A/N – Yay! An update on time. Last chapter. Enjoy!

Tori's P.O.V

Jade was kissing me!

I wasn't sure what to think. Did she know that I have her note? She practically told me that she knew I had it. Still, I couldn't believe Jade would write something like that. Was this one giant practical joke? She just disappeared into the hall for a moment, came back, and gave me a kiss.

I was too shocked to even kiss back and when she pulled away, I saw the apprehension. Was it exactly what I thought it was? A joke? If so, she took it way too far.

"This isn't funny, Jade." Was all I could muster up to say.

Don't get me wrong—the kiss was phenomenal. Little sparks shot down my spine, causing a tingling in my toes. I had to practically hold my face to keep from smiling. If this was a joke, I wasn't giving her any leeway.

"Funny?" She gaped at me. "I wasn't trying to be—"

"Jade, I know you don't like me that way." I told her, placing a hand on her shoulder. "I even found this." I pulled out the note and I saw her eyes go wide.

"Where did you get that?" She stammered but I could tell from her tone that she knew. I got it out of her jeans.

"You didn't clean your side of the room, so I did. I accidentally happened upon this." I told her smoothly, unfolding it and reading it. I really wished that this were real. It was actually really sweet and made my heart pound faster than I thought possible. "Pretty elaborate joke, Jade."

"Tori, this isn't a joke." She pleaded but her words seemed to ring hollow. Her look of shock just didn't match up with what she was saying. Then she was laughing. "I can't believe you would think I would even go this far just to mess with you."

"I believe you would. You hate me." I told her matter-of-factly. She was playing well. I knew by now that she wasn't in love with me but rather finding some sick amusement from this.

"I don't hate you, Tori!" She pleaded. I wanted to believe her so badly. "I lo—"

"Jade, you can't really hope me to believe that you love me. You tortured me for years, and you expect me to believe that you aren't just messing with me."

"You know, I couldn't mess with you if you didn't love me." Jade told me and suddenly I saw it in her hand. It was a piece of lined notebook paper, covered in coffee stains and my messy handwriting.

"I never said that I love you." I told Jade, but the words rang as hollow as hers. Then again, maybe her words, nor my own weren't so empty. And neither was the list she held in her hand. I didn't even question where she got it.

"If this is how your going to handle this, Tori, then forget it." Jade snapped, tossing the note at my feet. Then she spun on her heel, her long hair swishing out behind her. The dorm door slammed shut behind her and outside in the hall I could just barely make out the distinct sound of her cell phone being dialed.

I frowned and crossed to my bed. I curled up on my bed, trying to get back to reading my book but I couldn't stop my eyes from drifting to the door. I could hear a voice—jade's voice—faintly at the edge of my hearing.

I made the decision at the last minute—and those are the worst kind—and walked to the door. Pressing my ear to the wooden door, I was trying to make out her words. I pressed even harder but suddenly I wasn't against the door anymore. I was on the ground.

Jade looked around the open door at me, looking slightly angry but mostly amused. Clicking her phone shut, she smirked at me. "Eavesdropping is wrong, Tori."

Even with her cold words, she sunk to the floor next to me. She even cupped the back of my throbbing head. She said nothing, but I could see in her eyes the question: Are you okay? I nodded slightly but a stab of pain shot through my head. "It hurts." I muttered.

Jade gave me a sly smile. What was she planning?

"Maybe I can help you with that." She whispered, her lips brushing against my forehead. She planted the small kiss there and rose above me again. "But only if you believe me."

"Jade, you don't love me."

Then her lips were against mine. I think subconsciously I wanted this—to lead her to this. I pressed back, and felt her respond. Her hand still continued to cup the back of my head and the knot that was forming there. I smiled against her lips.

"Jade, you love me." I whispered, feeling like an idiot. Meanwhile, Jade was laughing at me and my confusion. She gripped her stomach before she finally was able to stop.

"Tori, I love you." Jade paused and took a breath. "I love your hair, how you talk in your sleep, your desire to be a lawyer, your optimism, and that you love me too."

And I did. I really did.

A/N – And that's all folks. I hoped you enjoyed my story.