My YouTube Life [ON HOLD]

22 (P1): One Last Kiss

I shouldn't be doing this. I shouldn't be kissing Levi. I have Logan. I like Logan. I don't like Levi.

I push Levi off. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that."

I run back to my Mini, dissing the other decorations. I unlock my car and step into the driver's side. I lock the car and just sit there. I bury my face into my hands. I cry, but not for Levi, for Logan. I just betrayed him. I really like Logan, and I think he really likes me. Tears roll down my face as I start the car and drive down the road.

I get to my house in 10 minutes. When I pull into my driveway, I see more cars than I planned to. There was atleast 75 cars parked all over the yard and driveway. I park my car in a free spot in the front yard. By the time I got there, I've composed myself and I look pretty normal. I grab the decorations from my trunk and make my way inside. I open the front door and screams erupt from the house.

"Ohmygodit'sTara!" a girl screams.

Girls and guys crowd surround me. There's got to be at least 50 people around me.

"Can I have your autograph?"

"Pictures please!"

"Can you sign my forehead?"

There were many questions.

"Everyone!" I scream. "Everyone, quiet down!"

Thankfully, they obey.

"I don't mean to sound rude, but what are you doing here?" I ask.

"Your tweet," a girl beside me says.

"Yeah. Your tweet said "Guess who's getting married." And then you explained everything. How Kate was getting married. And where it was taking place, so we drove here," A boy about 14 says.

"Oh my god," I say.

"Tara!" my mom yells, "What are all these people doing here?"

"I kinda told them about the wedding," I reply.

"What! Tell me you're lying to me!"

"I'm afraid not," I say.

"We can go if you want," a little girl about 6 says.

"Are you kidding me? I'm staying for the party!" a 17 something year old guy says.

Mom gasps.

Oh, she's really pissed now.

"Everyone! Out!" Mom yells, "Now!"

Fans start fileing out of our house, practically running to their cars (she's that scary).

When the last girl is out, Mom slams the door shut and turns to me with vengence in her eyes.

"Tara! What the hell were you thinking?!"

"I wasn't thinking Mom. Honest," I say, "I completely forgot that fans are stalk-."

"Go to your room! You'll spend the rest of the night there! You can come down to get food, but that's it!" she says.

"But-."

"You've ruined Kate's wedding ring plans, and now your fans have crashed her reception!" she screams, "You should not have an excuse for that!"

I run up the stairs, on the verge of crying (again). I slam my door shut and plop down on my bed. I really just need some alone time.

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An hour or two go by, and I'm now watching old horror films.

Knock. Knock.

"Mom. I really don't want to tal-."

"It's only me," Kate says.

"Oh, okay," I say.

"I came in here to talk to you," she replies.

"Well. Talk," I say.

"I just wanted to say that I don't care that your fans crashed my reception. And I don't care... now... about Dad's wedding band."

"What?" I ask, "But you were so mad about it."

"I know," she says.

"And why aren't you mad about my fans? I mean, they crashed you're wedding reception for christ's sake!"

"I watched a couple of your videos," she says, "I see how happy you are, and I've always wanted my baby sister happy. Even if I can't stand her sometimes." Both of us laugh.

Kate walks over to me and hugs me. "I love you."

"I love you too, Kate."

She releases me, and is about to walk out the door, but she stops, "Oh, and someone is here to apologise."

Uh-oh. Here comes Mom.

"Tara?"

It's not Mom.

"Please, please, please! Don't apologise," I say.

"Why?" he asks.

"It was my fault. I kissed you back when I have someone else."

"That's not entirly what I came to apologise to you for," he says, "I came to apologise for everything. I came to apologise for trying to have sex with you, I came to apologise for leaving wihout saying sorry or goodbye, I came to apologise for my bahavior this week, I came to apologise for kissing you back at the barn, and I came to apologise for this." Levi brings me in and hugs me. His arms wrap around my torso, practically pulling me off the ground. I wrap my arms around him too, securing our embrace.

"Why are you apologising for this?" I ask.

"Because, to me this isn't "a friendly hug"," Levi says, "I love you Tara. I always have, no matter what I did, no matter how much I denied it when I left, I love you."

A spark ignites in me. I don't even know where it's coming from. It's like a fire being started in my heart. It's a feeling that Logan never gave me.

Do I still like Levi? Do I even love him?

"I-I don't know what to say," I whisper.

"You don't have to say anything. Just remember this."

He bends down and lightly kisses my lips, leaving me wanting more.

"One last kiss," he says.

And with that, Levi walks out the door, leaving me stunned.