A/N- Um..I decided to redo the chapter, don't hate me :P A/N
L- "Cole, I need to talk to you."
~Read 9:32 P.M.
L- "I know you're ignoring me."
~Read 9:40 P.M.
L- "Will you at least let me talk?"
~Read 9:41 P.M.
I'll take it.
I went on with an apology, hoping he'd forgive me.
The little bubble indicating he was typing popped up. I mentally applauded. Score one.
C- "How did you even get my number? I never took you for the stalker type."
L- "I'm not a stalker!!!! Ever heard of a mother, smart ass?"
C- "Insulting me isn't going to help your case, Leisa."
He's never called me by my real name. It's always been his pet names. This is really serious if he's using my actual name. I decided to be a bitch and leave him on read, like he'd done to me. And let's leave score one behind us for the time being.
-Cole's POV-
C- "Come on, you were getting so pissed off because I was leaving you on read. Hypocrite."
~Read 9:56 P.M.
C- "Fine, if I forgive you will everything go back to normal?"
~Read 9:56 P.M.
C- "Please?"
~Read 9:57 P.M.
I watched the little typing bubble pop up for a split second before it disappeared as quickly as it came, great, she's mad. Why am I even mad at her? She just didn't want to kiss me..no big deal, right?
Fine, instead of trying to get her to beg for forgiveness, it should be me doing the begging. I do seem like a dip for overreacting this much about a rejected kiss. I can try, I suppose.
C- "Look, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have overreacted like that. You hate me now, don't you?"
The typing bubble popped up again.
L- "I may hate you now. But I can't hate you forever....Truce?"
I felt a pang of hurt when she said she hated me.
Do I like her?
I can't!
But that would explain why I tried to kiss her.
Shut up!
Both sides of my head were arguing and I started to get a headache.
C- "Truce."
-Leisa's POV-
We still hadn't talked much after our conversation. We acknowledged the others presence at the most. There was a party on Friday night that I was going to and I hoped Cole would be there. I don't know why.
Do I like him?
I can't!
But that would explain why I almost let him kiss me.
Shut up!
Stupid brain. Why can't it always be positive?
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Friday came like a blur. It was after school and I was trying to decide on what to wear. I finally decided on red high waisted shorts, a red and blue tie dye crop top, and my red Converse.
I threw my hair up into a messy bun and applied light make up.
I ran to the living room and shouted out to my dad. "I'm going to a party, I already know the rules, and I'm not to go anywhere near alcohol or drugs." It's the usual thing we go through if I want to go to a party. "Okay, have fun and be safe." He yelled back.
I grabbed my keys off the table and walked out to my car. I turned the key in the ignition and reversed down the driveway. It was an hour long drive so I hope this party is worth it.
I walk in and almost get knocked on my butt by how strongly it smells of alcohol. I look around and my eyes instantly fixate on messy brown hair. I know that hair.
"Cole?" I questioned. He turned around, and sure enough, it was Cole. You could tell he was drunk because he couldn't walk in a straight line if his life depended on it. He walked over to me, almost tripping over another guy.
"Heyyy baaabe." He said. Babe? No way. He smashed our lips together and I could tell he was insanely drunk. I pushed him away. What an amazing first kiss, am I right?
"You're drunk." I said flatly. "Your point is?" He asked. "We need to get you home." I mumbled. I rummaged around my purse and finally found my keys. I grabbed him by the elbow and jerked him towards the door. "Buut the paaarty's jussst getttinggg sstaaaarted." He slurred.
I rolled my eyes and propped his arm on my shoulder and my arm around his waist to keep him stable. I walked us out to the car and made sure he was buckled in. I walked over to the drivers side and pulled out my phone to text my dad.
"Taking care of my friend tonight, he's not feeling the greatest, I'll see you tomorrow xx." I texted before putting my phone back in my pocket.
I turned the key in the ignition and began the hour-long drive--again. About half-way Cole started talking. "Thanks." He muttered incoherently. I think the drunken state is a bit better at the moment.
I didn't answer, I was so pissed off at him he wouldn't believe. "Leisa, I said thank you." He muttered more loudly this time.
"I know what you fucking said!" I screamed at him.
"Woah, woah. Why are you mad?" He retorted. "You've put me through hell and back and I haven't even known you a month." I muttered.
"What did I do that was so bad?" He questioned. I gave him the 'remember last week' look. He nodded his head. "What did I do that was so bad this week?" He asked. I looked at him again, giving him another look.
"I drove to a party that was an hour away only for you to ambush me with your lips when you're drunk! Now I'm going to have to pay for a fucking hotel because my car died." I sighed. I called a tow truck and they said my car would be good-as-new in the morning. Great, a hotel. Yippee!
I rounded the passenger side and helped Cole out. We walked into the hotel and I paid for a room for the night. We got the room card and walked to the elevator. We were put on the third floor, and walking didn't agree with Cole at the moment.
We opened the hotel room and I helped Cole to the bed. I grabbed him a glass of water to help his drunken state. I laid him down before I scanned the room. "Great, I guess I'm sleeping on the floor." I said, oh-so enthusiastically.
"We can share." He said sleepily. I raised a quizzical eyebrow at him. "No funny business, I promise." He assured me. I gave the bed and the floor a once-over before reluctantly agreeing. I laid down on the bed and I felt an arm snake around my waist, scooting me closer to him. I glared at him. "What? I'm not harming anything!" Cole exclaimed.
I nuzzled into his touch and fell asleep to the feeling of Cole playing with my hair.
-Cole's POV-
I woke up with the worst headache I'd ever had and let out a groan. I felt something twitch in my arms and looked to see Leisa fast asleep. Oh yeah...I went to a party and got drunk, trying to forget everything but Leisa showed up and helped me.
I'd even kissed her when I was drunk, that usually grossed most girls out, but Leisa, being the person she is, decided to help me. Leisa is the only person with a decent attitude anymore. Even I don't have one. I planted a small kiss on her cheek and tried to go back to sleep.
"What was that for?" Leisa sleepily murmured. "Umm..it was all a dream, go back to sleep." I tried. "That only works in movies." She smiled as she turned to face me.
"Thank you." I said, leaning in a bit. "For what?" If I'm not mistaken, she actually WANTS to kiss me this time. "For last night, you saved my drunken ass." There was hardly a centimeter between our faces. Then her phone started ringing.
Leisa sighed but answered anyways. "Okay, we'll be by in ten minutes, thanks." She looked back at me and pressed a light kiss on my cheek. It was hardly there, but my skin burned at her touch.
