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As I watch the last few minutes of Avengers End Game, I hear sniffling to my left.

"Are you crying too?" I question looking at Roman. Before I can see him, he moves his head away from me. I gently dab the tissue drying my tears.

"No," he sniffles. "I don't cry."

In that instance, the back of his hand wipes across his cheeks.

"My face is itchy," he coughs to clear his throat.

"Mm-hm," I reply knowing he's lying. "It's okay, Tony was my favourite too."

"Yeah, man! Why'd he have to die," he complains throwing his popcorn to the side. I watch as he has a full-on fit and pull out my phone to record it. "Like he was the leader and never gave up. He sacrificed everything! For what? This shitty world? People won't even appreciate him!"

"And I thought I was on my period," I mumble.

"You think this is funny? It's Tony Stark, Reese!"

"Okay, okay! I get it. I'm sorry, I know he shouldn't have died," I agree hoping he doesn't lash out at me. I also put my phone away before he notices I recorded that.

"Maybe we could get the writers sued? I'm gonna talk to Grayson and Aaron about this," he speaks with utter seriousness.

My eyebrows knit together trying to understand why he's taking this so personally. I really can't come up with a reason, so I stop a few seconds later.

I swear first world problems.

"Yeah, you do that," I encourage. The credits start rolling and I turn off the screen.

"Fuck man," Roman groans as his phone starts buzzing again. "It's Sebastian... again."

"Don't answer," I tell him as I get up and start cleaning. I throw away the used tissues and empty wrappers and fold my blanket.

"Yo, he's not stopping. I literally have thirty-six missed calls from him."

"I have twenty-two, guess he loves you more."

"What about the text messages?" Roman retorts.

I roll my eyes knowing he caught me.

"Forty-seven," I speak quietly.

"What?"

"Forty-seven," I say a little louder.

"What?"

"Forty-seven, man! Fuck, dumb bitch," I yell back.

"Yeah. You're the dumb bitch, not me. Who told you to be all giggly with King, huh?"

"Who told Sebastian to be all giggly and up in his ex's personal space?" I argue.

"And this is why I am not making you talk to him right now, but you really should. It's probably not that bad."

"I know, but I'm emotional and I can't think straight. I don't wanna lash out or do something I'll regret because I'm still slightly angry."

"You need to figure it out soon because I had to can all my plans for the weekend. I don't want the boys lying for me and they're gonna ask questions too," Roman explains.

"Yo, Sebastian's in your room, Reese," Jaxson announces walking into the theatre room.

"What? Why?"

"He was standing outside when I came and I let him in. Felt bad for the guy," he explains.

"Why would you do that, Jaxson? I'm not ready to talk to him."

"You're gonna have to do it one day, so why not now? Waiting is only gonna make you more anxious," he says.

"I swear you always push me out of my comfort zone."

I remember he was the one who convinced me to go to rehab. He's quite persuasive and he knows how to get to me. I can be emotional with Aaron too, but Jaxson's and I being emotional just feels so much deeper and meaningful. It really feels like he knows what and how I'm feeling and encourages me to be an even better version of myself whereas Aaron goes along with anything I say or do. He's scared to make me feel worse, but Jaxson will say it how it is.

"And it has only ever turned you into a better person," he retorts.

"I hate you."

"I love you too," he says chuckling. "I'm gonna go work out and then shower before making dinner."

"Okay," Roman and I both reply. Once Jaxson leaves the room, Roman and I exchange a look with each other.

"No, I'm not going to go lie to him for you. He's already in your room, go talk to him."

"Please, Roman! I'll do anything you want!"

"That's very tempting, but no!" he says taking small steps towards the door.

"No, Roman don't leave me!"

"Good luck! Let me know how it goes!" he yells as I chase after him, but he slams the door shut behind him.

"Fuck you! Ugh!" I groan. "Okay, Reese you got this. Forget about the cramps and how utterly horny you are. Don't let Sebastian's looks get to you. All you need to do is be patient, listen and talk it out. Come out better on the other side with progress. Mom, I really wish you were here right now could've really used some of your advice. Grow some balls, bitch. Okay, I got this. Let's go."

With that motivational and beautiful speech, I head up to my room. I'm wearing Minnie Mouse PJs and it's not the most flattering, but I'm dressed to be comfortable not to impress this week.

"Hey," I awkwardly start. His back is facing me as he stares out through the window at the balcony and backyard.

I close the door behind me and he turns around to face me. He's wearing grey sweats and a black shirt with a gold chain. Fuck the grey sweats! His thick brows furrow and he licks his lips as he takes in my appearance.

"Hey," he smiles faintly.

"How've you been?" I ask as I take a seat on one of the love seats.

"I'm good," he says walking over and taking a seat on the same sofa. Our bodies face each other. "You?"

"I'm good. You know, about last night, I was upset when I heard Everleigh was with you and your family. I didn't think I could hide the discomfort it gave me so I just decided it would be best if I kept my distance. I went up to the balcony alone and King just found me there. We talked a bit, but that's about it. I gave him my number because he offered to hangout together one day and I accepted," I describe truthfully.

"Oh, yeah that's fine. I understand, but I hope you know if he does anything to you-"

"He won't. I made that clear and I trust him. He seems sweet and misunderstood, I just wanna give him the benefit of the doubt that's all."

"Okay, I understand."

"I was hesitant at accepting the offer until I noticed you and Everleigh being really really close at the bar," I add.

"Oh, yeah. Um, there's nothing between us, Reese. We both just got really drunk and were just using each other as support," he tries to justify. "I didn't want to drink that much either, but the whole party saw the golden couple standing at the top of the balcony. Everyone kept saying how good you two were looking together and how happy you two were."

