But I ignored everything. I just slept.

In the morning shuffling feet and engines awoke me. I sat up looking at my puffy red eyes. After I washed my face with cold water I got on with the day. Everyone was moving about into the halls saying final goodbyes.

Damn it...

I forgot all about Genevieve. I left her standing in the girls bathroom. She probably thinks I lied about everything and that I didn't really care.

I ran across the hall still in my Pajamas, I knocked on her door frantically.

She opened it up and glared when her eyes landed on me.

"What do you want." I feel her hollow voice.

"Look I'm so sorry I just was so overwhelmed and busy but please can we talk about it!" I looked at her eyes and they were also red.

"Danny you left me there and after everything I told you!" She looked around then grabbed my wrist pulling me into her room, she then slammed the door shut.

Her room was neat and tidy and many shades of lavender and purple echoed around the room. Her tie dye sweatshirt was a soft shade of magenta and was stained with what looked like cheeto dust.

"When everyone leaves, meet me in the same place at the same time, this is your last chance before I believe you just think it's all a joke." I nod and whisper a soft sorry before walking out of her room and back into the full traffic jammed hallways of Metha House.

After a few hours the whole place was cleared out. No noise echoed in the halls and no voices came from rooms next to mine. No music blared from across the hall, and no chatter in the girls bathroom. Mehta's house was empty.

All except the six of us.

As I wander the halls and main room, I think. It's one of my guilty pleasures, my weakness. Once I start I don't stop.

My mind falls to the one thing I have tried to avoid thinking about. David.

I can't believe he left me, well technically I left him. But he kissed me and left mentally. I want to talk to him, but I'm afraid to.

I feel like he wouldn't care even if I talked to him. It was probably just a tense moment, him longing for another girl to hook up with.

But what happened that night, it was a big blur yet the feeling was what lasted what I remembered.

I find myself -this is not at all surprising- in David's hall. His door is right there, I could talk to him and ask him what is happening between us. If it was a once in a lifetime thing or something more?

I stop and stare at his door, what if he was not inside? Where else would he be?

I counter my own thoughts in my mind.

Before I know it my face is inches from his door and my fist is raised ready to knock but it's suspended in mid air. My mind was blank, caught in the moment thinking about what could go right or what could go wrong. What did I want to happen? I did not know.

But my hand made contact with the door and a few seconds passed before the creaking of a bed and the rattle of the door handle flooded my senses. My heart began to race as I saw him. His dark hair was a bit wet and his cold eyes focused on me.

I waited in an awkward silence. He was dressed in a pair of plaid Pajama pants and a white tee.

"Oh umm... hey." I paused. Stupid! I yell at myself. I shake all of my doubt out of my mind and get to the point.

"Look, I've been wanting to talk to you about what happened the other night, and I know I shoved you out but-" I see a smile on his face but I continue "-yet you never reached out after that you just left the conversation completely!"

I felt sad almost having to tell him how I felt, shouldn't he see it in my eyes, in my actions.

"I need to know if what happened was what you meant to do or was it all a show?"

I took a deep breath before his hands grabbed my waist and pulled me into his room, the door shut with a loud slam and his lips collided with mine.

The feeling came back. My lips felt fire. My heart pounded like drums breaking my ribcage. I felt his fingers on my lower back lifting up the smallest amount of my thin white shirt. I loved when his fingers gilded softly over my skin. He paused looking into my eyes.

It was all so sudden. I never expected it to turn in this direction.

"I think you have your answer." His voice was rushed and quiet. I had never felt this rush before. This feeling of fire on my skin. It was our last kiss amplified by the thousands.

His lips trailed my neck. No one had touched me with such light fingers yet with such a fierce emotion overtaking them.

He placed his hands on my hips and pulled me closer. I wrapped my arms around his neck while his hands slid to the small of my back. I giggled a bit in all of the exasperation.

He pulled me up so my legs wrapped around his waist. His hands were wrapped around on my thighs.

Next I was thrown onto his bed. His muscular build held me in mid air until the soft mattress made my fall alsot softer, his eyes were now glowing with a warm light.

I felt my shirt being lifted higher and higher until it lay on the floor. Next up was his shirt. His bare skin felt cold out in the air as I ran my fingers on his muscles.

Was I ready for this, what even was this?

But in the moments we stared into eachothers eyes. I only leaned

in for another kiss, a long one before we both collapsed into heavy breathing on his bed.

I guess I wasn't ready.

I felt on fire, I felt light like a cloud. My hand held his and I smiled looking at his jawline, sharp and strong. His eyes now in the light were soft. His hair was wet and thick, had he been taking a shower?

Oh god Danny stop it!

It was covering his eyes just a bit but in a stylish fashion. No wonder Vi liked him. But I was not going to get caught in the spiral of Vi's murder, Nothing could ruin this moment.

I had realized my shirt was laying on the floor. My skin was bare and the only thing really on me was a cheap bra I bought at walmart. I felt the urge to cover myself with the sheets but I didn't want to seem that way. And yet the air felt cold, dispitethe hot moment. We hang in silence not knowing what to say or do. He turns to face me turning on his side. I met his gaze, it was soft. His hand unclasped from mine and he stroked my face.

"I'm sorry about not talking to you since our last meeting." I laughed softly at this.

"It's okay, but still I want to know what is, this?" I feel free to speak my mind around him now. He apologized.

His face looked around the room avoiding mine. What was going through his head?

"I don't know, it's been hard for me to process things lately, but I'd consider you, more," He paused. "Than a friend..."

I smiled.

A knock on the door startled me. David looked scared almost. He motioned for me to hide in the closet, I grabbed my shirt and ran for the closet's open door. Inside it smelled like Him, not that I know what he smells like.

I hear the door opening. He speaks nervously but I can make out a deep voice.

"Excuse me Mr. Love have you seen a Miss. Danny Belle around here."

David paused.

"Umm... no not that I know of." He laughed. "Sorry." The door closed and David sighed.

He opened the door and helped me out.

"The Police are looking for you, you better go." My face turned red.

"Yeah." I steal one last kiss from him before putting on my shirt and walking out the door. I smile back at him. His words ring in my ears as I look around for the officer looking for me.

What the hell had I done?

More than friends?