One Thousand Roses

Two completely opposite people; Natalia Grey the school nerd, teacher's pet. She's a big sister and role model. She believes in love at first sight. She wants the fairytale love, the one where you find your prince and live happily ever after.

Jason Summers the school bad boy, player and football player. He does what he wants, when he wants. It's his way or no way. He's the type of guy who doesn't date, doesn't believe in love nor wants it.

Talia only sees one side of Jason and that's his bad boy side; the jerk. Jason only sees one side of Talia and that's her nerdy side; geeky glasses and pulled back hair.

What happens when these two completely opposite teens are forced to see each and talk to each other every single day? What happens when the two teenagers realize there's more to the story than meets the eye? Will their opinions change? Find out in The Bad Boy's Reputation.


44. Chapter Forty Four

This chapter was thought of by sebby_c! I give this chapter 100% credit to her.

Natalia's POV

The one thing I love about waking up in the morning, is feeling hands in my hair. The soft and gentle hands of my boyfriend, pulling at the strands of my hair. My now part cut hair.

I smiled, and continued to lay on the bed, with a smile on my face, until I felt his hands hold a chunk of hair. "What happened here?" He asked. I didn't know what he was looking at, until he turned me over.

"What happened to the back of your hair? It's a different length." He asked, furrowing his eyebrows in confusion. "Funny story." I said. He looked at me. "Haircut gone totally wrong." I laughed. "Are you sure? I didn't think you wanted to cut your hair, especially not a chunk." He replied. I nodded, and continued to hold the smile.

Truth is, Jason can't find out about what happened at lunch. Not only because it was Sophia.... But because it was also Nick. He told his friends, mainly Sophia about my past. Everything that I have ever told Jason, he knew about.

"You're lying to me." Jason said flatly. I looked over to him with confusion all over my face. "I texted Jackson. He immediately replied saying... Soph chopped the hair, and some shit with Nick." He informed. I looked down.

"You can't keep doing this, Talia. You can't keep lying to me. I hate it when you say everything is fine, but it turns out it's not. And then I have to find out from Jackson or one of your friends, that something went down in school. I don't like it. I'm trying to help you out, and you're lying right to my face. You have to stop doing that." He said. I nodded. "So, you wanna tell me what really happened? And from the start?" He asked.


Jason's speed had to be over eighty by now. On the small highway we have in Brooklyn, he's speeding to get to Nick's house. His hands clenched around the steering wheel, as he ran a stop sign in the middle of an intersection.

"Jason, you're going to get us killed." I said, looking at him. "I should've never told him. Because now, the whole school could know about everything you've went through." He said, turning down a street.

"I've never been in the part of town before." I whispered. "This is where Nick lives." Jason informed, parking the car in a large driveway.

Nick's house was pulled all the way back, with three steps, which were broken. The windows looked shattered, and the front door was wide open, but the screen was intact.

"You're coming in with me." He said, as he opened my door. Jason grabbed my hand, and pulled me out of the car. "Jason, let go of me. I can walk on my own." I said, taking my hand back. He nodded. "Sorry." He said, before stalking into the house.

The first thing he did when he barged into Nick's house was... Surprising. He said hi to his mother. She looked so nice, with her brown hair pulled back into a pony tail, and her jeans and t-shirt hugging her body.

"Nick is in his room." She informed us. Jason nodded, and dragged me to the small hallway. "Lucky for Nick... He's not upstairs." Jason informed, opening the bedroom door up.

A girl sat on Nick's lap, as we barged into the door. "Out." Jason said, referring to the girl. She didn't move. She sat still on Nick's lap, just looking at him. "I said out." Jason repeated. The girl ran out of Nick's room, holding her clothes in her hand.

"Oh shit." Nick's first words out of his mouth. He knew what was coming. "This time you won't have the water to break your falls." Jason said, punching Nick in the face, then grabbing him by his neck.

Jason dragged him out of his room, and down the hall to where his mom was standing. "Jason!" His mom yelled, running over to the boys. "Mom, no." Nick said, looking at her.

"Do you wanna tell her what happened, or should I? What you've been doing to her?" Jason asked. "Nicklaus, what did you do!?" His mom yelled, her accent thick and loud. "Mom, go into your room." Nick said.

"Did you think I wouldn't find out, Nick? Or did you think I wouldn't do anything about it?" Jason asked, pushing Nick into the nearest wall. "Maybe your mom should watch this. And your brother. Since your setting the greatest example... Let's show him what guys like you get when they become dicks to their best friend's girlfriend." Jason said.

"Jase, don't get them involved in this. Don't get Ronny involved in this especially. He looks up to me, you know that." Nick said, holding onto Jason's hand on his neck. "That's exactly why he needs to watch." Jason said.

"Ronny! Come down!" Jason yelled. The feet of a small eight year old came running down the stairs, but stopped. The footsteps stopped, and the laughter did too.

"Jason, stop this. He's eight years old." I said, walking to the two boys. "Listen to her, man. Don't make him have nightmares." Nick said. "Shut up." Jason spat to Nick.

"It's okay Ron. Go back in your room. Or, better yet, go in mom's room. I think she needs a hug." Nick said, looking to his little brother. He nodded, and ran back up the stairs.

"I don't know why I ever trusted you. I should've known all this time you were telling Sophia about her past." Jason said. "Let me e-" "I didn't tell you to talk. For the past six months that we have been dating, you have been nothing but an asshole to her. And I am done with it." Jason said.

