She was supposed to be happy. Relaxed, content, at peace; words that were not usually associate with Arya Stark. That was what she wanted to feel, but was far from reality. Why you might ask? Why would a girl from a wealthy family with every opportunity out there for her not be happy? Because of a stupid boy; Gendry Waters! Her 'best friend'. But if you look back the key word is was; as in: it is over and now I'm the most miserable person in the planet. That's how she felt on the inside. All alone.

They were the oddest pair of friends on the planet. But for the people who truly knew them they could have not imagine two people more perfect for each other. They formed a perfect balance. Where Arya was fast Gendry took is time, when Arya was sad it was Gendry who would put up a clown suite just so she could smile and when Arya was hell-bent on taking the world right by the balls it was Gendry who always told her to stop and think on her actions. Although that only lasted minutes because Gendry always ended up doing what Arya wanted. She was the force behind their relationship, but Gendry wasn't a total softy. He knew how to pick his battles.

But that was before Gendry had been formally indoctrinated into the Stark Family. Before her brothers got ahold of him, but more on that later.

They had meet in school, he just transferred to Winterfell High because his uncle moved in order to keep up with the booming industrial business that kept pouring in the north. Mechanics where high in demand and after a rough couple of years in Kings Landing he decided to move them, much to Gendry's dismay, mostly because he didn't know anyone. Then he met Arya on his first day of school and they were inseparable ever since. So since Arya was just a tinny little thing and young; and Gendry being so tall, almost 2 feet taller than her, plus a sophomore and yes, a boy; her family demanded to meet him a week after their meeting.

So the two friends agreed Gendry would meet the rest of the Starks. Arya didn't want to, but knew her mother would not let her be friends with a boy without meeting him first. Gendry would never admit it to Arya, but he had been scared shitless to meet her family. But it went okay. The two young brothers where a piece of cake! Rickon was the easiest, he was the baby of the family and all he had to do was smile at him and play with his wolf in the yard. Bran he loved. He was an old soul who seems to be the most intelligent in the family even more so than Eddard Stark himself. Sansa was the only girl besides Arya. They didn't pay much attention to each other, Gendry thought she was a spoiled brat in love with the biggest asshole in all Westereros. Sansa thought he was too poor and stupid to mingle with and looked down her nose at him, pretending he wasn't even there. Then came the older brothers Jon and Robb. At first it was rough, all murdurous stares, a few couple of "friendly punches" and offers to feed him his own testicles if he did anything to Arya. But that quickly vanished as they became friends. This didn't happen right away, but over time. That made it worse.

"They stole him from me. He was my friend and they took him away. The Bastard didn't put up a fight" Arya sat mumbling in her bay window as she watched her brothers and her best ex friend play football. Her best ex friend that didn't give her the time of day anymore. Who preferred to hang out with her brothers and slutty girls now.

She sat watching trying to pin point when things had changed. It was when the Starks found out that Gendry wasn't a predator and that Arya simply did not have the 'love-for-boys gene' the way Sansa had at Arya's age. Her family had left them alone. The two of them, along with their friend Hot Pie where never 10 inches away from each other. They argued, laughed, and hung out together everyday, but then something changed. Gendry changed. He always was big but now he was, well hot and big. Years as an apprentice at his uncle's shop put some impressive muscles on his body; he was handsome and had the bluest eyes anyone had ever seen. Arya started to look at him different, but wasn't going to tell anyone that!

"Huh. They aren't that blue today. They're light. Maybe they change with his mood. What the hell?!" Arya fell to the floor as if the man himself had caught her ogling him.

It was already awful that he abandoned her for her brothers. Now she had a massive crush on him.

"Nope. Not crush, I just miss hanging out with him and I have my period." She mumbled to herself as she picked herself off the floor and settled back into her window seat.

A period that apparently lasted 3 months because all Arya could think about was Gendry, and not totally as a friend. Like how cute he looked when thinking something serious, or when she caught him watching Spongebob Squarepants and paid her to keep that piece of information to herself with her favorite candy. She loved how cozy she felt when they just talked about anything and everything late into the night then ended up passing out in each other's arms. Him playing with her hair and whispering stupid things in her ear to make her laugh and her laying across him, it wasn't anything sexual, it was just right! Even when they would argue he would just pick her up like a doll and press her to his body and she instantly relaxed, breathing his Gendry smell and warmth that she loved so much. But now she didn't have moments with him like that any more.

Things changed when Gendry, who was used to spend all his time at the Stark Manor with Arya, found he had a lot in common with Arya's elder brothers. As he caught up in school they ended up in the same classes. Jon and Rob were the quintessential jocks. Gendry was too. They loved sports and practiced a bunch of disciplines together. Of course it didn't hurt that all three of them looked as if they jumped off of a Calvin Klein add. They had sports, girls and parties they were invited to in common.

That was when her brothers "stole" Gendry from her. Robb; a famous ladies man, found in Gendry a perfect wingman because he attracted a lot of ladies. Jon found someone who understood what it was like to live surrounded by people and never really fit in. To see money and know it would never be yours, not that Jon had a need for money. Jon grew up never knowing who his mother was and being the acknowledged bastard of Eddard Stark had its daily toll on Jon. Gendry could relate. Him mother died when he was young and never knew his dad. The boys became school friends. Then one day after school Gendry went to the basement to hang out with her brothers and never came back. He "grew up", her brothers said. Arya thought he was acting like a complete idiot! Going on dates and getting wasted.

"Ugh! Screw him!" She said sickened by the sight of him and her brothers. She stormed out of her room and went down to the kitchen to find some food to make her happy. Maybe some lemon cakes or something just as bad for her.

