Diana's POV

He's been wearing this adorable smile on his face since we came back to the hotel last night. Ian and Brian drove us back, they didn't want us to hail a cab even though we insisted otherwise. It was past nine in the night when we arrived and though we didn't do any physical activity the whole day and just lounged and talked – I was tired. So was he, but I think he wanted to talk more.

So, till two in the morning, we talked, stole kisses here and there, made love to each other and shared our thoughts. I am incredibly happy for him, to see him continuously smile like his life is falling into pieces together has swelled my heart with immense love for the man who's standing in by the bed, wearing a black v-neck full sleeves t-shirt with dark blue rugged jeans. I swear he looks hot enough for me to capture him inside this hotel room for the rest of the night as he pulls on a black leather jacket to keep himself a little warm.

"You almost ready, Dee?" He asks, looking back at me as I stand in front of the mirror, still checking out his reflection.

"Almost." I give out an amused grin as I put up my hair in a ponytail, which looks more like a back bun due to my short hair.

He eyes me a little, "I like your hair down better." He says, coming up behind me as he places a kiss on my exposed neck.

"I decided to go for a little change?" I offer and he nods.

I am wearing black skinny jeans that is cut up on my knees and thighs along with a cropped blue sweatshirt. I would have gone for a dress, but it's cold outside and also, it's a frat house party – I am trying to keep it a little casual. I step into my ankle length boots with three inches of heel. My make up is already done, I did a while ago, going with a dark shade for my eyes and toning the rest of the texture with it.

Aaron and I stayed in for the most of the day, except for when we went out for lunch and took a stroll around a few blocks to roam around the city. In the evening, we did video chatting with Emily for about half an hour, after which I started getting ready.

It's a little after eight thirty, but Brian asked us to meet him around nine, which made me question his judgment about parties a little since who started that early? But, he said that it's frat house party and people were desperate to get drunk and laid.

Honestly, Brian is a really cool guy, and in many ways he reminds of myself – how chill I was in my college days when I went to parties except I was just as much of a bitch and got laid with guys just to momentarily feel better about myself. But it's all in the past now. And I wouldn't have it in the present even if it were offered.

"He just messaged to ask if we've left yet." Aaron says, stepping into his shoes and I sigh.

"I was hoping we could grab a bite? I am kind of hungry." I tell him, as my stomach grumbles. "And that is not going away with stupid party snacks, and I don't want to drink on an empty stomach."

He smiles, "I saw a hot dog stand a block away when we took a walk, we'll get you something. Come on now." He offers me his hand which I take with a smile on my face as I push my phone and a few dollar bills in my small sling bag.

We lock the door behind us as Aaron quickly texts back Brian. He exchanged numbers with everyone before we left last night and Amelia already made a group on iMessage with four of us included. She said she doesn't want to miss out on any updates from each other's life which made me laugh.

As Aaron and I walked through the sideways of Chicago, he pulled me to himself, his arm around my waist and I kind of regretted wearing a crop sweatshirt because of my exposed skin, which was cold as fuck now.

"You look like a cute college girl." He says as we reach the hot dog stand and he asks for two chicken ones.

I give him a smile, "And you look like high school bad boy in that leather jacket." I tell him, biting my lip from grinning further as he looks down at himself.

"Well, I thought girls liked bad boys?" He offers as he hands me my hot dog and I take a bite, shaking my head.

"Nope, that definitely didn't go down well. I prefer nerdy guys, who wear sexy suits to office and distract me the whole fucking day." I smirk at him, winking and he laughs.

"You're ruining me, you know that right?" He says.

"Well, it depends. Is that a good thing or bad?" I arch an eyebrow.

"Good, definitely good. I like being ruined by you." He grins and I shake my head.

"That's some dark twisted shit, babe. And you're flirting with me like you still want to win me over." I point out.

He shrugs, "Just because I have your heart, doesn't mean that I have to stop impressing you." He kisses my forehead.

"See? You did it again." I groan, but internally his words are melting me like they always do.

We talk a little more, finishing our food as I observe people pass by before Aaron stops a taxi and we give the driver address that Brian texted him. It takes us twenty minutes to reach there, and by then it's already quarter past nine.

As soon as Aaron and I step out of the taxi, the sight of the cars packed outside a huge house that's buzzing with music comes into the view. A lot of people are in the front yard, red cups littering the place as Aaron takes his hand in mine, leading me inside.

The door is already wide open as people keep going inside and outside, while both of us have to squeeze our way into the crowd. I see him pull out his phone as he dials Brian's number but I am not sure how will he even hear his phone over such loud music and people yelling for drinks at each other.

"Brian. We're here, man. Where the hell are you?" Aaron barks into the phone as two girls giggling loudly walk past him, immediately making me cringe a little at the sound.

I don't know what Brian responds but Aaron hangs up with a string of curses which surprises me a little because he doesn't curse so strongly. "He said to stay put by the door and he'll be here in a second." He informs and I nod as he pulls me closer to himself, totally out of his comfort zone.

