"What?!?!?!" I texted back, my heart beating like crazy.

I waited for a reply, that I'm sure was going to come. Surely, a few seconds later my phone buzzed again. 

"You heard me, I said I love you," It responded, and I wasn't sure what to think. 

This was a good thing, wasn't it?

So why didn't it feel right? It didn't feel like something Alec would text, let alone say. 

My phone buzzed again, and I opened it straight away. 

I breathed a sigh of relief as I read the words, "Shit, sorry Tam! Sam stole my phone..." 

I laughed as I typed my reply, my hands shaking. "I knew he had a thing for me!" 

I threw my phone to the end of my bed, not caring about the reply. But then I started thinking. 

Didn't I want Alec to love me? 

The answer was yes, so why did I freak out about him saying it?

Maybe because there was nothing that led me to actually believe it was true. 

Ya... that was probably it.

Thinking I had everything resolved, I put my head back on my pillow and curled into a ball, falling quickly asleep, and dreaming of the one I liked.

No, I didn't like him. I loved him, I really did. 

The first thing I thought of when I woke up was Alec. I couldn't believe that Sam actually did that. Couldn't he tell that I liked Alec? 

No, loved. I loved him. 

I really need to get used that...

I dragged myself out of bed and went to my bathroom to look in the mirror. 

I looked terrible. My hair was messily curly and it fell down my back and I had massive bags under my eyes from the lack of sleep I was getting. 

I got some sweatpants out of my drawer, a loose light blue singlet from my cupboard and had my shower. 

After I dressed again, I looked a little more decent. The bags were fading and my hair fell in wet curls down my back, but I knew they would dry to look respectable. 

I walked down the stairs smiling, and humming the song I was singing the other day with Alec. My old singing teacher always used to tell me to picture a person to sing to, and it will automatically improve your voice. 

Well, when I was singing that song, I pictured Alec. 

I shook the thought away, not wanting him to consume my whole brain and mess up my brain capacities. 

I wondered downstairs to find no one in the dining room. 

That was strange...

I walked to the kitchen and saw a note on the table, made out to me. 

"Tam, we have gone to visit Aunty Anne and Uncle Bob. We will be home Monday. We have left the car for you. We didn't want to wake you and we know you have the party tonight so we figured you would want to say. Text Liam if you need anything, as Pa and I are leaving our phones here. Love you and have a good time at your party. 

Love, Gran."

It was just like them to leave without any notice, I was pretty used to it I guess. 

I texted Liam to ask him to say hi to Aunty Anne and Uncle Bob for me, and to give Gran and Pa a hug for me. 

After that, I thought about what I could do. 

For one second, I thought about calling Alec, but I didn't want to seem pathetic. 

So I grabbed a bowl of cereal, made myself a Chai, and went back up to my room to listen to music and read. 

I got myself settled with my book in my hands, my cereal on my lap, and my Chai on my bedside table. 

I got through two chapters before my phone flashed. 

I picked up, knowing what was coming. 

"Hey Tam, how are you going? Me and Bronte are coming over to your house to get ready for the party, and then we will all take Bronte's car to the party. We will be there in one hour, so if you go back to sleep then don't blame us for drawing on you. See you soon! Bye!" Dahlia rushed. I already knew I wouldn't get a say, so I just hung up. 

I figured I wouldn't have time to read another chapter before they got here, as the chapters were really long, so I finished my cereal, put the bowl on my table, and started to draw again. 

I was really enjoying drawing eyes at the moment, so that's what i began. 

I was almost finished my eye when Dahlia and Bronte knocked on the door. 

Knowing them, they wouldn't wait for an answer, they would just walk in. 

I continued drawing. 

I was right, they walked in and came straight to my room, not bothering to knock, and dumped their crap on my floor. 

"Hey Tam, what are you drawing there?" Dahlia asked, as she came to sit beside me, Bronte on my other side. 

 "Nothing..." I mumbled, but they saw my drawing and knew exactly what I was doing. 