It was a sunny day in the North so that meant everyone was out enjoying the weather. It was actually hot so she was wearing short denim shorts and an old baseball t-shirt. Arya had chopped her hair short. In Arya's mind short hair meant that she never had to comb it. She knew she didn't look sexy or hot, but why should she care?

She went straight to the lemonade in a pitcher her Mom had left on the table for the guys. Her mother had even left glasses. She was in the process of pouring the lemonade, not paying attention to the boys right outside the opened double doors. She heard yelling but was choosing to ignore the stupid jackasses.

"I got it - I got it - I got it... wait! What? Fuuuuuck"- Suddenly she found herself drenched in lemonade and under a very sweaty - shirtless Gendry! The stupid idiot had ran into the house and collided with her!

"Arr... you're here! I thought you were out with your Mom! Have you been here this whole time, alone in your room? What were you doing all alone in your room all this time?"- Gendry was babbling words but Arya was just dumbstruck!

God he's gorgeous! When was the last time he got a haircut? Would it be weird if I lick his neck right now? She was lost in her day dream, loving his body pressed against her. He was smiling down at her, his eyes a bright, electric blue. She was losing the world and she was just fine with that!

"Waters could you please get off my sister and continue the game." She looked over his shoulder and saw Jon all dirty picking up the football Gendry obviously had missed.

"Nahhh, I don't think I can kick your ass any more than I already have Snow. I'm better on the floor with Spikehead over here." He looked back down at her. She was no longer amused.

After he used that horrible nickname that Sansa and her bitch friends gave her after she cut her own hair off was when Arya reacted.

"Spikehead? Spikehead? Get the fuck off me Gendry, now!" She said with a growl that mimicked her wolf Nymeria. He laughed and Jon joined in. He moved off her and she scrambled away. She turned around to compose herself.

"Now, now, little Wolf, watch the language." Said Rob entering the kitchen.

"YOU! YOU! And YOU!" Arya whirled around. She was mad, angry and sad at the same time. She couldn't form a proper sentence. Arya pushed Gendry off her and stood up, anger and hurt showing on her face. She went with anger, yelling and pointing at them each in turn. "I have a fucking name! It's Arya! Not Spikehead, not Arr. Not Little Wolf. It's Arya Fucking Stark! Start fucking using it!"

"Well Arya Fucking Stark, we got the message, now I think it's best if you go up and change. We were playing football, not judging a wet t-shirt contest." Bran said, who had made his way from the garden to see what all the noise was about. As if on cue all the boys looked at Arya; who in fact was sporting a very see-through t-shirt. She went red in embarrassment and looked at Gendry who was looking at her chest and her blue low cup bra. She couldn't even open her mouth; she only wanted a quick kill. Maybe I could show Nymeria how to kill me in my sleep.

"Is that...uhmmm is that my t-shirt?" Gendry asked, suddenly even redder than Arya and was looking at the floor! Arya was mortified. It was his shirt! Arya strangely had always loved the way Gendry clothes fell on her and ended up stealing his old t-shirts when they couldn't fit him anymore. This was one of them.

A blast of laughter escaped Robb. Rickon just awake from his nap walked into the room, followed by Shaggydog.

"Why is Arya showing her boobies?" His sweet innocent voice asked.

Jon went even paler than Ghost coat!

"Jesus Arya cover yourself!" said Jon grabbing Catelyn's kitchen apron making Arya more embarrassed. Seeing Jon freak out like that made Gendry, Bran and Rickon join Rob, who was at the point crying from laughter and that was the last straw!

How dare Him! How dare He cut me out of his life and now make a fool out of me! In my own house! With my own brothers!

"You cover yourselves up! You're running around the house like wild pigs! The wolves have more grace than you! You are not kids anymore! You guys are worse than Dad and Robert remembering 'ye old times', and you; you're the worst" said Arya, looking straight at Gendry for the first time in months. "You come into my house, practically assault me in my kitchen and all you do is ask about your t-shirt? Well here it is!" And without thinking about it twice she pulled the t-shirt off and threw it at Gendry who seemed to be hit by a truck!

She stood there in nothing but her shorts and bra, looking at them all. Daring them to say something now!

"There's your fucking t-shirt you, you... you stupid bull." Arya stormed out of the kitchen leaving four very awestruck boys, a wolf and a child in her wake.

She ran to her room. She was so confused. She was angry. She was hurt. And in some weird was she felt empowered. She was always wild, but her actions today were more then that. They were reckless. She didn't leave her room for the rest of the day. She sat in her window seat looking out on the land she loved, fuming. Why did things have to be so hard? Why couldn't they stay the same, with Gendry beside her, like the old days? Life was so complicated now. When the sun finally set she moved from her perch. She walked into the bathroom she shared with Sansa and got ready for bed. Her mother knocked on her door, asking if she was okay. She used her period as an excuse and stayed in her room for dinner.

She would not leave, not while He was still there. He usually stayed for dinner. He told her once they had better food. Gendry was always thinking with his stomach. Her father used to joke that three growing boys would eat him out of house and home. She could not face him, not today. Not after he saw her almost naked. When she thought it was safe she snuck down to the kitchen and took a lemon cake and ran fast back to the safety of her room.

She ate her treat and thought about everything that had happened. He had seemed happy to see her, eager even. But her brothers had to take it all away from her, like they always did when her best ex friend was involved. Once the cake was eaten she got ready for bed.

Once safe under her covers Arya allowed herself to do what she had fought against all day. She cried herself to sleep and promised to all the Old Gods and the New that she was going to get over Gendry Waters.

Hello Fanfic Friends!

Same story, just cleaning it up and organizing the plots with my awesome Beta LottieDot (Check out her stories too, they are incredible).

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