Me, Nick and Scott are now neighbours. Great fucking way for a change Allisa. After reading my favorite novel on wattpad 'Just Playing the Game' I realized it was just a few minutes passed 8. I changed my outfit into a black shorts and white blouse and caught my hair in a ponytail. I rushed out hastily and bumped into a familiar scented guy. "Why the rush babe?" Did this nigga just call me the 'B' word? I scoffed and raged passed him. "Did I say something wrong Lisa?" What the fuck! Even nick names now? I pulled his arm by force and stared him dead in the eyes "Firstly, I am not your fucking babe and secondly if you ever once believe that our one-night stand was more than that, then you are even more fucking stupid than I thought. Now move!" I yelled furiously at Nick through gritted teeth and walked away caring less if he got the message.

I approached the docks to find a patiently waiting Scott watching the ocean view. He looked so handsome in his navy blue T-shirt and denim jeans. He turned around exhibiting his goofy but charismatic smile that made me fall for him all over again. "You look so beautiful." He said with that tender smile. For the first time, I felt those butterflies fluttering in my tummy. I felt coy and was speechless like a 10-year-old girl. I thought that insecure girl died years ago but when I'm with Scott, he exposes and shows the real me.

I was determined not to let that part of me show itself again so I started to walk away but Scott held my hands with his soft gentle palms brushing against my wrists where he caught sight of my scar but I quickly shifted my arm. He realized I became uncomfortable so he loosens his grip but came closer. I held my head down scared to make eye contact but I was certain he was 1-inch away from me. I held my head up to mutter his name but he stopped me by pressing his lips against mine then continued with a passionate kiss afterwards.

I was both motion and speechless when he let my lips go. I touched my lips trying to decipher my emotions but it was vague. He stood gazing at me with hurt evident in his eyes since I didn't return the kiss. But I wanted to. So badly it felt like a knife ran through me and punctured my lungs. I loved this guy since I was young and now he loves me but I am so dismayed that I sense I can't do anything about it. What is preventing me from kissing him or loving him? This is what I wanted forever and now I have it but the guilt of sleeping with his brother is ruining me. But why would it? He did the same to me once, twice. Maybe even a lot of times.

"I'm sorry, but I can't dothis" I whispered and ran away trying hard not to look back at my crush.