POV: Samantha

I am such an idiot.

I kissed him back.

What the actual hell is wrong with me?

For Gods sake I just met him like less than three hours ago basically and I already have a crush on him, hugged him and I kissed him!

I am so stupid...

He's never really going to like me. I'm not even sure why he said he liked me. Like I said before he is a liar. And now he's a cheater.

Well you are the one that made him that way.

The stupid little voice in the back of my head has a point. I didn't help matters much.

If I was smart I would've poked the dude in the eyes screamed out "rape" and run for the hills, but I didn't. I stayed, I hugged him, and I kissed him back. I am just as bad as him.

Then again it is mostly his fault because he flirted with me. I did not flirt with him. I tried to act like I wasn't even interested.

Then again I didn't do that good of a job obviously.....

This arguing with myself went up until Sydney got back to the car.

"Are you talking to yourself again?" She asked immediately I she got into the driver side.

"No, of course not. How insane do you think I am?" I asked sarcastically.

"Pretty insane considering you let him kiss you after three hours of knowing him." She said as she turned the keys in the ignition and took the vehicle out of park and preparing to back out of the space.

"I didn't mean to...." I tried to defend myself. But it wasn't working.

"Honestly, I don't care. What I do care about is that Cameron's best friend is really pissed because of you." She said coldly.

Ouch, that hurt.

"I didn't mean to...." I tried again, but I couldn't finish my statement before bursting into tears.

I knew for a fact that all the make up I had put on was now running down my face pitifully.

"Ginger suck it up." Sydney said loudly. "You have exactly one dinner date to fix this. Whatever this is." She explained as she continued to drive to the restaurant.

POV: Nash

Was I drunk or something?

Because I seemed to have no sense whatsoever.

I am an awful boyfriend.

Not to mention an awful person.

I am probably the worst person anybody will ever meet. Except for Hitler, he was really bad.

I continued to beat myself up until Cameron arrived at the car.

"What the actual hell has you so pissed?" he asked annoyed as he got into the car.

"Nothing. I will tell you later. Maybe." I said gloomily.

"No. You're going to tell me now. While we're driving. Before we get to the dinner." He said directly.

"Fine." And so I explained my stupidity and the mess I made.

"Wow, that was a pretty dick thing to do dude." He said confirming my fears.

"I am aware of this. This is why I didn't want to tell you. Now, do you have anything useful to say?" I asked annoyed.

"I do actually." He said as he continued to drive to the restaurant.

"And what's that?" I asked impatiently.

"Break up with Leah. And then go out with Samantha." He said simply.

"But I love Leah." I said confused.

"So? She obviously doesn't love you." He said as if it was a known fact.

"What do you mean? Of course she does." I protested.

"Really? Because if she did she wouldn't check out every dude that came by, including your best friend." He said looking at me briefly.

"No. She doesn't. Does she?" I could feel my heart breaking into thousands of pieces and it hurt, badly.

"Dude, it scares me that you have not realized this earlier." Cameron said pity creeping into his voice.

I stayed silent. Staring at the black rolling past my the window.

I didn't know what to say. Everything I thought about her I guess was wrong.

And here all this time I was worrying about being a cheater.

I felt anger bubble up inside me covering up the despair easily.

Then it faded immediately.

Maybe she has an explanation.

Maybe I should give her another chance.

I mean, I kissed a girl and she probably hasn't kissed another dude she just checks them out. Maybe we can work this out.

"I know what you're thinking." Cameron said quietly interrupting my thoughts. "I don't want to tell you what to do, but I really think you should break up with her. Even if you don't date Samantha afterward. And I'm not just saying this because it would be fun to go on double dates with me and Sydney and you and Samantha." He said seriously.

I didn't answer.

Instead I just sat in silence until we finally arrived at the parking lot to the restaurant.

Cameron put the car in park and took out the keys, but he didn't leave yet.

"Look, you have an entire dinner date to make things right with Samantha. Whether it be to date her or to be friends with her. But I don't think you want to lose her forever. I've seen the way you look at her. It's not nothing. So don't convince yourself it is." He said before opening the door and leaving the car and walking to the entrance to the restaurant leaving me.

He's right.

Even if I don't date her, I don't want to lose her as a friend.

After a couple of minutes of just sitting quietly in the car. I finally figured out what I was going to do.

I got out of the car, made sure it was locked, and walked up to the restaurant trying to look confident.

When I got inside I saw that the rest of the group had already been seated. So I just walked over to them. I sat down next to Samantha trying to sit far away from her make things less uncomfortable for her.

I would've sat next to Cameron, but he was already sitting next to Sydney. So I guess that was impossible.

Knowing him, he probably did it on purpose.

When I had reached the table Cameron and Sydney have been talking quietly. And Samantha had just been sitting there, awkwardly. I felt a rush of pity towards her. It's not her fault that I had a girlfriend and that I had to kiss her.

I looked at her curiously.

"I'm sorry for what I did." I said quietly.

She looked up in surprise and she met my eyes with her golden ones.

"You shouldn't have to apologize. I didn't help the situation anymore than you did." She said guiltily.

"The hell are you talking about? You had nothing to do it. I was impulsive. I am the one with the girlfriend. I am the one with the responsibility not to cheat on her." I said truthfully and I was seriously baffled that she thought it was her fault. "The only thing that is your fault, is that you are just too beautiful for me to resist." I stated confidently and smirked at her.

Her face turned bright red almost immediately. I had to hold in my laughs.

"You are a liar Nash Grier." She said for the third time today, but this time she was smiling. She looked away from me and buried her face in the menu trying to conceal her blush.

I too buried my face in the menu, but not because I was getting away from her. But because I was hungry.

Most of us ended up ordering waters except for Cameron he was the oddball that got a Coke.

We had ended up going to Olive Garden.

Sydney got a chicken Alfredo plate. I had gotten some cheeseburger that I didn't even know they had at Olive Garden. Cameron got the same thing as Sydney. And Samantha got a salad, claiming that she was trying to go on a diet.

It was actually a pretty good night. We cracked jokes. We talked about Vine.

The girls asked how many fans we actually thought we had. They asked us if we were attracted to many of the fans we met. And a lot of other rinky-dink conversation starters.

Sydney and Cameron were becoming closer and closer and it was quite apparent apparent that they were actually a thing now. The dinner wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Not anywhere near any reason for me to dread it.

The thing I should dread though, is getting home to my girlfriend.

-END OF FLASHBACK-