Allison's POV.

The familiar sound of birds chirping right outside my bedroom window makes me flutter my eyes open, Nick's sleeping face is the first thing I see.

Nick and I spent the whole night talking last night, we weren't arguing or talking about us, for the first time since I've known Nick we were actually discussing something serious like life in particular. He told me more about his life back in New York City and I literally told him my whole entire lifetime and that's how we ended up sleeping next to each other, nothing else happened just to be clear.

I sit up, rubbing my eyes and heaving a sigh, I look down at Nick, he looks.. beautiful. I can't help but admire his angelic face while he sleeps, he looks peaceful and adorable. like I said before, I think people are mostly at peace when they sleep, not when they die.

All I wanna do is shower his face with kisses which would be a good way to wake him up.

God, what am I saying?

I've become a cliché, a literal cliché.

"I can feel you staring at me while I sleep." He says in a sleepy tone with his eyes still closed.

Shit.

"I was debating on whether or not to wake you up." I respond quickly.

He opens his eyes and looks up at me with narrowed eyes, I feel an uncomfortable feeling in my stomach when our eyes meet. I throw the covers off me and I get out of bed.

"You should go, my mom will be home soon." I say without glancing his direction.

"Good morning to you too, princess." He responds in a husky deep tone.

For Pete's sake.

Somebody make it stop.

I turn to look at him, he's leaning back on his elbows, his face looks barely awake and his hair is messy.

Oh my God.

I look away, scratching the back of my neck.

"Good morning, Nickolas." I plaster a fake smile. "Now can you leave?" I tilt my head and cross my arms.

He doesn't respond, he smiles while scanning my body from head to toe.

"Should have had you when I had the fucking chance." He murmurs more to himself.

I squint my eyes, angrily glaring at him, "What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

He sits on the edge of my bed then gives a frustrating sigh.

"I just don't get you." He stands up, slowly walking towards me. "Make me understand one thing about you, just one." He raises his index finger in the air.

He's shirtless, where the hell is his shirt?

"What do you mean?" My legs start to walk backwards.

"What I mean is how the hell are you able to pretend like nothing happened last night?" He shoves his hands into his pockets.

I've been good at pretending lately and I seem to be getting used to it, like for instance I'm pretending to be in love with Carl when I don't even know what love is and I'm pretending to be over Nick when he's clearly all I think about and I'm pretending to be this bad ass version of myself when in reality I'm just a scared little teenage girl and right now, I'm pretending not to care about this moron because I already made stupid decisions but I just can't cheat on Carl for the second time.

"It was just a good make out session Nick, forget about it." I say.

He chuckles, gripping the back of his neck.

"Oh so now she's using my own words against me." He speaks more to himself. "Smart."

"It's called karma, look it up." I utter. He stares at me with a curious look on his face.

"So last night did not mean shit to you?" He strokes his beardless chin like he's interrogating me.

I don't know why but I can't bring myself to saying it out loud for him to hear.

I think I'm becoming a coward.

"Just forget about it." I dismiss the issue.

"Bullshit and stop reminding me to forget, it did happen." He points out.

He's really serious about this and I just want him to leave before my mom gets here.

"I have a boyfriend." I say to him.

He rolls his eyes at the statement and groans frustratedly, turning around and then turning to face me again.

"Seriously, you don't need to shove that information in my face, I'm already aware and if I may ask you, where was your 'boyfriend' last night when you were alone in the cold crying your eyes out." He asks.

I really wish I could answer that question just to shut him up about it but I can't because Carl asked me to keep it a secret, his father is sick, that's why he has to run home all the time and that's why he had to leave last night, he suggested that I go with him but I wanted to stay at the party a little longer.

"He had something to attend to and just to be clear, he's not the reason why I was crying." I say honestly.

"Then why were you crying?" He asks curiously.

"None of your goddamn business." I fake a grin.

"I think it should be becau-"

"Because what? You drove me home and then you spent the night? I don't mean to be rude, Nick but you kinda suck at being real and staying true to yourself and that's one of the reasons why I chose Carl over you so please just leave." I snap at him.

I don't know where that came from but I immediately regret saying it but then again it's what I really think about him.

"Didn't even know I was an option." He whispers, "I'm gonna leave but thank you very much for your honesty." He points at me.

He begins to walk to my window but he turns to face me one more time.

"I can't change, Allison. Not even for you." He tells me then he climbs out my window.

Not unless you try but we all know you're not one to try.

Not even for me?

Good to know.

I plop down on my bed to collect myself together. I don't know where my life is heading to at this point. I used to be the boss of me before these boys came into my life, I had everything all planned out perfectly but now look at me, I don't even know what day it is.

I hear someone ring my doorbell repeatedly. I push myself up and head downstairs.

Nick wouldn't be crazy enough to climb out my window just to ring my doorbell, would he?

I open the door and it reveals Carl, he walks passed me into the house and looks around like he's looking for something or someone.

I close the door behind him and lean back against it.

"Hey, what are you doing here so early?" I ask politely.

"Just wanted to check on you, make sure you got home safe." He's still looking around my house for some reason.

"What are you looking for?" I ask, curiosity getting the best of me.

He finally looks at me, his face softens and he smiles, he strides towards me and brushes my cheek with his thumb before planting a kiss on my lips.

"I really missed you." He engulfs me in a tight hug.

This is the weirdest thing he has ever done and I don't know how to react to this.

"Carl? Are you alright?" I ask through our hug.

"Yeah sure I'm okay babe, I'm fine." He pulls away from our hug and smiles down at me with his hands cupping my face, "So uhm, who drove you home last night?" He scratches the back of his neck.

The question catches me off guard, I wasn't expecting that question at all.

"A friend." I stutter.

"What friend?"

"A friend from school."

"What friend from school?"

"I don't know her name." I lie, avoiding eye contact.

"I didn't know Nick was a girl from school who's name you didn't know until this very second." He says sarcastically.

He raises his eyebrows in questioning when I look up at him.

Damn it, Nick's car is literally still in my driveway.

"Carl I-"

"Why lie about it? Did something happen between you two last night?" He questions.

My heart starts racing, the memory of me sitting on Nick's lap and making out with him flashes in front of my eyes.

What was I thinking?

Yes, I cheated on my first boyfriend in a week but it felt right and I don't regret it for some reason. Sue me.

"Nothing happened Carl, I didn't want you to get mad, I know you hate Nick but he was the only one who insisted on giving me a ride home." I explain calmly.

Like I said, I'm getting better and better at pretending.

You mean lying.

"Okay, I believe you." He holds my hands in his, "but stick to the truth next time okay?"

"Okay." I nod my head.

We laugh it out.

"Promise me that we'll always be this, playful together." He says randomly.

Ah geez.

I don't feel like making that promise because I know I can't keep it.

"I promise." I say with a month full of lies.

A wise man once told me that life is a journey full of bumps on the road and there's a possibility of having an accident during that journey, I believe that the mistakes we make can't be undone because we can't turn back time but if I could turn back time, I would do anything in my power to avoid certain mistakes I made from the very beginning. But I can't, I can't take it back. I'm already into Nick and I'm pretty sure I'm using Carl in some way.