessions, I tell Kayli to get whatever she wants. We end up getting a large popcorn, a large blue raspberry slushy, and a pack of skittles. When we get to the ticket taker, he scans the barcode on my phone and hands me the two tickets and the 3D glasses, and directs us to theater 3.

"So it's a 3D movie we're seeing?" Kayli question.

"You'll find out the movie soon enough." I tell her with a grin. "Just be patient."

"Patience has never been my strong suit." She tells me with a smile.

"I'm aware." I tell her. "Come on, theater's this way."

We walk to the correct theater and thankfully it doesn't have the name of the movie showing outside. Kayli pouts but walks into the door that I hold open. We get seats in the middle of the theater. I love this movie theater because they have giant recline-able chairs where you can get really comfortable. They even have two seater chairs for occasions such as this. We settle down and place the popcorn between us with the drink on my side, I put my arm around her and she rests her head on my chest, ready to watch the movie.

They skip the trailers and get straight into the movie and I watch Kayli's reactions the entire time, barely paying attention to the screen. It's ok, the movies been out for a while so I've already seen it. I thought this would be the perfect movie for Kayli, equal parts comedy and action. I've never heard someone cheer so much for the bad guys. I'm really glad I thought of this. She needed this day.

**Kayli**

That movie was soooo awesome!!! Harley Quinn is so badass! And her relationship with Joker? Legendary! I want someone like that; someone to come and bust me out of jail for being too crazy. Now that's love!

"So what did you think?" Corey asks me as we walk out of the theater holding hands.

"I think that I wanna be Harley next Halloween!" I say with a grin as I jump out in front of him. "Thank you for this." I smile and place a quick kiss on his lips.

"Your welcome." He tells me with a smile.

Just as we're walking out of the lobby and into the parking lot, the sky opens up with a vengeance, soaking us instantly. I let out a high pitched scream while Corey laughs as we run to where the car is parked. We peal out of the parking lot laughing like hyenas and head back to campus. When we pull up to the dorm, the rain has let up a little, but not by much. Corey parks the car and we dash into the building and up to his room.

After Corey closes the door behind us, he goes into his closet and grabs two towels handing me one. Taking it in thanks, I start to wring out my hair.

"Well that definitely wasn't the ending I had planned." Corey laughs out.

"I though not." I giggle, "But I had a good time. Thank you Corey, I needed this." I tell him as I put the towel down.

"Anytime." Corey responds. "We should get out of these wet clothes. Wouldn't want to get sick."

I look over at him and see him stripping off his shirt. Corey really does hide all of his muscles. He may not be as large and defined as Raven or Axel, but there is an appeal to the smooth planes of his body.

"I have a way we can keep warm." I say lowly.

He looks up from his task of removing his sneakers and watches as I strip out of my shirt, tossing it on the floor behind me.

I walk up to him slowly and wrap my arms around his neck, bringing him in for a passionate kiss. Corey settles his hands on my hips, squeezing lightly, while tangling his tongue with mine. We quickly get swept away in the passion, the touches, the kisses. We get lost in each other.

Somehow we end up naked on his bed, and he breaks the kiss to place a condom on his very prominent erection. He slides in slowly and I arch off the bed, sighing in ecstasy at the fullness. I feel a connection to my nerdling, we lost this moment the other night, and I am more than happy to have this time with just me and him. Corey's strokes are slow and deep, it's like he's making sure I feel every vein and detail of his member. We build a steady rhythm in which I'm climbing higher and higher. All that can be heard are our gasps of breath, the moans and groans of our passion, and the squish of the wetness between my thighs. Corey is very thorough in his love making, and I am loving every second of it.

We reach our peak as he picks up his pace, and come crashing together with one final thrust, both of us exhaling the others name in sheer ecstasy. As our breathing regulates, Corey slides out of me and disposes of the condom. When he gets back to bed, he wraps us up in the covers and we fall asleep wrapped in each other's arms.