Kirstie's point of view:
"Who is that?"
"Who? Where?"
He turned around and his smile disappeared. Jeremy. Why was he here?
"Oh, hi Kirstie, Scott. I was just here with my NEW girlfriend. This is Karen."
He hugged the girl who was next to him.
"Okay, what do you want, asshole?"
"Scott, don't get mad. It's okay."
"No it's not. He hurt you, and I can't forgive him for that."
"Oh, I see you have a new lover as well, Kirst."
"Don't call me that. And we aren't dating."
"Are you sure, Kirst? You seem pretty close to me."
Okay, maybe we were a little close, I mean a lot, but we weren't dating. I do like Scott, but with Jeremy around now, I wouldn't feel comfortable telling him.
"She said to not call her that. If you keep doing this shit then I'm going to have to teach you a lesson."
"BOTH OF YOU STOP IT!"
I couldn't let them fight. I know Scott means well, but I don't want anyone getting hurt.
"This is ridiculous. Can't we just swim in peace, Jeremy?"
"You know what? Whatever. Me and Karen will go somewhere else. You win... For now."
Thank God they left. But what did he mean "for now"?
"What an asshole. I can't believe you dated him."
"It's like, he is a whole different person."
"At least he's gone."
"Do you want to grab a drink?"
"Sure, why not?"
We drank a few cocktails, or maybe a lot. I don't remember. We just got really, really drunk, okay? I didn't want to, but it just... happened.
We stumbled into the room giggling like children. We closed the blinds and put the "do not disturb" sign on the door. Scott and I sat on the bed and he crawled closer to me and smiled at me.
I smiled back at him and he began to kiss my neck.
Scott's point of view:
Kirstie giggled as I slid my arms around her waist. I let go of the kiss and looked deep into her eyes. She smirked at me and pulled my face to meet hers and kissed me. I thought she didn't want something like this. Maybe it was the booze, maybe she let go of her fears, I will never know.
"I love you." I whispered.
"I love me, too." She joked.
"You idiot." I smiled.
I pulled her into my arms and stood up, spinning her in circles. She squealed and held tight on my neck. I felt dizzy and tripped flat on my back. I looked at her in shock and we both laughed. I love her. I do. She is all I want. She is all I need.
I just want to know if she feels the same way.