"Sureeeeee. Anyway, can you finish this quickly and stop thinking about Alec for like an hour so that we can get ready?" Dahlia whined, and I agreed. 

I pinned my drawing on my board, and got my new dress out of the cupboard. 

We all had our dresses on my bed, and I was not looking forward to this process. 

I never liked getting ready for parties, because I was not a girly-girl. I cared about the way I looked, but I wasn't one to spend hours getting ready for parties, just to look nice. 

Dahlia was.

So I usually never got a choice. 

I left my hair as it was, leaving the curls run down my back, almost to my waist. 

Wow, my hair was getting really long. 

I left my face without make up, with arguments from Dahlia of course. I was never one for make up. Dahlia knew this, but she still tried to push it. 

Bronte got her dress on first, and she looked amazing! I don't know why I ever tried to look better than Bronte, she always looked incredible. 

Dahlia put her dress on next, not smudging her make up of course. She looked really nice too, and I only found out a few minutes earlier that Tristan was going to be there. I was really excited to see him again, but not as much as Dahlia. 

I finally put my white dress on, and was a little concerned about the back of it, as it hung lower than usual. Dahlia reassured me that I looked amazing, so I put the necklace on that my mother had bought me, and looked in the mirror.

I decided that I looked decent, so we all left for the party that was being held at a girl called April's house. April was one of the slutty cheerleaders, so we had to dress up really nice. It was being held at her house, which was on the rich side of town, so it took longer than we thought to get there. 

I put my heels on just as we were pulling up, and I knew that I was going to have trouble with them tonight.

We arrived at 7, and the party was already raging. When we walked in the door, I was stunned. 

On either side of the front door, were marble staircases that led to God knows where, and there was a huge marble staircase in front of us, that led down to a main floor. There were people everywhere, but it wasn't so crowded that it was impossible to squeeze through. 

Dahlia ended up leading us down the staircase in front of us, and off to the left, to another room which looked like a ballroom. Well, it was half ballroom and half lounge area.

My eyes immediately fell on Alec, on the other side of the room in the lounge area. 

He was with Tristan, Seth, Mase, Taylor and Hunter, talking amongst themselves. 

Mase was the first to see us, and he wolf-whisted as we crossed the room. 

I was struggling to keep up with Dahlia and Bronte in the heels, as they were walking faster than I thought normal. 

As soon as Mason whisted, all of the guys' heads snapped up, and looked at us. 

Tris was staring at Dahlia, his mouth almost hanging open, and I laughed at him. 

Seth was looking at Bronte much the same way, which didn't help the laughter that I was now trying to keep in. 

And Alec, well Alec was looking at me, but he wasn't gaping like the other two idiots. He just smiled. 

We finally reached them and were added into the circle. 

"I told you so," Mase said to me, and I rolled my eyes. 

"You told her so, what?" Alec asked, looking from me to Mase. 

"I told her that you would want to jump her if she wore that dress," Mase replied sarcastically, and my eyes bulged. He just laughed, then added seriously, "I told her that the heels looked good with what she was wearing."

"I agree with you there, but she is probably going to kill herself by the end of the night. She is already struggling to walk..." Alec trailed jokingly, then winked at me. 

Why did he have to wink at me???

"Oh shut up, I am doing fine thank you," I stated, but then smiled. I was truly happy to be here with my friends right now. 

It was 11:30pm, and the party was still going strongly. 

We were all still in the lounge part of the ballroom, joking around and talking to each other.

Suddenly a slow song came on, and Tristan asked Dahlia to dance with him. They left toward the dance floor, followed by Seth and Bronte. 

They all looked  extremely happy, and I was happy for them. 

"Do you want to dance?" Taylor asked me smiling. I thought he might ask me, we were really good friends after all. 

I was about to say yes, when Alec cut him off. 

"Sorry Taylor, she's mine." 

He just said I was his! 

He offered me his hand and we walked together to the dance floor. 

He put his hand on my waist, his other hand in mine, as I put my hand on his shoulder. 

We started spinning slowly to the beat of the music, and I was thoroughly happy that I was in his arms right now. 