Someone hands the two of us red cups, "It's a party people, drink up!" The guy shouts loudly before walking away to give out more liquor.

I bring the cup close to my face as I inhale the smell which immediately makes me barf a little, almost making me taste bile in my mouth. Aaron, clearly out of his nerves, is about to bring the cup close to his lips before I put mine away and snatch his away.

"Are you an idiot?" I snap, harshly as I throw his cup away and he frowns at my sudden change of mood.

"What?" He asks.

"It was probably spiked, don't ever drink from a cup that someone else handed you. Either rely on Brian or make the drink yourself." I tell him, still shaking a little and his eyes widen, realisation setting in his mind before he nods.

"Sorry, baby. I didn't realise." He mutters, "Where the hell is Brian?"

"Right here, big brother." Brian appears in front of us with drinks in his hand as he gives Aaron a nod before turning to me.

I look at the way his eyes roam down my body and Aaron stiffens a little next to him. I rub his arm, to relax him because he has nothing to be afraid of. That's his brother, and he is of no harm to either of us – I am pretty sure he checks out every girl and he did it out of habit.

"Looking sexy, sister in law." He grins at me and I shake my head at him.

He started calling us with those names a little later during the dinner, and though I know Aaron loved the fact that he's been calling him 'big brother', it's been sending me off the edge as he teases me with the 'sister-in law' tag. But I know he's only trying to get on my nerves, so I am letting it slip.

"You look like you just got laid." I point to his messed up hair and Aaron widens his eyes at me but I just shrug innocently, "What? I am just saying."

"Didn't get lucky yet, but that is definitely due to some hot make out." Brian winks at me.

"I don't want to hear that, please. Gross!" Aaron grimaces, making both of us laugh.

"Well, come on now. I'll introduce you to my friends who actually live here." He tells us, walking ahead as he starts making his way to what looks like a living room but the couches middle of the room is empty as couches have been set against the wall.

"You know this is actually my first frat house party?" I tell them both and earn surprised looks.

"Even better." Brian laughs.

When we reach a group of people who look around Brian's age, and more like ours, because you can't really detect much of an age difference between two three years.

"Guys!" Brian gets everyone's attention and I notice that around four guys and three girls are there in the group. He motions to us, "That's my brother, Aaron and his girlfriend, Diana. They'll be joining us."

Everyone immediately hoots, making me smirk as I eye them. "Jake." A guy offers his hand to Aaron who shakes it before he moves to me, his eyes roaming slowly around my body but it doesn't bother me, I have been so much used to this.

"You done? I have pretty much the same body as every other girl." I say, snapping his eyes towards mine as he smirks a little.

"I would beg to differ." He gives me a mischievous grin which makes Aaron glare at him.

"Back off, Jake. She's taken." Brian tells his friend.

"Even if I was not, he wouldn't do it for me." I smirk which causes Aaron to finally smile as his friends boo at him.

He still winks at me, not bothering to look at Aaron which actually pisses me off a little as I glare at Jake, hard. Next up stands a girl as she immediately wraps her arms around me, catching me off guard because I am definitely not a hugger and my personal space matters a lot to me.

"Hey. I am Nancy." She says, finally letting go of me. "It's nice to meet you." She grins before looking back at Brian who smiles at her, and the dots finally connect in my head.

She has a thing for him. I bite my inside cheek to not laugh because Brian definitely is embracing his singlehood and would never give her a chance. But she's beautiful with red hair and those big bambi like eyes.

"Hi Nancy. It's nice to meet you too." I put on a smile for her before she turns to Aaron and offers him her hand which she lightly shakes with a nod.

"Alright, this is going too slow for my liking." Brian whines and then starts pointing at the rest of them. "That's Alan, Juan and Zach," He says then points towards the rest of the two girls, "That would be Mia and Ava."

Everyone either nods or waves, and Aaron and I do the same. They are sitting on the couches while the rest on our chairs. Brian sits by the armrest of the couch while Aaron takes a seat on the empty chair, and pulls me onto his lap, making me smile a little.

"You alright?" I ask him, aware that he's not really a fan of parties.

The only reason he came tonight is because he thinks that due to all the responsibilities on my head, I don't really get time for myself so he wants me to forget about the bills back home for a while and live according to my age. So, when Brian mentioned this, I knew he wouldn't decline for the same reason and also because it gave him time to spend around with his brother.

"Better now that you're sitting like this." He says, making me kiss his jaw and Brian whines.

"Please, I already have to witness that couple shit in my apartment because I live with Juan and he's whipped for Mia. Not you two!" He says and my eyes snap to the blonde couple who laugh at Brian.

"Alright, alright. We'll spare you for tonight." Mia tells him and he breathes.

He gets Aaron and I drinks which makes me arch an eyebrow at him, "Did you make these yourselves?" I ask and he frowns.

"Yeah, why?"

"Nothing, just wanted to make sure they aren't spiked." I shrug and everyone gives me a weird look.

"Is that thing real? I thought it only happened in movies." Nancy says, shifting a little closer to the arm rest where Brian is.

