Dirty Pretty Things//Jared Padalecki//002//Jensen Ackles//That's What You Get When You Let Your Heart Win//

Lana's POV
"Great, Just when I thought the day couldn't get any worse. Chris is coming to get us".
Jared accentuated his announcement witha deep sigh as he folded his arms across the broad, muscular expanse of his chest petulantly. Had we still been dating this would be the part where I surrendered and gave him whatever he wanted. The familiar scent of candy and the spicy cologne he wore lingered under my nostrils and I suddenly felt like I was fifteen again, terrified that my dad would come out and catch us in whatever compromising position we happened to be in that night. I quickly pursed my lips to disguise my smile as Jared caught wind of it, not wanting to give him the impression that I was happy to be here or ready to forgive him. If I was honest I really was a bit of both but I didn't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing that once again his stupid, dorky smile and dimples and hair and just everything had won me over.
"What's the beef with you two anyway? It's kinda pathetic how you guys argue over Jensen like dogs with a squeak toy". I didn't know many people who didn't like Chris. There wasn't much not to like about the guy, he was hot, he was talented, he was a musician, he had some sweet tattoos and he was as Texas as they come. Jared scowled in offence at my allegation, throwing a dirty look out of the rear mirror as he checked for signs of Chris' truck.
"Its not about Jensen, I just hate the way he's always making fun of me. He's always saying I'm not a proper Texan just because I don't think all gays and criminals should be shot and I don't hold my liquor too well. Well actually I can, its just that after too much I can't y'know.... perform and oh my god why am I still talking". I bit my lip to supress my laughter as colour flushed Jared's cheeks and ears, it wasn't like he was telling me anything I didn't already know. From the rambling it was evident he hadn't changed, despite all the time apart and being with other people, and engaged even, he was still my Jared both inside and out.
"Maybe you should be having this reassuring conversation with your fiancee, where is she by the way?". Jared glanced out of the window awkwardly, twisting his hands anxiously in his lap as I looked on guiltily. From the missing ring and her absence I was pretty sure i'd figured it out already but I didn't want to jump to conclusions and put my foot in it.
"I don't have a fiancee anymore, we broke up. Something just didn't feel right about the whole thing y'know". I looked on curiously at the nonchalance in his tone, there didn't appear to be any bitterness or hurt that'd you'd normally associate with a break up. I 'd be lying if I said I wasn't pleased that it didn't work out, from what Jen and Jensen had told me he was better off without her.
"And it only took three years for you to figure it out" I replied dryly, trying to sound as sympathetic as possible. Jared's eyes met mine through the deep, brown layers of his fringe, his face inches away from mine meaning that every time he spoke his breath stroked my chin and lower cheek in warm, short bursts. My eyelashes swept my cheeks in a moment of weakness as my eyes involuntarily slipped shut and I allowed myself to enjoy the opportunity to be this close to him again.
"I was in denial for a while, I stopped loving her a long time ago, I'm not sure if i really ever did, I just wasn't ready to admit why". I pulled my head back sharply atthe engine, which I assumed to be Chris' truck, sounded in the distance as Jared leaned in slowly. My heart thudded wildly in it's flesh and bone confines and my stomach was doing somersaults that an olympic gymnast would be proud of asI tried my best to convince myself it was for the best that I didn't let anything happen, after the weekend he'd be gone and I couldn't handle losing him again.
"Oh good, Chris is here" I smiled forcibly, trying my best not to pay attention to the look of disappointment on Jared's face as I stepped out of the car.