After All That We've Been Through

Kady's POV
I stormed out the door of the studio, lighting up my cigarette as I walked. I was beyond pissed and I wanted nothing more than to punch out Brian Haner's lights. How dare he belittle me and make me seem like a slut on the radio! He was the one lying to himself, not me and when he realizes it and came crawling back for my "friendship" I would spit in his fucking face!

Suddenly I feel tears threatening to fall from my eyes and I angrily blow out a cloud of smoke. I will not give Synyster Gates the fucking satisfaction of knowing that he got to me. Angrily whipping away my tears, I looked up just in time to see the bastard himself come out the door. Fucking great...

Brian slid down the wall and took a seat next to me while I took another long drag. I didn't want to hear anything that dick wad had to say. He made his bed and now he was going to lay in it.

"Listen, Kady...I'm sorry," he said softly, his eyes looking down at the ground.

Well fuck, I wasn't expecting that. "Save it, Gates," I snapped, letting out a light scoff. "I'm done listening to your excuses and reasons for why you do what you do. You can take that and whatever delusions you have about me and a fictional relationship with Marley and shove them up your ass!"

I chanced a look over at Brian to see a frown lining his lips as he shook his head. "I deserve that," he said softly while putting his Marlboro up to his lips. "And you're right.."

"Listen Mr....wait did you just say that I was right?" He has to be high...Brian never admitted when he was wrong. "What do you mean I'm right?" I was totally confused now. What the hell was he playing at?

"I make excuses for my actions instead of dealing with my decisions," Brian said softly, his sad chocolate eyes turning to look at me. "It's why Michelle left me...why I made moves towards you and pushed you away...I'm a dick."

"Okay, who are you and what have you done with the real Brian Haner?" I asked, gaping at the words coming from his mouth. Was he serious? This all has to be some kind of joke.

He chuckled lightly as he flicked his ash. "I've finally hit a new low...I broke my number one rule and you were the one that it effected."

"And what's that?"

"Never talk about your personal life to the press...I'm sorry I opened up that can of worms for you. It was a dick move and all because-because..." He pinched the bridge of his nose and pressed his eyes closed. God damn it! Spit it out Haner!

"I was pissed that you blamed me for Marley being pissed at you! I hated myself for giving up a chance with you and didn't want you to get mixed up in the drama. Yes I do like you but I didn't want to hurt you like I have every other woman that has ever come into my life. I fucking suck as a boyfriend...or any friend for that matter."

"So, what drug brought this on?" I teased after picking my jaw off the pavement. His eyes turned on me again but this time he was serious.

"Don't make me fucking say it again..." Brian's eyes pleaded with me so I decided to let him keep what little pride he had left.

A smiled pulled at my lips as I placed an hand on his cheek. "Fine, I forgive you but you've got some major groveling to do to get back in my good graces. No one fucks Kady Parker over twice!" I teased and warned, wondering exactly I was getting myself into.

A small smile falls over Brian's face as he looks back into my eyes. "I think I can do that," he said softly before throwing his cigarette across the pavement and pulling me onto his lap. Brian's lips were suddenly on mine and his finger laced through my hair. As he deepened the kiss, our tongues explored each other's mouths. I felt those butterflies explode through my body with his every touch and I couldn't get enough.

"So are we still 'friends'" I asked, pulling away for a moment to catch my breath as he kissed my neck.
Brian's lips lingered on my neck for a moment before his eyes met mine again. "I-I..." He stammered, closing his eyes and pressing his forehead to mine. "Can you have a "friend" without starting Fatal Facade world war three," he finally asked. I sighed, knowing that he wanted more but he was using my words...not his.

Now it was my turn to bite my lip and think. In all honesty, the answer was no. There was no way Caleb or Marley would ever let me date Brian. They would probably rather murder him in his sleep than know about our relationship. We would have to be a secret, and somehow that was sexy and irritating at the same time.

"I want you..." I finally said, looking in those chocolate eyes and running my hand down his cheek. "But we need to be a secret...no one can know. It will ruin both of us if this gets out..."

Brian sighed and looked away from me but then nods his head. "It's our secret," he said before I tackled his lips with a kiss again.

"He-hem..." I looked up with wide eyes at the person standing in the open studio door.

Oh shit...

Notes

So we've got a secret relationship now...ooh! But who is at the door and found our two loves making out? Is the cat now out of the bag?