You Can Trust Me.

Chapter 5- Dinner plans

~Allison's P.O.V~

I quickly headed into the school and pushed people out the way to my locker. I was not in the mood for anyone today... I still had bruises all over myself and last night, after I made Chris dinner, I ran up to my room with one of the kitchen knives. I hadn't done that in a long time... I hadn't felt the need to do it in a long time. I was a year sober from cutting, well, not anymore. It became a serious problem, so I was able to stop a year ago, and make myself promise not to do it again. Well, I broke that promise. Because of stupid Chris.

I walked to my locker and opened it. I got the books I would need and organized the inside for a little while. Then all of a sudden, there was a pink slip of paper hiding in the back. Its not mine. I hate pink, and I refuse to have anything to do with the girly color. So... how did that paper get in my locker? I picked it up slowly, and unfolded it to read it.

Hi, Allison. Sorry about the color of this note. I know you hate pink, but I didn't have any other color of paper so this was the best I can do. Can you do me a favor, Allison? Can you look behind your locker door and learn how to say 'Hi' to people?

What the hell? No name on it, no date, no signature or symbol. No way of seeing who its from. I shrugged and ripped the paper into shreds. Piece by piece of the neon pink note fell to the floor, which made me smile. There was a sudden cough from behind my locker door. Whoever it was, was probably the one who put the note in my locker. I slammed my locker shut and looked at the tall man standing before me.

"Hey, Allison." Collin smiled.

"Are you the one that left that lame note in my locker?" I questioned him.

"Yup." he smirked.

"How do you even know where my locker was?" I raised my eye brow.

"I got my people." he chuckled.

"What do you want?" I smiled at him, then mentally slapped myself for being so nice to him. I'm not suppose to be nice to anyone.... having a friend would be creating a weak spot for me. Because if I loose him, then I'm exposed more to everyone that loves to hurt me. I cant be weak. But it has gotten lonely not having a friend...

"I wanted to ask you a question." his smirk disappeared, and a forced smile was left on his face.

"You don't look very happy about this question." my smile disappeared too. He suddenly looked uncomfortable and nervous. What was wrong with him?

"I'm kinda being forced to ask it..." he put his hand on the back of his neck and looked to the floor.

"You don't have to if you don't want to." I assured him.

"Yeah, but I'd rather not risk it and just ask you the stupid question." he sighed.

"Okay. Ask away."

He started to blush and took a small deep breath before he said the words, "Would you like to come over my house today for dinner?" he rushed out.

Was he asking me on a date? No, no, no, no, no Collin. He couldn't be asking me on a date... He knows how I feel about being around people. Hell, everyone knows how I feel about being around people. I cant be friends with him, let alone be his girlfriend. Jesus lord, I met the guy yesterday.

"Are you asking me on a date?" I blurted out and took a small step back.

"N-no! Its a friend type of thing!" he said quickly, taking a step back as well. His cheeks were more red than before. He was blushing a lot.

"Oh... okay. You got me worried for a second." I laughed a little, which caused him to smile and chuckle a little bit.

"So.... is that a yes, or a no?" he asked softly.