Nick's POV.

Birthday parties have never been my thing, however, I was forced to attend this one because on this day, the ultimate asshole called Miles Turner was born. I haven't spoken to either Miles, Jason or Allison in like a week and a half. Amanda literally dragged me there all in the name of the friendship Miles and I shared, it feels like everything happened a year ago and I'm surprisingly starting to forget about Allison Parker.

That's a good thing, right?

"Drink?" Noah extends a red cup full of alcohol, I scowl my face and nod no and he takes a sip.

We are currently sitting at the staircase, Amanda left to find Miles a while ago but there's no sign of them anywhere, I am craving for a drink but I promised my mom I wouldn't take any alcohol tonight.

I spot Amanda coming towards us with two red cups in her hands, she extends one cup to me, I roll my eyes at her.

Why is everyone trying to get me drunk?

"Suit yourself." She drinks from both cups as she sits next to Noah and kisses him on the cheek, he smiles at her.

Ah Jesus.

"Are you guys gonna smash anytime soon?" I ask.

Amanda sends me the finger.

"Seriously though, this sexual tension is killing me." I exclaim dramatically. They look at each other and they smile.

They have been flirting endlessly, it's disgusting to watch but then again I would like to see Amanda with someone that cherishes her and I think Noah is that someone.

"Don't mind us, Just focus on getting Allison back before that thing she has with Carl goes any further." She tells me while digging her fingers in Noah's curly blonde hair.

"I'm not worried about that, I know Allison and it's not like she's going to date him or makeout with him or anything." I point out.

Neither of them respond, Noah looks away scratching the back of his head while Amanda takes a long shot of whatever is in those red cups.

They clearly know something that I don't.

"What is it?" I ask, lazily rolling my eyes to the ceiling.

"Nothing." Says Amanda, a little bit too quickly.

"Noah?" I turn to Noah.

"Nothing, It's just that Allison and Carl have been dating for a week now." He informs me.

"Noah!" Amanda hits Noah's chest, I raise my brows at them.

"What? It's not like he wasn't gonna find out." He rubs his chest.

I scoff.

She did not. I know she told me she was going to do it but I thought she was trying to get me jealous, I had no idea that she was fucking serious about it.

What in the hell did I do? and what the hell was Allison thinking, Carl? Seriously?

"Is she here?" I ask, looking around the crowded place.

"Yeah, I was with her in the kitchen, Carl came up to us and literally kissed her on the lips with his hands wrapped around her and all that shit." She puts on a disgusted expression as she sits her drink down and clasps her fingers in front of her.

My jaw tightens at the thought, this has to fucking end, I don't care how stubborn Allison is, I have had enough of this bullshit.

"I gotta go talk to her." I get up and head over to the kitchen, there are people everywhere, it's hard for me to even shove my way through.

I don't see Allison anywhere in the kitchen, but I do find Miles flirting with a pretty redhead.

Always flirting, never dating.

Wait, I think that's exactly how Allison described me.

"You came!" He raises his hands in the air and shouts.

Oh God.

I can tell that he's really drunk.

He walks to where I'm standing and gives me a suffocating hug. "I fucking missed you, bro." He pats my back.

"Happy birthday, weirdo." I pull away from him.

"Eighteen years ago today, I was fucking born!" He shouts loudly, the people around us cheer, I chuckle.

"Congratulations, man." I pat his shoulder while my eyes roam around the room.

"Let me guess, you're looking for Allison Parker." He whispers like he doesn't want anyone to hear.

"Have you seen her?" I ask anxiously, he smirks and playfully pinches my cheek, I slap his hand.

Creep.

"Yes, I saw her with Carl a little while ago, heard they're dating?" He questions with furrowed brows.

How am I the only person that does not know about Allison dating Carl and why didn't anyone talk to me about it?

I thought I was the alpha of this situation.

"I just found out and I can't help but feel like it's my fault." I sigh, running a hand on the side of my face.

"It is your fault, and you gotta choose between committing to Allison or pushing her away forever." He says in a serious tone.

Mr smarty pants is back.

But he's right, tonight, I get to choose between Allison and Kayla but I have to find Allison first.

"I know." I say more to myself.

"Good, now are we friends again or are you still bitching around?" He chuckles, I laugh lightly.

"We're cool, bro." I send him a smile.

"Nice, I'm gonna go back to Tatiana." He winks, "Good luck with the Allison issue." we do the bro side hug before he rushes back to the girl who surprisingly waited for him.

I kinda missed him. Kinda.

I continue my search for Allison, I look for her at the pool as well as the garden but there's no sign of her.

Maybe she left, parties are not her kind of crowd after all.

I begin to head back into the house when I finally spot her walking towards the street, she's walking pretty fast so I Jog to catch up with her.

I grasp her arm and turn her around.

"What the actual fuck were you think-"

I'm cut off by the tears on her cheeks, she wipes them away quickly and crosses her arms over her chest with her head down.

She's actually crying?

The last time I saw Allison cry, she fought with Amanda and it was natural for her to cry about it but this looks pretty serious, it looks like someone or something hurt her pretty deeply.

"What's wrong? Why are you crying?" I cup her cheeks, she shoves my hands away. As expected. As she should.

