RecapMystery girl then brushed past me and walked into the house before I could say something.
Suddenly I heard someone gasp loudly and when I turned Peter had his eyes as wide as saucers, so I'm guessing it was him who gasped.
I went to ask him what was wrong but before I could he stretched his arm out and pointed at Mystery girl with his index finger. I seemed to be getting cut off a lot today.
"It's you!" He all but shouted.
Mystery girl let out a deep sigh.
"I knew this would happen."
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Mystery POV"One more!" I slur at the bartender, who looks at me with a perplexed expression on his face.
"Sir, I don't think you should be having any more." He says with his brows furrowed.
I chuckle darkly at this. "That's what she used to say, and I listened to her." I clench the glass tighter in my hand. "She told me I was going regret it later, that it wasn't good for me, and I listened." I grit me teeth together.
"Turns out she was what was bad for me, she was the thing I regret." I close my eyes and clench my jaw, trying to get rid of the images of her imprinted in my brain. Her killer smile that could brighten up a room and make my heart my heart beat faster. Her laugh that was the most wonderful sound in the world and could turn my bad day, good. Her smirk that she always had on her face whenever she was right and I was wrong, which was most of the time. The worried expression on her face she had when I hurt myself.
"She fixed me, then she ruined me." I ramble to the bartender.
"She was the best thing that happened to me, then the worst."
"Sir- the bartender starts but I cut him off.
"When I told her I loved her and she said she loved me back I was the happiest guy in the world, I know now that I fell in love with her the day I met her all that time ago."
"Sir plea- I continue, ignoring him with my eyes drooping.
"She was different, I felt it then and there when I set my eyes on her, I denied that I loved because I was scared, scared because I had never felt anything like this before" I continue my ramble unaware of the fact that I'm the only one left in the bar and that it's nearing two o'clock in the morning.
"You know what? I quit!" The bartender yells, then storms out of the bar.
"A guy can't even talk to someone about his feelings" That's the last thing I say before I pass out.
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Ashton's POVYou know that moment, when you are totally confused and you have no idea what's going on.
I was having that moment right now.
"Wait, you know each other" I asked, frowning at Peter and the girl confused by the fact that Peter knew a girl like her. I mean well, she's not exactly his type, actually I don't know his type because he has never brought a girl home or been seen with one. But if he had a type I don't think she would be his type. He has never been seen with a girl.
Ever.
So it's a bit- scratch that, a huge shock for us.
Peter and Noah are twins and out of those two, Noah is the more of a ladies man. Peter, doesn't pay any attention to the girls that always flock around him, says he doesn't like it.
He was always the weird twin.
Mystery girl walked up to Peter and put his arm back down which was still up, in fact he was frozen in place.
"How dare you come here." Peter exclaims, looking mad.
Mystery girl rolled eyes and grabbed Peters arm. She then turned towards us.
"Me and Peter are going to have a little chat in the kitchen, see you later losers." With that Mystery girl spins on her heel and dragges Peter towards the direction of the kitchen.
Wait, how did she know where the kitchen was. I am positive I have never seen her here before, but then again she does seem familiar.After a couple of seconds of us just standing there blinking at each other, four bulky guys come in through the door holding two suitcases each. They put them down then walk straight back out without as much as saying a word.
"What the heck just happened?" Noah asks with a dumbfounded expression as he stares in the direction that Peter and M.G (mystery girl) just headed in.
"What the heck indeed" I reply, still dazed.
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