Him

Invitation.

"And we got carried away." I explained to everyone what happened in the room and they just sat there. Tom sat on the opposite end of me, ignoring me. Of course he was. "I thought you guys hated each other." Bill said raising an eyebrow. "We do. So I don't know what happened in there. I guess I let my body do the thinking instead of my brain. I don't want him." I said in a harsh tone, making sure it got to Tom. He winced and sucked in a breath. "Tom? Anything you might like to add?" Bill said nodding at him. He looked at me for a second before looking at Bill. "No, I let my dick do the thinking. I agree with everything she said." 'good, it's better this way.' I thought, but some part of me didn't wanna believe that. I wanted to believe that we both wanted each other. But if we did end up getting together, it would be toxic as fuck. I knew that and I'm sure he knew that. But I wanted him. No, I needed him. 

Tom's POV: 

What I said, wasn't true. I wanted her. I wanted her to be mine, and only mine. I didn't want any other guy touching her. I didn't want any other guy looking at her, or knowing what she tastes like. So when she said she didn't want me, it hurt. But I wouldn't tell anyone that. She did something to me. I don't know what, but it was something. Aria made me feel something towards her. I didn't wanna just fuck her and go to the next girl. No I wanted to be with her, where ever she was, I wanted to be. I followed her out to the car, and I was being quiet. I sat in the back, away from Aria. 'back to enemies now I guess.' I thought. She was laughing with Bill, and that irritated me. I don't know why, but it did. I wanted it to be me the reason why she was laughing, not my twin brother. "Tom, why don't you join us?" Bill asked looking up at me, still smiling. "No, I'm good." I said, the tone in my voice was harsh and bitter, but I didn't care. I looked back out the window watching the trees disappear behind us as we continued driving. Aria was laughing and smiling. Seeing her smile made me smile. I loved that smile. She was beautiful, even with her stitches. "Aria, when do your stitches come out?" I asked. "I don't know and why do you care?" She glared at me and I glared right back at her. "Because the stitches make you uglier than what you already are." I said, her face faltered for a second before going straight back to the glare she was giving me. I didn't mean it, of course not. I thought she looked beautiful with the stitches. "Sorry I'm not your fucking mirror." She said quick and harshly. "I think she's still pretty with or without stitches." Bill said smiling. "Thank you, also, weren't you the one who commented under my instagram saying 'pretty girl'?" She retorted. "Before I knew what your face fucking looked like." I said in a bitter tone. Her eye twitched and before I even know what happened next, she punched me. Straight in the nose. "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" She screamed in my face. She had a good punch not gonna lie. "First, you only complimented my body, but if you had seen the scars that were there, would you not say anything? Second, you said you wanted me and almost fucking went down on me. And NOW, your calling me fucking ugly? You need fucking help." She said bitterly. I didn't say anything. I didn't know what TO say. "I-I'm sorry." Was all I said. "Yea, well sorry's not gonna fucking cut it." She said harshly. "Georg, just drop me off here. I'll walk home." She sighed, rubbing her temples. "No, Aria. He didn't mean it." Bill said. "Nah, it's fine, I'll walk. I don't wanna be in this fucking car with him anymore." She said and scoffed. "Ok. Text me when you get home so I know you didn't get murdered and kidnapped." Bill said and I rolled my eyes. She nodded and said "Mary-Anne you coming with?" "No, I wanna hang out with Gustav for a few." Mary-Anne nodded towards Gustav and they both smiled. "Ok, I'll see you at home?" She asked sounding hopeful. "Of course!" Mary-Anne exclaimed. She nodded and Georg stopped the car, letting her get out. I knew I wasn't gonna hear the end of this later tonight at home. 

