Broken Hart [Completed]

A teenager of eighteen years of age that had light brown, almost blonde hair, brown eyes with a muscular body that was scattered with various tattoos and scars returned back home to the college home, Aldridge House that he was renting with his friends, following the run he had taken that morning.

Entering the home, Peter Grayson heard the sounds of the T.V. and made his way into the living room where he found his best friend, Hollie Hart sat on the couch, curled up in his blanket, tears streaking down her eyes as she watched some romantic movie, he couldn't place the name of.

Taking in the sight of his best friend, Hollie Hart; a tall woman with porcelain skin and had long brown hair, honey-brown eyes with an hourglass body with very large breasts and a curvy ass, that the blanket she was wrapped in did very little to hide the outline of her figure, Peter couldn't help but feel bad for his friend, especially since he knew the movie that was playing was really masking the since of heartache that the brunette was feeling. It had been a week since Hollie and her girlfriend, Peter's other friend, Asa O'Reilly had broken up.

Peter still wasn't certain about the reasons for the break-up between two of his oldest friends but both women returned home last week heartbroken and taking in the fact that they both shared a room at Aldridge House and now had to awkwardly skirt around each other, things had come to a head when Asa announced just yesterday that she and her best friend, Sara Rose, their other housemate and friend were going to leave for Sara's grandparents ranch so that she could gather her thoughts.

"You know that's my blanket?" Peter said in an effort to lighten the mood and announce his presence.

"Peter?" Hollie softly said as she quickly sat up and tried to wipe away her tears from her face. "Sorry...." Hollie mumbled. "I couldn't sleep. I kept thinking about... And your room is so unfamiliar... So I came here and put something on to distract myself..."

"I know what you mean." Peter sighed, thinking about how he had given up his bedroom in the house to Hollie once they had been informed about the break-up and how weird it felt to sleep on the couch.

"I'm sorry because of Asa and I you lost your room." Hollie apologised.

"It's fine. This couch is not the worse place I've slept." Peter shrugged as he noticed Hollie's eyes turn back to the T.V.

Turning his attention to the screen, Peter noticed the main character portrayed by Vivienne Young confess her undying love for her love interest, a character portrayed by Wendy Sears, choosing the blonde over her boyfriend before he looked back at Hollie whose eyes began to water at the scene.

"No," Peter shook his head, causing Hollie to look up at him in confusion. "We're not doing this. We're not having you sit here and cry while watching movies, thinking about Asa," Peter said before taking Hollie by the hand and brought her up and off the couch. "Get ready, put on something nice because we're going out."

"I don't know, Peter." Hollie sighed.

"It wasn't a choice, Hols," Peter said. "Get dressed. We're gonna help you get over Asa."

A slightly short teenager with short black hair, brown eyes and a muscular-body, dressed in a T-shirt and a pair of jeans, stepped out of the locker room of the gym at Redwater University following basketball practice. Taking a quick look at his phone, Jerome Verne noticed from the corner of eye, a familiar face belonging to his friend, Nathan Fell's now ex-girlfriend, Claire Upton.

Claire Upton was ebony woman with brown eyes, black hair which was currently dyed pink and a very slender figure with large breasts and a curvy ass highlighted by the crop-top, ripped jeans and leather jacket she was wearing.

"Claire?" Jerome said as he made his way over to teenager. "What are you doing here?"

"I..." Claire awkwardly paused. "I was hoping to see Nathan..."

"Right." Jerome nodded as he thought of his best friend and the history he had with the girl standing before him.

Nathan and Claire had been dating since they were thirteen years old and had been inseperable since, with Claire often hanging around Jerome, Peter, Hollie and the rest of their clique so it came as a surprise to everyone when Nathan and Claire broke-up just over a month ago, the pair telling everyone that they had simply lost whatever spark had drawn them together in the first place.

"Nathan's not here," Jerome informed Claire. "He didn't show up for practice."

"He didn't?" Claire said in surprise and the teen nodded.

"Did you want him? Did you guys need to talk?" Jerome wondered.

"I..." Claire paused and sighed, shaking her head. "It's stupid... Never mind... Forget I was here..."

"Claire we've known each other for a long while now," Jerome said. "I know you were dating Nathan and he's my best friend but you can still talk to me."

"It's stupid," Claire sighed. "Ever since Nate and I broke up..." Claire paused. "I've been lonely."

"Lonely?" Jerome said in surprise since lonely wasn't a word he would have associated with the would-be singer.

"Like I said it's stupid," Claire shook her head. "It's just ever since Nate and I started dating I've hung out with you lot and I know once we broke up, you guys went to your friend and I went back to mine but the Sirens and I we're different now, the dynamic is different..."

"I get it," Jerome nodded in agreement. "You spent all that time with us, it's changed things. I know it's been weird not having you sit with us the past month..."

"I know and I dunno, I guess all that lonely just got to me and I dunno, it just seemed like a good idea to talk to Nate and..." Claire tried to explain herself.

"And get back together?" Jerome said and Claire winced. "Look I'm not gonna say that's what you should do but you both broke up for a reason and getting back together just because your lonely isn't a guaranteed reason for success the second time around."

"I know, I know... I just..." Claire shook her head.

"Look, how about this? Regardless of what happened between you and Nathan, you're still my friend. Especially after all that time we've spent together so how about you and I go hang out as friends?" Jerome suggested.

"I don't need you to take pity on me..." Claire began to say.

"It's not pity. It's me offering to hang out with my friend," Jerome said. "So, come on, friend, let's hang out."

"Alright," Claire nodded with a small smile. "What are you thinking?"

"How good are you with video games?" Jerome said with a grin.