The Last Time

Chapter Five

Carlson

"And what were you thinking of doing?" Haven asks me curiously, curling her lips slightly. She looks up at me with slight curiosity. She waits for me to respond, watching my body language change as well as my expression.

"Having them break up," I tell her, knowing that breaking people up can be considered fucked up. I dont care though, since I know itll be the right thing in the long run. "I just dont know how," I tell her in a complaining sort of tone. "Shes fucking in love with that motherfucker."

Haven thinks for a moment, then her eyes light up as she looks up at me. "You could expose Matt? I heard that hes most likely cheating on her with Addison so you can probably expose him if you find out if this is actually true or not."

"HE'S FUCKING WHAT?!" I yell, clenching my fists out of anger. It isnt at Haven, so her expression doesnt change much. She isnt surprised or scared, already used to people being pissed or mad around her. She just nods , her expression not changing.

"How do you know?" I ask her, looking away from her so I'm not glaring at her. "Who did you get this information from?"

"Addisons girlfriend is suspecting this, and since we're friends shes told me incidents that made her think this. She has like sex tapes and shit, which she thinks is with Matt and Addison, but she cant get herself to watch them. Shes too gay for that shit. But it also doesnt help that they are exes so they could be from the past. They've also been caught casually hanging out, which is a big fucking red flag if you ask me."

I comprehend that for a second before talking again. "Is... is there any ways I cant get the tapes?" I ask Haven nervously.

She looks at me with a smirk. "Why? You wanna be better in bed that Matt is? Exceeding Alice's standards for a guy in bed with her?"

I laugh, rolling my eyes. "Oh what the fuck Haven. No, that's not why at all."

"Then why do you want to see them?" She asks me curiously. 

I sigh. "Since Addison had her natural hair color in her relationship with him but after they broke up and he got with Alice she dyed her hair purple."

Haven waits a second before nodding. "Oh shit good point. Yeah, I can try to obtain them for sure then."

I grin, a smirk on the side of my lips. "Appreciate it." 

She nods, grinning back. "Of course, any time."

I look ahead in silence, not saying anything else. Haven looks up at me, a curious expression on her face. "Carlson... I got a random question for you."

I look at her curiously. "What is it?" I ask her.

"Can I kiss you? Just for fun?" She asks me. "My girlfriend doesnt mind if it's a guy, since she knows I'll never leave her for one."

"Oh I know dont worry," I tell her with a laugh. "Wont be the first time we've done this." I say with a smirk on my lips. I sit down next to her, my legs also dangling off of the structure. She looks at me, smiling. 

"Just want to help you get your mind off of Alice and Matt for a bit," she tells me. "Reasonable enough?"

I nod, appreciating her offer. "It will definitely help. Thanks, Haven."

Haven nods, then leans her face in closer to me until her lips meet mine. She smiles behind the kiss. I close my eyes gently, knowing I did it at the same time as Haven's. That's how it always goes. I grab her waist lightly while she puts her hands on my hip.

I kiss her back, although not giving the kiss my all. She doesnt either, knowing that would be fucked up. We never do tongue or bite each other's lips or anything like that. Too romantic for either of us, considering we usually just kiss when we're grieving something and need something to get through it.

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Haven

Twenty minutes later

For some people, this seems like a fucked up thing to do. But we kissed, and that's all that happened. I knew this is what he needed so i gave it to him, knowing that's the solution to his problem.

Hes trying to stop smoking and drinking so this is his closest alternative.

A week and four days sober from drinking and exactly three weeks sober from smoking.

I dont want him to fuck this up.

Kissing is platonic until you have a romantic purpose, and we dont have a romantic interest in each other. 

"Emma! Can I crash for the night?" I yell, gently closing the front door. I'm at my girlfriend's house, since I don't feel like being at home right now. I know I should be at home, to help my dad with my moms shit... but I dont have the mental head space for that right now.

"Sure! Just wait there for a second, I'm changing, baby," she yells back, giggling to herself. I lean against the door, then bend down to slide off my boots.  I set them next to the door, where all the houses shoes are piled. "Sounds good!" I respond, smiling sheepishly.

My eyes look around the room, although I've been to her house more times then I can count. Her long wood stained kitchen table still has textbooks and drawing utensils stacked in the corner of the table, where the rest of the table is clear of anything else. There are five chairs surrounding the table, two on one side and the others on the remaining sides of the table. The side with two chairs are for me and Emma. The other chairs are for her mom, dad, and older sister. 

I then glance over at the living room, where it's being divided from then dining room by the staircase in the center of the rooms. Its slightly messy, with random clothing and items on the chairs and on the ground. 

I hear Emma's door open, then I hear her walking over to the top of the stairs. I look up and see her start to come down the stairs, her expression changing once she sees me. "Haven!" She exclaims excitingly, finishing her way down the staircase and running over and giving me a tight hug. I hug her back, laughing gently. "Excited to see me?" I tease her, hugging her up closer to me.

"Always," she tells me, then leaning back from the hug, her hands on my waist. She looks up at me, although we're only an inch and a half apart. She tilts her head slightly, looking at my lips. She observes them for a second then smirks. "You needed to help Carlson again, huh?" She asks me out of amusement.

"Yup," I nod, smiling softly. "How'd you know?"

She keeps her gaze on my lips then up at my eyes. "A bit of your lipstick is gone and your lips look hydrated and shit." She tells me observantly.

I laugh, grinning. "I never knew you observed me this closely, Em."

She giggles, smirking. "Now you know," she tells me, leaning in and pecking my lips before leaning back. "Want to watch a movie?" She asks. 

"Of course," I nod once again. I reach out for my hand, where she grabs mine lightly and drags me up the stairs and into her room, where she closes and locks the door. She leads me over to her bed, sitting down with me next to her. She looks at me for a second then down at her clothes. "You like my outfit?" She asks me, noticing I followed her gaze.

"It looks really nice on you," I tell her with a soft smile. I observe her outfit, taking it in. Shes wearing a black cropped long sleeve shirt that's cut so that it shows her collarbones and her chest, where there's a shadow in the top if her breasts. Shes also wearing vintage high cut faded jeans that have rhinestones on the front and back pockets. She doesn't have any shoes on , only wearing black high cut socks. 

She looks at me with her hazel eyes, a gentle expression on her face. Her blue hair is up in a messy bun, a pencil keeping it in place.

"Thanks, Haven," she tells me with a smile, leaning against m and turns towards the tv. She picks up the remote and looks at me. "So... what would you like to watch?" She asks me.

"Something that can help me escape the present," I tell her, sighing slightly. 

She nods.

"Fair enough."