"Actually? Roman didn't tell me that."

"Yeah and Everleigh and I just started talking again after so long. Maybe we just got carried away a little. I should've stayed within my boundaries especially because she doesn't know about us, I'm sorry," he apologizes. His eyes hold a certain honesty that I can't deny.

"It's okay. I just think yesterday was a misunderstanding on both of our behalf's and we should just forget about it."

"Yeah and now we know we can't be keeping this a secret much longer, because it's fucking up our relationship and that's the last thing we want."

"True."

"Are you feeling better?"

I think about it. I really do believe he's being honest and that if I was slightly jealous and acting stupid because of it so was he because of King and me. We were both at fault and both accept responsibility. I really like how he isn't denying anything or getting angry. If it were Silas, he'd be yelling at me for getting mad or for even being in another man's proximity. Kairo would've just kept saying sorry and not even have understood that there's an actual problem.

"Candy," Sebastian says pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Yeah, I am," I smile back. "Sorry, I was just thinking."

"About what? Because I know you don't usually do a lot of that," he laughs.

"Of my past relationships," I speak.

"If you don't mind me asking, how many have you had?"

"Two. They were both toxic though."

"When was the last one?"

"It ended a few weeks before I moved here, but don't be concerned. I don't think I ever actually ever loved him. I was just overly attached. After my first one ended in a horrible way, I just needed someone and I would've accepted any attention at that point."

"On a scale to one to ten, ten being the worst, how bad was the break up from the first one?"

"A million. Maybe I'll tell you about it in detail one day and you'll agree."

"I will take your word on that," he smiles. "So when do you plan on talking to Everleigh?"

"After the audition on Monday. That way it won't be awkward if you and I both end up being Romeo and Juliet too."

"Oh, that's smart."

"Right? I just thought of it now," I laugh.

"You're such a goof," he says taking me by my hand and pulling me on top of him.

I stare at his amber eyes as he gazes into my face like he's trying to memorize every feature.

"I wanted to kiss you so bad yesterday when I was drunk. All I could think of was you and how good you looked in that dress," he breathes.

"Then kiss me right now."

"Won't have to tell me twice," he says locking his lips with mine. His lips move slowly and with passion. His hands on my waist roam downwards to the hem of my shirt. His hands sneak under my shirt and up and I let them roam freely.

"Mm," I moan. "Sebastian, I-"

"Sorry," he says as I pull away.

"No, don't apologize. I don't know if this is the right time to say this or not, but I'm not a virgin."

His eyes scan my face and he seems surprised.

"Say something," I urge before negative thoughts take over.

"Shit, sorry. Um, yeah that's fine. I mean, um-" he says sitting up. I end up sitting on his legs straddling him until I climb off and sit on the sofa like before. "-what I meant to say is, thank you for telling me. I think this would be a good time to tell you that I am a virgin."

"You are?" I ask and immediately slap my hand over my mouth. "Fuck. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said it like that. I didn't mean for it to sound so rude."

"No," he laughs trying to cover up his discomfort. "It's okay."

Silence.

Awkward, tense silence.

I drop my head and play with my fingers on my lap.

I really thought Sebastian wasn't a virgin. His confidence and looks just make it hard to believe otherwise. Not saying that it's bad that he's a virgin, but now I feel more self-conscious.

What if he's judging me for not being a virgin myself?

Men's egos are fragile. What if he's not man enough to handle the fact that he's with a girl more experienced than him? Don't get me wrong, I'm not an expert by any means, but I know what I'm doing if it came down to it. I just don't want him to be uncomfortable with how I am.

"I wasn't sober most of the times I've done it. I don't know if that makes it better or easier for you to like not to judge me. I mean, I'm not saying you are judging me, but if you were, you shouldn't be because I mean sex is a normal thing a lot of people do it. I guess I just got a head start and it's even weirder because I have so many older brothers to cock block me and shit, but I don't really know what I'm trying to say. I'm-"

"Reese, I'm not judging you," he says taking my hands. I finally look up at him and meet his gaze. "I was just surprised because I thought that you probably were a virgin and I guess I shouldn't have assumed. I should've cleared that fact and I'm glad that we did before it got any further."

"Actually?"

"Yeah," he shrugs. "It is what it is. I'm just glad that the others weren't your last."

He smirks mischievously.

Butterflies.

Real fucking butterflies in my stomach.

"And here I thought nothing could make Reese Price so flustered," he teases.

"Stop," I drag on.

"Come here," he says pulling me on top of him. "Let's just cuddle."

"Okay," I reply. He glues his back to the sofa and wraps his arms around me as I press my back into his front. "I like being the small spoon."

"Yeah?"

"Mm-hm. It makes me feel safe," I admit.

"I'm glad you feel safe," he whispers. "Do you miss your parents?"

"Yeah, I do. Sometimes."

"Makes sense."

"I don't think I've coped with it yet though," I share. "I avoid thinking about it and I always keep myself busy so that I don't have to."

"You can only run from it for so long. It'll catch up to you eventually and you'll just have to deal with it whether you're ready or not."

"Yeah, I'm scared."

"Don't worry, I'll be right next to you when it happens," he says kissing the back of my head.

I pull his hands up and give them a kiss before putting them over my heart.

"I hope so," I whisper.

A/N:

Honesty = a healthy relationship.

A much shorter chapter, but hopefully you guys enjoyed it! This chapter really developed Seb's and Reese's relationship into a deeper level as more comes to the surface.

I made two new covers for the book which one do you like best?