The life of two

Fight for yo right

Damon walked me back to the hotel and kissed me before leaving.

"I really have to go."

"Okay, bye."

He ran to the car waiting for him.

"Hey, wait for a second! Are we something serious again?"

"Ask me again tomorrow!"

He smiled.

"It's a date."

I walked back to the room with the same feeling when he kissed me for the first time. I felt happy.

The room key was in my bag but I couldn't find it.

Shit, was it back there?

After a long time of looking I found it in the bottom of the bag.

I opened the door and I found Noah sitting on his bed. At first I remembered how angry I was at him but at the same time I felt too happy to be mad at him.

When he realized it was there he stood up.

"Hi! Where were you all day?"

"Out. Why?"

"I thought I saw you with a guy in that little baker shop."

He saw me??

"But then I thought that, that was impossible. So where were you?"

"At the baker shop..."

"So it was you??"

"Yeah, probably."

"Kissing a dude?"

"Well, he kissed me but kinda."

"Who was it anyways?"

"So many questions! At least let me take off my shoes. My foots are killing me!"

I took of my shoes and landed on my bed.

"So, who was it?!"

"Damon." I mumbled.

"I couldn't hear. How did you say it was?"

"Damon. Okay?"

"Your ex?!"

"Well, yeah. We meet we talked and somethings going on between us."

He looked chocked but before he could say something, I asked him a question.

"Where's Beverly, anyways?"

"She's, she's gone..."

"Ditched her?"

"No, I told her the truth."

"Which is?"

"That I'm in love with...

It doesn't matter."

"Noah, you can tell me."

"You. I'm in love with you."

"Is that what you thought when you slept with Beverly?"

"I was drunk, and she wasn't."

"Look, I don't care. But anyways it's to late now. Because when I said that what we had wasn't anything serious, you could had protested and said that you had feelings for me. But you didn't. And what you did was unfair to both me and Beverly."

"I was drunk."

"Drunk? Even I can control myself when I drunk."

"Oh was that why we slept together? Is that how good you can "control" yourself."

"Fuck you, Noah. Just because you're miserable doesn't mean that I have to be. I actually like Damon and I'm prepared to give him another chance."

"Oh yeah, he who also slept with another chick."

"I don't care about that. At least not that much that I'll let it affect this."