It was a really nice moment, until I saw Mase and Taylor out of the corner of my eye, dancing with each other. 

I burst laughing, and Alec followed my eyes to see what I was laughing at. 

The exact moment he saw them he started lauging too, and eventually we were both laughing so hard that we were crying. 

Needless to say we had stopped dancing. 

The song ended just as we stopped laughing, and I turned to walk back to the lounge when Alec grabbed my hand, effectively stopping me. 

"What?" I asked him, still smiling. 

"We spent that whole dance laughing! We didn't even dance! I get another dance!" He grinned wickedly, and pulled me back into his arms. 

That boy was so confusing! 

"Fine," I sighed exasparated, but I was not complaining at all. 

"So... What made you buy that dress?" Alec asked, looking me up and down. 

That move right there made me want to blush, but I didn't.

Thank god!

"Dahlia... And Bronte... And Mase..." I trailed, laughing. 

Alec leaned in to whisper in my ear, but all I could think about was how close he was to me. 

"Well I'm glad they did," he breathed, then pulled back a little, but we were much closer than before. 

I could feel his warm breath on my face, and I blushed a little at that last comment, hoping he wouldn't notice. 

"I'm not so sure about the shoes though..." I trailed, looking up at his marvelling hazel-green eyes. They had a lot of gold in them tonight, which made Alec look more attractive, not that I thought that was even possible. 

"Well I love them, but that's just my opinion," He stated, glancing quickly down to my shoes, then back to my face. 

"I like them, but if you weren't holding me right now, then I would probably fall on my ass..." I trailed, really hoping he wouldn't let go to make me fall over.

"I better hold on tight then," he whispered, and leant his face closer to mine. 

I could feel his breath on my face, our noses were almost touching. 

It felt like he wanted to kiss me, I know I wanted to kiss him. 

He leaned in slowly, his hand moving from my waist to my neck, and I thought this was it!

He is going to kiss me!

His lips were almost at mine, when Mason jumped behind Alec, scaring him, and effectively ending our moment. 

"God damn it Mason!" Alec said, frustrated. 

Does that mean he wanted to kiss me?

"What? Did I interrupt something?" He smirked evilly, as I rolled my eyes at him and laughed. 

"Mase? Go away," I stated, before turning back to Alec, who was still holding my hand. 

"Fine! Jeez you two are so temparamental!" Mason replied, before walking back over to Taylor and Hunter. 

I looked up at Alec and smiled, but the moment was gone. 

Alec laughed as we walked back to the lounge, he was still holding my hand for support. 

When I sat back down, I tried to tell myself to not over think this. 

But he almost kissed me, and he seemed frustrated when Mason interrupted!

Does that mean he likes me? Loves me? 

I was confused to say the least, but then I remembered who I was speaking about, and realised that he could never like me. 

It must have just been a spur-of-the-moment type of thing and not mean anything. 

Yeah, that was probably it. 

Alec couldn't like me. We were just friends, that was it. Even if I wanted more, it wouldn't work, because he would never like someone like me.

Friends, that's what we are and what we always are going to be. 

At the end of the night, I invited Dahlia and Bronte to stay at my house, and they agreed. 

As we were driving home, I knew that they were keeping something from me so I asked them...

"What are you guys going to say? Spill!" I questioned them, which was all they needed to burst laughing. 

When they finally calmed down enough, Dahlia started to explain.

"Seriously, you have to ask? Did you not see what happened between you and Alec on the dance floor? You were about to kiss for God's sake!!!" 

"We're just friends. He doesn't like me that way," I said, at the same time Bronte asked, "isn't that what couples do?"

I scowled further into my seat. 

"He soooo likes you Tam! When you walked in the room he just about had a heart attack! I'm telling you the truth!!" Dahlia exclaimed, and I ignored her. 

I didn't want to get my hopes up, in case they were wrong, because I knew that would hurt so much more. 

When we got to my house, I used the spare key from under the mat and let us in. 

Dahlia and Bronte ran upstairs as I locked the door, and sighed. 

I wish something had happened tonight...