*Hazel's P.O.V*
I watched him leave and sighed. I took a peek at my shoulders, then pulled my shirt back up.
I hate that I forgave him for what he just done. But, I already said that I forgive him. I need some more time away from Ace, because if not I think we will continue to have these problems about, I guess our 'relationship.'
**
I was home alone because my parents were working, as always. But apparently Ace kept his word and came over to check on me.
We were sitting on the couch, watching TV.
"How are you're shoulders?"
"Fine,"
I looked at the TV.
"Let me see how 'fine' they are then"
"No, you don't need to see. I'm fine."
He pulled my shirt down to where he can see my shoulder. It was a plum purple color.
"That doesn't look fine to me, Haz"
"It's fine," I said while picking my shirt back up to cover my shoulders.
"You know that i'm sorry right?"
"Yes Ace, I know that you're sorry. You keep on saying it, and you sent like fifty text messages saying you're sorry to."
"Sorry for being annoying then,"
"If you keep on saying sorry, I swear..."
He chuckled a little bit and pulled me closer. My head laid on his chest and we looked at the TV. His arm was around me and he kept on rubbing his hand across my arm gently, sending chills down my back.
I'm still pretty pissed that we don't have a title. This is more then a friendship, but it's not a couple relationship. It's so confusing.
"Ace?"
"Hmm?"
"What exactly...are we?"
He stood quiet for a couple of seconds and I looked up at him.
"You're my girl, of course. And i'm you're man."
I looked at him confusingly.
"Since when?"
"Since now,"
I chuckled
"Is that you're way of asking me to be you're girlfriend?"
"Maybe,"
I started laughing and looked at the TV.
He intertwined our fingers together and we watched TV.
"We both fell hard for each other, didn't we?"
I chuckled a little.
"Yeah. We did."
**
*Brittney's P.O.V*
"I just can't believe he left me and didn't want me back! Over that little blonde slut?!"
I yelled and looked at Jackson.
He raised an eyebrow.
"Damn, you're still fussing about that?"
"Yes i'm still fussing about it! It's not fair!"
"Brittney, everything to you isn't fair."
"What are you on their side?!"