Nick's face got best red, and he broke. "Then dump her! She's not good for you! She's a whore, Jase! Don't you see it!? She was hugging Jackson yesterday! Leaning into him! She is cheating on you with Jackson! Everyone knows it! Just dump her already!" Nick screamed.

"She's not good for me because she's a whore? You're the one to talk, Nicklaus. You're the one who has girls out of the damn ying yang coming out to give you a nice blow." Jason said. I covered my mouth with my hands, and looked down.

"What if Christina found out that you were letting some other girl do her job for you? Huh? What if she found out about you and Sophia? What if your mom found out?" Jason asked. Nick didn't reply.

"Jason, you need to stop this. Stop running around with this girl. She is no good for you. She is cheating on you, and she'll probably end up pregnant with Jackson's baby by next year." Nick spat.

Jason didn't like that. He didn't like what he just said. He punched Nick in the jaw, then in the nose. It wasn't until Nick was on the ground, Jason stopped. He sat on Jason's waist, and punched the hell out of Nick, until he suddenly stopped.

"I want you to see something." Jason said, lifting Nick's lymph body up. He pulled me to him, and put his hand on my stomach. I looked at him with confusion all over my face. "Jason?" I asked.

"It's mine, Nick. Not Jackson's." He said. My eyes widened in fear, as I pulled back from Jason. "She's pregnant?" Nick asked. "With my baby. No one else's. Because anyone who puts their hands on her... Gets hurt." He said. I shook my head in confusion.

"Stop spewing information to Sophia. And I'll stop fighting you." Jason said, besides punching Nick in the face one last time. "I'm done with you." He laughed, before walking out with my hand in his.

"Whah the hell was that, Jason! You and I both know I am not pregnant!" I yelled, as I got in the car. "He needed to stop saying you were cheating on me." He replied. "And you told him I was pregnant!" I yelled. He rolled his eyes.

"What if he tells people!? Tells Sophia!? My life will be ruined, Jason! Did you even think about me!?" I yelled. He stopped the car in the middle of the road, and turned to me.

"Did I think of you? Of course I thought of you! Every second of every day you pop into my head! I always think of you, Talia! What I did back there, saved you! Because he won't tell shit to people, because he knows if he does, he won't be breathing anymore!" He screamed.

I shut my mouth, and nodded. "I hope you're right." I whispered. The rest of the car ride was silent. No one spoke, and no one had to.


"Are you ready?" Uncle Cile asked, as I smoothed my hands over my white dress. "I think so." I replied. He nodded, and linked his arm around mine. "Let's go." He smiled, as the doors opened.

Jason's bright smile was the only thing I saw. The way his eyes shined when he looked at me, like I was the only girl in the world. Jackson stood next to him, with the same smile as Jason, watching me.

Jason chose Jackson as his best man, since he's been by his and my side since the beginning of the relationship. My maid-of-honor is Amber. She's been also, by my side since the beginning, and what better way to thank your best friend?

"You look beautiful." Jason smiled, taking my hand in his. I smiled at him, and just stared into is big brown eyes that I love so much. The vail covered my face, which would be flipped up before Jason would kiss me.

"We are gathered here today to celebrate the holy matrimony of Natalia Lynn Grey-McKinley and Jason Robert Summers." I looked over at my mom, who was crying as she heard the last name.

After the whole speech the priest said, it was the vow time. "Natalia and Jason have written their vows from the heart. Natalia." He said.

"Jason, you were once known as the bad boy. And you were once known as the player. Don't get me wrong, you're still the bad boy... If you know what I mean. And you're still a player... When it comes to board games when Mace and Zackary come over. Since the first day we started dating, you said you were knew at dating. And you couldn't be more true.

"But since that day, you have loved me unconditionally, and accepted me for who I am, and who I want to be. You never stood in the way of letting me shine, and if you did, I shined brighter.

"I know... My dad would have loved to watch football with you, and talk with you. Thank you for loving me, and seeing me as your one and only." I finished.

"Talia, Lia, Tia, T, whatever you want to be called. When I first laid my eyes on you all those years ago, I knew you would be the one. We're not only in love, but we're perfectly imperfect. Our family was broken at one time. You had your mom, and I had mine.

"You decided to stay with me once my mom died, and that was when I knew I wanted to spend my life with you. You have always been there for me, and I want to keep it that way.

"I know I really suck writing this, but I did try. But Talia, I couldn't ask for a better, wife, best friend, advice giver, and companion." Jason said.

Jackson came over with the rings, and smiled, as we put them on each other's hands. I repeated after the priest and smiled. "I do." I said. Jason did the same, and smiled as well. "I do."

"With the power invested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. Jason, you may kiss your bride." He said.


"I'm sorry." Jason said, putting his hands around my waist, as I laid in bed. I took a deep breath, and continued to stare at the wall. "You're right. I shouldn't have said what I said. It was stupid, but I needed him to stop saying that." He said.

"I love you, I know you hate me right now." He said. "I don't hate you." I replied. "In fact, I love you more." I smiled, turning around. "You're perfectly imperfect." I said.

"Forgive me?" He asked. "Always." I replied, running my hands through his hair. He smiled, and kissed my nose.

"You know... I've been having these dreams." I informed. "Yeah?" He asked. I nodded. "About what?" He asked. "Us in the future. We have a little boy named Nathaniel Alexander. And we get married in the big church." I replied.

"Really?" He asked with a big smile on his face. I nodded. "That's sounds like a good future. Gives me something to look forward to." He smiled. "You're a dork." I laughed. "But I'm your dork." He smirked.

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