"Don't touch me." Her voice is shakey.

"Stop being childish, Allison, tell me what's wrong." I push.

"I have a boyfriend, his name is Carl." She says, I scoff.

I didn't ask but thank you for confirming it, I also didn't know she was capable of saying it right to my face.

"Okay, so where is he? I don't see him anywhere around here" I look around us just to prove my point.

She rolls her eyes and continues walking, I yank her back.

"Can I give you a ride home at least?" I ask even though I know she's gonna say no.

"Yeah, sure." She walks passed me to my car.

Okay, now she's becoming unpredictable.

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I pull up in her driveway, she hurries out of the car to her house without a word. She didn't utter one word to me the whole way here.

Damnit.

I notice that her mom's car is not in the driveway so I decide to follow her into the house, she turns on the lights and goes to the kitchen, she grabs a glass and pours herself some water. She leans against the counter and looks at me.

"Why won't you leave me alone?" Her eyes look puffy and red like she's been crying for hours.

I wish she could just tell me what it is that's bothering her so bad.

God, I sound annoying.

"I know I fucked up, Allison, in fact, I want you to give me a reaction." I walk towards her.

"What reaction?" She narrows her eyes at me.

"Scream at me, smack me right across the face, throw stuff at me. anything really." I say to her.

She smirks before draining her whole glass of water on top of my head, the water wets my hair and drips down to my body.

Wow.

"That was so uncalled for but okay, are we cool now?" I pull my hand out for a hand shake as I flatter my wet eyelashes.

She Looks at my hand then back at my face.

"Nope." She drops the glass in the sink and starts walking out of the kitchen, I sigh defeated and curse underneath my breath as I follow her to the living room.

She plops on the couch and grabs the remote control but I snatch it away before she presses any button.

I sit next to her but she looks away, more like avoiding eye contact.

"I'm not leaving until we talk like mature people." I feel my t-shirt itch and stick to my body, I take it off then use it to dry my hair.

"Please put it back on." I catch her staring.

"It's wet and uncomfortable, it's okay Allison, you can stare." I send her a flirtatious wink.

She almost gets up and walks away again but I immediately apologize, I think girls are the most unreadable creatures on earth. I just don't get them.

"I want to know if you still feel the same way, I promise to leave you alone if you don't." I search her eyes.

She stares into my eyes without saying anything for a second.

She sighs, "I liked us better when we hated each other."

"Me too but shit happened and we don't hate each other anymore, so just kindly answer my question and I'll be out of your hair."

"What happens if I say I do?" She questions.

"We start dating." I respond honestly.

"Dating?" She laughs away my words.

"Yes dating, like boyfriend and girlfriend." I specify.

She laughs, sarcastically laughs at me for saying that.

"I already have a boyfriend so you can go to hell and kiss the devil's ass for all I care." She spits poison, I sigh restlessly.

Ouch.

I run a hand through my damp hair, "Really? Is this what we are doing now? Wishing each other dead and sending each other to hell? Is this what we've become?"

"You started this." She points at me, "You called my first kiss 'nothing' so you don't get to act like the victim." She snarls.

Here we go again, all we are gonna do is fight like last time and at the end of the day I'm not going to solve any damn thing.

"If you want to be a coward all the time and hide your feelings so be it but I'm not doing that so here it goes." I try to prepare myself mentally because I know there's no coming back from this one.

She gives me the 'i'm waiting' look.

"I know you have a lot of questions to ask about my life and I'm sorry if I haven't answered any of them but I do try my best to keep my past in the past even though it always seems to catch up with my present. The point is that, I fucking like you, Jesus, I like you so much it hurts at times." I feel myself smile at my own words, Allison smiles back. That's my wish come true. I think.

We sit there in silence just staring at each other, she doesn't look as angry anymore, she looks lighter and prettier when she smiles and DAMN kissing her is all I can think about right now and judging by the way she's staring at my face, so is she.

Do it.

I slowly lean in, placing my hand on the back of her neck while keeping eye contact, I lean in, gently brushing my lips against hers, breathing her in before locking my lips with hers, she doesn't pull away or shove me, instead she kisses me back with the same desire, it's the kind of feeling that takes over your entire senses, makes you weak and shuts down everything else until all you can think about is that moment.

I move my hand to her thigh, slowly lifting it upwards, she lets out a gasp that does a million things to me, she climbs onto my lap and digs her fingers in my hair while I grab her hips and pull her closer to my body.

We deepen the kiss and the feeling is euphoric.

Shit, shit, shit. I want her.

I want to rip her dress off and feel every inch of her soft skin but we all know that would be a dick move, but then again I want her so fucking bad.

Our lips part and we catch our breaths, my teeth pull on her bottom lip. She moans. So loud. Maybe it wasn't even that loud but my mind made it that loud.

Fuck.

I smash my lips on hers again, harder, hungrier and so very messy and- fuck, she moves her hips on top of me and I tighten my grip, groaning and burying my face in the crook of her neck.

"Jesus fucking Christ." I breathe on her neck. "Don't do that."

"What, why?" She asks cluelessly, breathlessly trailing her hand down my chest.

The question puts a smile on my face.

How sweet and innocent can one be.