Until The End

Hold Your Breath

>>Alison's POV<<

"No, I don't want to do this now, actually." I sighed. "I didn't come to pick a fight."

Ashley took a deep breath. "Why did you come then?"

I just told her. Is she deaf or something? Get a hearing aid. I shouldn't have to repeat myself to 16 year old girls. If I've ever hated something in my life, it's repeating myself. "I told you, I'm meeting someone."

"Who?" Lucy raised her eyebrows and spoke with an attitude. "Go on, who are you meeting?"

I rolled my eyes. "Nobody you need to be concerned about, get your own life."

Shay sighed. "Guys, can we stop this? I hate fighting. I can't take sides, I don't want to, and you're acting like I have to."

I'm not acting like anything. I still have trust issues with Shay, and I used to feel like I could tell her anything. I guess not. "If Lucy hadn't started this, then I wouldn't ha-"

"Alison," Ashley spoke quietly, looking a bit pale. "Just stop."

Can her heart please stop? I hate her. I only came to say hi. "You stop."

Troian thumped her fist on the table. In fright, I shrieked back. God, psycho alert. "You're a liar. You're a bitch. I don't want you in me or my friends presence."

I tutted and rolled my eyes. "Same old sugar, honey."

Lucy, with major pissed off face spoke, "Alison, I am on my last straw. Leave."

How could she tell me to leave? She can't. She can't tell me what to do because she doesn't own me. Nobody owns me. I hate her so much, and I'm wondering why she hates me. "Don't tell me what to do!"

"Alison," Shay sighed. "We were in the middle of a conversation."

"Yes, and we're in one right now, aren't we? I'd hate to leave in the middle of it." I smirked at her, flipping my hair back. "Oh, there's my friend. Don't have fun without me."

I skipped off to the table for two that was across the restaurant.
Sitting down in front of her, I mysteriously smiled at her.

"Do you want to me buy you a coffee?" I asked, my hands clasped on the table.

She rolled her eyes. "I'll only be here for a few minutes. I can't stay any longer, they could see me."

Hm, she was right, well it's possible. I nodded my head, agreeing. "So, when're you going back?"

"In an hour."

"Good, that'll give us enough time..."

>>Ashley's POV<<

We had left the restaurant.
I couldn't do it anymore, I ran home.

>>Lucy's POV<<

I was angry. I was raging. I was at boiling point. How dare Alison come to our table only to start a fight? I don't care if she says she wasn't, because you never know when Alison is actually taking baby steps and telling the truth.

I didn't care. At all. I didn't care what the girls thought of me or Ezra, or me AND Ezra. Right now, all I cared about was myself. I know what you're thinking, 'what a selfish girl' but actually, caring about myself doesn't mean I'm selfish. There's a difference between love and like.

Ashley had already went home, Shay and Troian were with me not far from the restaurant. They kept trying to convince me to go to the mall with them. Every time I refused because all I wanted to do was see Ezra.