Torn

32 - Date Part II

I looked at Ashton with disbelief on my face. I was so confused, who was she?

"I'm sorry but who the fuck are you?" I exclaimed.

"Sweetie I just told you. I. Am. Bryana. And. I. Am. Ashton's. Girlfriend." She said as if I was a French person lost in America.

"Yeah I heard you the first time 'sweetie' " I quoted her.

"Well you should have listened shouldn't you." I bit my tongue, I was determined not to let this crazy person ruin this date.

"So Ashy why are you going on dates when you have a girlfriend, huh?"

"Bry, we broke up." Ashton said through gritted teeth.

"Oh no we didn't."

"Yes we did."

"We didn't." She singsonged.

"Yes we di-"

"Will someone just tell me what the fuck is going on here." I exclaimed, making everyone in the restaurant turn and look at us.

Ashton stuttered, trying to get his words out but failing.

"Forget it, I'm leaving." I stood up and so did Ashton. I glared at him and he didn't even bother to stop me from leaving.

I stormed out of the restaurant, feeling lots of pairs of eyes on me.

As I reached the door, I turned back to see Bryana had taken my seat and her and Ash were laughing about something.

Hot tears spilled onto my cheeks and I didn't bother to wipe them.

I hurried along the side walk back to the hotel and my vision blurred in front of me.

I reached the hotel and headed straight to Charlie's room. I knocked on his door, sobs racking my body.

The door swung open and Charlie immediately wrapped me in his arms, not minding that I was soaking his T-shirt.

"Do you want to tell me what's up." My brother whispered. I shook my head furiously, still sobbing into his chest.

"Do I need to kill a bitch." He asked, making me smile a little.

I pulled away from Charlie a little, looking up at this 6 foot giant.

"No we don't need to kill a bitch." I told him.

"Av can I tell you something?"

I nodded in response.

"You look like shit."

"Geez thanks." I laughed with no emotion. "I think I'm just gonna go back to my room and get some sleep."

"Okay, I'll see you in the morning." He hugged me a final time and I made my way to my room.

When I heard Charlie's door shut I turned around and headed in the other direction. One destination in my head: Calum's room.

I knocked and waited for him to answer. A tired Calum with bed hair answered and I immediately slammed my lips into his. He responded instantly and I was backed into the door until it had closed.

He placed his hands at the top of my thighs, lifting me up. My legs wrapped around his waist.

We hungrily attacked each other's lips as Calum made his way towards the bed. He placed me down gently and hovered over me.

I ran my fingertips up and down his chest, making Calum moan into the kiss. I pulled the shirt he was wearing off of him and we continued with our make out session.

Knowing I couldn't be scared of sex forever because of what happened, I decided this seemed like the right time.

I looked Calum in the eye and he knew.

"You sure?" He asked breathlessly and I nodded.

We both needed this..