Todos los capítulos de One Of the Guys: Part 1: Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

Three weeks had passed since my Baylen-Keegan fight. Keegan hadn’t returned my calls, texts or walked in my direction even at school. He doesn’t visit our house any more and it makes me feel like Baylen was right. Because of me, Keegan and Baylen weren’t as close any more. Baylen said that wasn’t true, but it has been that way since Keegan found out I was keeping a secret from him. Baylen said that he went home and asked his dad right in front of Mrs. Kyren about this secret I was keeping. Baylen said that he didn’t say it, but that Jared moved out and Keegan has been picking up shifts at the alligator farm to help with bills and stuff. He claims that this was the reason Kee was staying away from our house. But he was ignoring me, so that couldn’t be true. I could not believe Jared moved out, but good for Mrs. Kyren for not putting up with his crap. Baylen said that he told Keegan that he asked me to keep the secret until I had proof. I wish he knew how much I cared and how I would n

“Bay! You didn’t tell me you and Quinn are a thing now!” I squealed, reaching out to hug her and punch him playfully in the arm. He smiled and threw his arm around her, kissing the side of her head. She squeezed him back and looked up at him with adoring eyes. “Yeah, we have talked on the phone every night since Christmas-Brees,” he joked. My parents started calling my birthday Christmas-Brees when I was little and we kind of stopped when dad left home. “Well I’m happy for you both. Quinn, I’m so happy you are coming,” I said.“Baylen told me that Jeff isn’t gonna make it. I’m sorry to hear that. You look super adorable and I am happy I wasn’t the only one that went the comfy route. I’m ready for these batting cages,” she said. That caught my attention. Did she play? Please tell me she plays softball. “Quinn plays travel ball, Squirt. She is a shortstop,” Baylen said, proudly looking at his athlete.I smiled so big, “Oh this makes me so happy! I would love to watch you play some

“James!” Casey yelled, startling Keegan and myself, “Hey friend, Jeff is here. He is waiting by the batting cages for you,” she said, pushing me in the direction of the door. She shot Keegan a nasty look and kept pushing me away from him. “What in the everloving hell was I walking in on?” she scolded. Her face looked so disappointed. Actually, that is the same face that my mom makes when she is upset with me. “Nothing. I don’t know. He was apologizing,” I said, struggling with a comprehensible sentence. “With his lips? Brees, no thank you. He has ignored you for over three weeks. No texts, no calls, nothing. He doesn’t get to just have you when he feels like it. Do you understand me? You are worth so much more than that James. I can’t let him keep hurting you,” she said, hugging my neck tightly. “I know Case. I was having a momentary lapse of judgment. When he touches me it’s like nothing I have ever felt before. I just…” but before I could finish, Jeff spotted me and jogged over

As summer went on, I went out on three dates with Jada. She was nice enough, but she wasn’t Brees. When she talked to me, I wondered what Brees was talking about at that moment. Her perfume didn’t smell the same as Brees’ and she definitely didn’t have the same athletic abilities Brees did. She was a great girl, for someone else. She just wasn’t Brees. I recall the first night I felt jealous about Brees. She was talking and flirting with some kid from our school named Jeff. I couldn’t even focus on Jada that day because I wanted him to get away from Brees so badly. But then the unthinkable happened and Brees was knocked on conscious when Sterling and his friends threw a football and it hit her right in the temple. I didn’t even think twice. I jumped up and scooped her up. Baylen and I ran as fast as we could to his car while Casey called 911. Brees wasn’t responding to me. She wasn’t moving. As we drove to her house, I could feel her heart beating. I laid her head on my chest and hel

(Keegan’s point of view)To my surprise, Jeff didn’t show up to the birthday celebration, and I wasn’t going to lie and say I wasn’t relieved. As much as I wanted to focus on having a good time with everyone, my mind kept wandering back to Brees. I missed her. I missed everything about her, from her laugh and her sarcastic comments to the way she looked at me when she thought I wasn’t paying attention. I missed being the person she turned to when something was bothering her. Most of all, I missed us. Whatever we were now, it certainly wasn’t what I wanted us to be.After our game of axe throwing, I noticed Brees had run back inside to grab her jacket. I watched her disappear through the doors, and before I could overthink it, I followed her. I knew I needed to talk to her, even if it was only for a few minutes. I had so much I wanted to say, but every time I got near her, my mind seemed to go completely blank.As I headed up the steps, Brees came rushing back down, apparently in a hur