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Chapter 11: Alexia's POV

"Alexia..."

"Cole," I said under my breath.

"What the heck are you doing hugging my brother!" Cole was shocked by this image.

"Cole, you don't know the full story..." Dylan backed me up.

I didn't know what to say and was lost in the moment, "I thought he was you Cole. I came home crying and saw Dylan in the hallway, I fell into his arms thinking he was you."

"Oh alright then, lets forgive and forget and move on with our lives!" Cole said said with sarcasm travelling through his voice, "oh and you let her Dylan...you let her just hug you like that."

"Cole what was I suppose to do, she fell into my arms crying her eyes out, I wasn't gonna say to her 'get off me you idiot, you have a boyfriend!'..." Dylan was just as irrated as Cole.

Silence filled up the room, Dylan and I were still sitting on the floor but no longer hugging. Cole walked back outside to control himself, I got up and ran after him.

"Alexia just go back inside, ok!" I spotted a tear running down Cole's face. At that moment the guilt grew and grew. He turned around to face the other direction and took a deep breath.

"Cole I'm sorry, I didn't know!"

"I really don't care, I don't even know why I'm upset, maybe its just jealousy..." I leant in and rested my head in his neck, giving him a warm hug. Cole looked down at my lying face.

We were then interrupted by a police car that pulled up out front. Two police officers got out of the car with news, "we've found your car sir, unfortunately it is not in good condition and cannot be fixed." Disappointed by the news, I asked if they knew who stole it. "It was just some haters causing trouble and trying to get away with it. They have been arrested."

Cole now had no car and still had so many places to go as a celebrity, and needed my presence. Where as for me I still had no idea what to do with my own life.