Aria's POV: 

I started walking. To be honest, I didn't know where the house was but I just wanted to leave the car. I didn't wanna be around him if I cried. I wasn't going to but I wanted to and I didn't want him to see that if I did. I decided to call my brother to come pick me up because I had no fucking idea where I was, besides that I was at a shady 7 Eleven. I grabbed my phone and called Alex. It only rang three times before he answered. 
"Yea?"
"Hey Alex, can you come pick me up?"
"Yea of course. Where are you?" 
"Uhm, I'm at a shady 7 Eleven?" 
"I thought the guys were gonna drop you off back home?" 
"They were, but me and Tom got into it and I didn't wanna be in the same fucking car as him."
"Ah, ok. Can you describe everything to me right now?" 
"Uhm, it's a fucking 7 Eleven I don't fucking know." 
I heard him laughing on the other end and I rolled my eyes.
"What car are you driving?"
"The SUV" 
"Ok, well I'll just look out for an SUV." 
"What side are you on?" 
"West"
"Alright, I'm coming."
"K bye love you."
"Love you too." And I hung up. I sat on the curb waiting for my brother, but after about 15 minutes, Tom was calling me. I declined it several times before finally answering. 
"What?" 
"Where are you?"
"At a shitty 7 Eleven, bye." 
"ARIA NO."
"WHAT."
"Your brother texted Bill to come pick you up because he couldn't find where you were, but Bill couldn't so I have to."
"No."
"What?"
"I'd rather get kidnapped then get in a fucking car with you."
"Aria, don't make this any more fucking difficult than it has to be."
"No. I'm not getting in a fucking car with you."
"Well, looks like your gonna have to soon."
"No."
"I'm right around the fucking corner and it's getting late."
"I'd rather die." I hung up. I started walking to the the opposite direction Tom said he was gonna be pulling around, but he pulled up next to me. "Aria, get in the car." He was frustrated, I could tell, his German accent was coming off strong. It was attractive as fuck, but I'm too petty for this. I kept walking and he kept driving. "NO." I yelled at him. He smirked and said "Your hot when you're mad. Get in the car." "No asshole, I'm not getting in a car with you of all people." I said rolling my eyes. He stopped the car and got out. He ran in front me and put his hands on my forearms. "Aria, I'm sorry for earlier." I don't want your stupid fucking apology Tom. Apologies don't mean shit." I said wriggling out of his grasp. "Aria. JUST GET IN THE FUCKING CAR." He yelled in my face. "FINE." I yelled back in his face. "Thank you." He said lowering his voice. He slid his hand down to wrist and I smacked his hand away. "Get.In.The.Car." He said, gritting his teeth. "I fucking am, let go Tom." I said looking into his eyes. God, I loved his eyes. He let me go and I went to the passenger side of the car. I stood there for a minute and he stood there waiting for me to get in. He put his hands on the car and stretched his arms out. He groaned and said "I'm not playing this game with you right now. Get in." "I am." I opened the door and got in. He let his arms dangle to the side of his baggy pants before finally getting in the car. He started driving towards what I believed was my place. "Listen, you don't have to say anything but please let me say something." He said, looking over at me, playing with his lip piercing. I crossed my arms and nodded my head. "Thank you. I'm sorry about earlier, when I said that. I didn't mean it. I think the stitches look good on you. Sie passen zu Ihnen"-They suit you. I didn't say anything, I just stared at the road. "Aria, I'm also sorry for earlier, when I almost went down on you." He said quieter this time. I sighed, uncrossing my arms and leaning my head back against his seat. "It's fine, Tom." I said quietly. "No, It's not. I shouldn't have done that. I shouldn't have said I wanted you and then said all that. That was wrong. See the truth is, I wouldn't normally care about this kind of stuff with other, women. But you make me wanna say sorry and mean it." He finished and I took a quick glance at him. "Ok." I said. We didn't talk for the rest of the car ride, which was super short, considering we were probably 15 minutes away from my grandmas. 

He stopped in front of my house and stopped the car. He played with his piercing and I got out. "Aria! Wait, there's a party tomorrow at mine. You should come." He said I turned abruptly and walked towards him. He smirked that smirk he always done, and I wanted to crumble under it. I slapped him and it left a red mark on his face. "THAT'S for being a dick to me." I said and he smiled, danger dancing in his eyes. I punched him, in the jaw this time. "THAT'S for making me feel like shit." I said "So it's a yes?" He said, smiling. I thought about this for a minute, deciding whether or not I wanted to go. "Fine." "Good, I'll pick you up at 2." He said, smirking. 'God, the things this man does to me.' "1, that's early as fuck. 2, I didn't say you were picking me up." I said scoffing. "Nun, ich bin so was von damit einverstanden" He said in German.- Well, you are so deal with it "Gut, aber wir gehen nicht zusammen rein."-Fine, but we're not going in together. I replied in German, walking away from him.