"I'm picking you up after school," Peyton says helping me out of his car.

"You're picking me up after school?." I ask uneasily when he places his hand on my waist.

"That's what I just said." He chuckles.

We both walk to the entrance of my school. Lucky for Peyton his school doesn't start till like twelve in the afternoon - something about seniors getting free time. Since seniors in my school spend free time at the actual school, Peyton agreed to stay with me until it's time for him to leave.

"So we're just hanging out in the Cafeteria?." Peyton asks waving a finger at me gaining my attention. He also pushed me out of the way of hitting a locker.

"Thanks." I sigh "And yeah just hanging out in the cafeteria."

"No fun? Like no fun in the janitors closet?." He winks running his hand down my back.

I took me quite a moment to get what he was saying. Once I got what he was saying I quickened my pace and sped down the hallways towards my locker. My cheeks heated up and my heart sped up along with my walking pace. Peyton wasn't far behind me either, I could make out hearing him mumble to himself 'idiot'.

I feel an arm wrap round my waist in a rush. I turn round and bury my head in Peyton's shoulder "Kate, sorry."

That's not Peyton. It's not Peyton's voice.

I lift my head up slowly while backing away. Most of the seniors now interested in what I'm doing. I look up and see Nash frowning. I look down in a hurry and Nash groans making me look up again.

"H-Hi" I mutter.

"Sorry." Nash shrugs placing his hands in his pockets. "I'm sorry."

"For?." I ask "You shouldn't be sorry for anything."

"Yes I should I've been such a jer-"

"I'm really sorry babe. I was just joking, I mean we've done it before I thought it would be okay to tease you." Peyton's husky voice comes lurching behind my shoulder. I felt his strong muscular arms wrap round my little waist and he rested his head in the crook of my neck placing soft kisses there.

I look up at Nash with sympathy. Nash looks down and I can tell he's hurt. His green eyes just have a way to go at it. I watch carefully as he shifts uncomfortably, screeching his converse against the ground. Nash only does that when he's hurt by someone he loves.

"I got you this." Peyton said shoving a brown bag into my hand. He gripped on tighter to my waist. The back of my body against his, it felt very weird. "I got the people at the cafeteria to write I'm sorry on a macaroon. And let me tell you, it's hard to trick those lunch ladies."

I laughed slightly and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. Peyton soon returned to kissing and attacking the soft skin on my neck. I look up at Nash, he just watched a display of affection for his Ex girlfriend. That's gotta be hard. He caught my gaze and held onto it before I could see tears well up, making his eyes emerald.

"Uh, see ya Kate." Nash mumbles turning on his feet and walking to the cafeteria.

I'll miss those jewels that are called eyes. I'll miss his jewels.

"I like you Peyton." I blurt out unexpectedly.

I didn't mean to say that but I did.

"I like you too, Kate." He smiles.

Authors Note:

School started :( if you haven't noticed, I hate school. I hate school almost as much as Donald Trump :0. Anyways... Team Peyton or Team Nash? Place your vote now on My Best Friend (lol) but please do comment. Thank you guys so much for all the support! I can't thank you enough!!!

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