Friends for-never

Choices

Ally's party outfit ^^^^

Ally

I walk into my room later that night thinking about Makayla's invite. I didn't see why not, I mean, what did I have to do tonight? Though thoughts of picking Bryan over Joseph did run through my mind, bringing me guilt ridden thoughts I told myself that Bryan was my boyfriend now, and that's what mattered. But just like she felt something for Tray, I felt something for Joseph, though what it was, wasn't the same as Bryan.

I roll my eyes at myself in disgust as I reach for my phone. That saying that says "If you love two people at once, choose the second because you never really loved the first otherwise," was a load of shit, and whoever thought it up should be shot in my opinion. I found texts from two of my friends and my boyfriend on my lock screen. Putting in my passcode I then tap on Bryan's and ask if he wants to go to a party tonight. Looking at Pie's simple "At the party, expecting to see your white ass here tonight." made me smile at her bluntness. I answer telling her we would both be there. Glancing over Joseph's "Hi" I reply with a mere "What?" before tossing my cell onto my bed after setting it on Pandora.

Walking over to my closet as I mumble along to the song "Here" I pull out the bag I had thrown into it earlier. Throwing that onto the bed also I go in search for my black combat boots and toss those over too. After getting changed I slip them onto my feet just as I hear a knock on my door.

Confused at who would actually have the manners to knock, I call out, "It's open." I see Bryan in the doorway that grin placed on his dark clear face. Sighing in relief I smile back at him knowing very well I didn't have make up on and probably looked like a troll.

Walking over I close the door and then look up at him, "Since when do you knock?" I ask my voice amused.

"Since your mother is downstairs watching TV, didn't know she was a Twilight fan." He jokes and I roll my eyes knowing that even if I hated the sparkling vampires my mom loved them. Starting to walk toward my vanity I was surprised, to say the least, when he pulled me back to him. I turn around a smile curling my lips as I try to hide the small blush I had.

He leans down and kisses me softly and I react impulsively, on my toes to meet his lips.

He pulls away a smug smile shaping them, "A party, huh?"

I turn around and go to my mirror taking out my makeup, "That's right, its a kind of hood party, and me being nearly all Irish, I'm going to need a black escort." I reply laughing at my own joke.

He walks up behind me, watching me as I apply my eyeshadow in the reflection of us, "Using me to get into parties now? Shameful." I pull back from the mirror and look at my shading job as I answer in a mock haughty voice,

"Well you have to be good for something."

He laughs out loud and yanks lightly on my hair making me glare at him, "You want to redo my hair?" I ask turning my neck to look up at him.

"No, no, I'd like to take it down though." He says playfully wiggling his eyebrows making my dreaded laugh escape me, my head thrown back in complete amusement. I knew I probably looked like a dying otter but oh well.

"God, whatever Bryan." I say blushing at the comment, I didn't even find it that embarrassing its just how I react to anything like that. Fucking weird.

"So cute when your pale cheeks fill with color." He says and I just shake my head smiling at him through the mirror as I do the rest of my makeup. Snapping my blush compact shut, I look at the blonde fair skinned girl in the mirror and then at the tall smiling guy behind her. I sigh as I start putting things away.

"Can you pause my music?" I ask but his eyes mischievous he looks at me. I knew that look, and how it made my heart flutter more than once in the past, and is doing so right now.

"Promise to redress you." he says playfully already knowing I was considering it. Biting my lightly glossed bottom lip, I act as if I'm considering.

"No, we have to go, Bryan, we're already late." I say smiling as I start to move across the room to my phone.

"You're so mean to me." he says in mock despair making me chuckle as slide my cell into the back pocket of my shorts.

I turn to him and on the toes of my black combat boots I kiss him lightly, "Patience is a virtue."

"Says the one who always tells me that patience is full of shit." he says dryly and I only shrug giving him the innocence of my eyes, making him roll his own, "Come on." he groans out and I giggle in return. Something I don't do lightly.