The Best Kept Secret.

-16- Mistakes.

~16. I'm sorry for events that happen in this chapter. All I can say is stuff happens. Enjoyyy ;) Love,

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Find me. Upstairs. We need to talk. A.

What the fuck? Who did he think he was? Find me. We need to talk.

Is he the boss of me or something? Did I give away my human rights so he could order me around?

Stupid ass. Why did we even need to talk? We didn’t even kiss. Why couldn’t he just get over it?

I was at a party for fuck sakes. Where I should be having fun, relaxing, drinking, with my friends. Not worrying about Alex and his stressy self.

“What’s up?” Matt asked into my ear, taking my beer from my hand.

“Nothing.” I shrugged. “Just sick of this. Think I need to get some air.” The loud music was seriously getting on my nerves, all the slutty whores grinding on their guy of the night.

“Want me to come with?”

“no. You stay. Look there’s Jake, go do some stupid shot competition, I’ll be fine.” I smiled, kissing his cheek. But he grasped my wrist and pulled me back.

“I love you.” He grinned, smashing his vodka flavored lips on mine.

“Yeah you too.”

“be back soon.”

“Of course.”

As soon as I was away from his eyesight, behind the wall in Taylor’s main foyer, I slipped up the stairs.

Alex’s text was too vague. This freaking mansion had like three upstairs floors. There was no way I could search every single room here.

I sent him a message back.

What floor?

Then I started trying handles on the first floor. If they were locked, they were probably either family rooms or someone was inside, getting a little bit of peace with their significant other. Which is where I should be right now. With Matt, downstairs, doing shots with Jake, or playing strip poker and then retreating to one of our houses or an empty room upstairs.

But instead I was looking for Alex. Alex! What was going through my head right now I didn’t even know. My phone buzzed.

2nd.

I cussed under my breath and made my way upstairs. His text was still too damn vague, but I carried out my door-to-door check.

It was only when I was at the middle of the hallway that a door finally opened. I felt relief, in the way I automatically assumed I’d found Alex.

I was right… In a way.

He was lying on the bed, his hands furiously tangled in Kayla’s blonde hair, their lips passionately colliding in a hungry lock, both of their eyes shut tight. Her hands were under his shirt and I could see every movement of them as they wandered over his chest and stomach. I heard the low rumble in his throat as well as she did even though I was still by the door. Her legs were straddling his waist, her hips grinding against his.

I felt bile rise in my throat and I swallowed it back.

What a sick bastard.

Did he call me up here so I would see this?

Was this his way of telling me that the almost kiss was an accident likeIi'd thought?

Tears burned in my eyes and one stung its way down my cheek. I watched them through clouded eyes as Kayla brought him up and ripped his shirt over his head.

That was when his eyes opened, connecting with mine, briefly, but I was gone before I could see what followed, racing down and out of the house, where my tears could free fall.

And these tears hurt. They poured out and stung all the way until they dripped from my chin, painting my skin in saltwater. Fuck. What was up with these tears?

A hand grabbed mine and pushed me towards a large trellis, roses entwined through the white glossed wood.

“Don’t cry.” He whispered.

At the sound of his voice, I stepped away, turning my back on him and wiping at my eyes.

“I’m not.” I spoke, indignantly.

“Yeah, you are. You can’t lie to me, Charlie.” Alex murmured,

“My name, is Charlotte.” I shot back at him.

“You call me Lex.” He reminded me.

“slip of the tongue.” I retorted.

“just listen. She wasn’t supposed to be there. I really did want to talk to you.” He grabbed for my hand again, but I pulled it away.

“I don’t care Alex. She’s your girlfriend. Kayla is. Now go back to her. I don’t even know why I’m crying anyway. Just forget all about it. The stupid almost kiss. Forget about it. It doesn’t matter. It won’t affect our friendship neither will it affect either of our relationships.” I hadn’t noticed, but he’d stepped in front of me, his face dangerously close.

“And what if I can’t forget?” He whispered.

“I-”

I started to reply and was cut off. By his lips. Crashing onto mine.

We were perfectly covered by the trellis and my body seemed to love this fact, as my own lips reacted eagerly to his kiss. His arms wrapped around me, his hands spread against my back, warmth soaking through my shirt as his tongue swiped my lip. I opened up, my brain still three hundred steps behind the rest of my body. I registered the taste of lipgloss on his tongue but I didn’t care. My hands ran through his silky soft mussed up hair, cupping the back of his neck, tugging at the short hairs that lay there. He groaned and pulled me closer. His thumb rubbed circles into my spine. One of my hands felt the barest touch of boxers and then skin as they inched up his shirt. This was better than I’d imagined. Way better. It was full of fire and passion. He lead us back towards the tiny seat and we squeezed on next to each other, not breaking our kiss for any of it. His hand cupped my cheek, our lips moving slowly now, sensually, a gentle smooth kiss, that was pure perfection.

This was the point that my brain decided to register what the fuck it was doing and my hand reacted in an equally swift and disgusted manner. I felt satisfaction when I heard the slap of my palm connecting with his cheek as I pulled away from the kiss, running from him before he got the chance to recover.

I just kept on running and running and running. Anywhere. I didn’t care that I’d left Matt back at the party or that I’d just slapped Alex. I didn’t care for any of it. I just wanted out. So I carried on running until finally I had to collapse to my knees from exhaustion.

The tears had started again on the way and I realized where I was.

The park.

The park where Alex and I watched clouds and ate ice-cream.

The place where it all started.

~Alex fans. I hope you enjoyed the kiss while it lasted. I guess that's all I can really say. Except I love you so please don't hate on me :') It has to happen i swear!

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