Chapter 15

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-Ayden's POV-

It feels so good to be home again. I love it here. Australia is nice, but England is my home. That's probably how Molly feels about England. England is nice, but America is her home. I want to make England feel like home for her so she's more comfortable here.

I tried texting her today, but she didn't text me back. She's still mad at me and I don't blame her. It's not my fault I get jealous. Zach fucking likes her and it's obvious as fuck. As soon as Zach lays one hand on her, he's dead. I don't care if we were once best friends, Molly is mine.

Same goes for Jase, I know he likes Molly and I know he doesn't want to get his ass beat. What the hell was he thinking when he asked her out to coffee when I was right there? Does he have a death wish? What's wrong with him?

My thoughts slowly drift me off to sleep without me even knowing it. I just wish Molly and I could have a nice relationship with no fighting, but that's only a fantasy.

I'm awaken suddenly by someone slamming the front door shut. What the hell? I slowly get myself up and walk out to see who the fuck is inside my flat. I look to see that it's Molly. How did she get in here?

"Molly?" I say, still half asleep.

"Ayden. How nice to see you." She slurs. Is she drunk? She's stumbling all over the place and is clearly unstable. She's definitely drunk. I walk over to her and try to help her walk over to the couch.

"Don't touch me." she raises her voice as she jerks her arm away from my hand.

"Molly, what happened? How did you get here?" I ask her. She's definitely more drunk than I've ever seen her.

"I'm here to tell you a few things." She starts off, pointing her finger at me. "First of all, who the hell are you to tell me who I can and can't hang out with? You're not the fucking boss of me. I can hang out with Zach if I fucking want to and Nathan too. They're both my friends." She slurs.

"Molly-"

"Let me talk!" she almost yells. Alright then. "If I want to go out on a date as friends with Zach, then I will! I'm allowed to. You're not my fucking father."

"Molly, you can't fucking go out with Zach all the time. You're dating me, not him, but if you'd rather date him than me, just say so and I'll leave you the fuck alone." I tell her.

"I don't want to fucking date him! He's my friend, Ayden. So what if I kissed him on accident, I didn't mean it, I'm dating you!" she yells at me. What?

"You what?!" I yell back at her.

"Shit." She says under her breath.

"You fucking kissed him?! When the fuck was this?" I ask her.

"Monday. But I said I didn't mean it." she just made the biggest mistake ever. Now Zach is going to think she fancies him and wants to fuck him. What the fuck is wrong with her? And why is she just telling me this now?

"What the hell, Molly? Why am I just hearing about this?! Who else knows?" I throw questions at her. I know she's drunk and it's wrong to ask her these while she's drunk because I know she'll tell me the truth, but who cares.

"Jase."

"Jase? Did you kiss him too? Why don't you fuck him as well? I'm sure he'll love it." I say, starting to walk away when she grabs my arm.

"Ayden, I didn't fucking kiss Jase. It was just Zach and it was an accident! Why can't you understand that?" Molly yells and pushes me into the bookshelf behind me, knocking books off the shelf, causing them to fall on me. One book that has pretty sharp corners falls onto my head and cuts into my skin. Who the hell makes sharp books?

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