Aaron tightens his grip on my waist because I know both of us are thinking the same thing. "It never hurts to be careful, right?" He tells her with a gentle smile and she nods.

"Well, I wanna play something, otherwise this crap is boring." Alan opens his mouth and I almost spit the vodka back in the cup because of how thick his British accent is.

I swear I am loyal as fuck to Aaron, but Alan's voice manages to twist my insides as I stare at him, gulping the vodka. I feel Aaron stiffen beneath me, because he probably noticed the flush on my face.

"Can you speak again?" I ask Alan, who gives me a confused look.

"What?" He says, but it sounds like, 'whaa.' and I gape at him.

"Shit." I say, biting my lip to stop myself from grinning and Aaron glares at me.

"What are we missing here?" Jake asks, looking curious as does everyone else.

"She has a huge thing for British accents." Aaron practically groans from behind me and Brian laughs out loudly while Alan arches an eyebrow at me, a small smile on his lips.

"Seriously? Why the hell don't I have an accent." Jake mutters from the chair besides us, and I shoot him a glare.

I turn to Aaron and can't help but laugh a little at how jealous he practically looks. "Babe, chill." I smile at him and he gives me a look.

He moves to stand up, taking me along with him as he looks at Brian, "Be right back." His tone is clipped as he hands his untouched drink and take mine as well, giving it to his brother who just smirks, looking between the two of us.

Aaron pulls me along while I try to wrap my head around the whole situation. I want to ask him where we are going, but at the pace he's walking, I am just trying not to trip. When he reaches a door, he pulls it open, then pulls me inside before closing it behind me, the sound of the music dying down as the silence of the small space takes over.

"Do I even want to know what we are doing in a bathroom?" I arch an eyebrow.

He gives me an innocent smile, shaking his head as he closes the distance between us, capturing my lips in his as he kisses me slowly, his body coming closer to mine as he starts grinding against me, torturing me with the calculates movements of his hands as they graze the skin of my exposed stomach.

His left hand travels north as his fingers graze over my bra, shutting my thoughts out as I push my lower body against his in desperation but the bastard smiles against my lips as his left hand pushes down a cup of my bra, and his fingers rub against my hard nipple, immediately making me moan which he doesn't even let me complete as he deepens the kiss, silencing me as our tongues meet.

Fucking hell. I'm not sure what has gotten into him suddenly, and I am not complaining at all but his hand as his tongue are driving me equally insane as the fire starts igniting deeper in the pit of my stomach.

He doesn't say a fucking word, he continues to kiss me as his hand continues to tease me before his right hand unbuttons my jeans in a swift motion, his hand sliding under the layer of fabrics, going south before it meets the most sensitive part of my body, making me cry out a moan as I part my lips away from him.

My eyes snap open to meet his and there's excitement and lust behind his blue orbs but I can't keep mine open for longer as the cold fingers of right hand meets the warmth between my legs as he slides one finger inside of me.

"Oh my fuck.." I curse, shooting my eyes open as I look at him, and his left hand pinches the skin of my breast before he kisses me again, probably trying to silence me, but I totally blame him.

His movements are slow and torturous as he pulls his finger in and out of me but I fidget, snapping my eyes at him, "Aaron, please.." I literally beg for the closure that my body so desperately needs.

My hands grip the roots of his hair as I pull him closer to kiss while his hands pick up the movement, making my breaths deeper as I hold onto his body to not fall down on my knees because of how weak they feel as his finger push deep inside of me. His kisses devour my every moan, biting on my lower lip until his pace is so quick that I come undone, sated as my head falls down on his shoulder.

"Now you remember how I make you feel when you hear him speak." He whispers in my ear and I gasp, pushing him away a little as I quickly adjust my bra, praying that this crop sweatshirt won't reveal how I am still feeling.

"You asshole, is that why you brought me here?" I gape at him, and he laughs, stepping closer.

"Yes, and also because I love how you moan my name, wanted to refresh my memory." He gives me his cheeky smile as he kisses my neck and I bite back a moan.

"Bastard." I mutter, and he grins at me.

"You love me, baby." He kisses my lips and I shake my head.

"Not right now."

"Especially right now."

I glare at him and he chuckles, pulling more closer as he kisses me again. We take a few more minutes as I clean up and we compose ourself before opening the door.

As soon as we do, a girl barges in and goes straight for the toilet seat while Aaron looks at me with a raised brow and I shrug, "College parties." I mumble and he takes my hand, leading us back to Brian.

When we reach there, however, I only spot Alan and Zach, who are both talking to different girls while Nancy's looking around. I go to sit by her and Aaron follows my lead.

"Where's everyone else?" I ask.

She shrugs, "Mia and Juan are grinding right there on the floor. Ava went to get herself a drink, Jake's probably trying to get a girl in bed and Brian just left with this senior who looked spooky as hell. I don't know where his head is at." She rambles but the last part catches both Aaron and my attention immediately.

"What do you mean by a spooky senior?" Aaron asks her, his voice tense but I don't blame him.

Nancy looks between us, a nervous look on her face, "Shit. It's nothing.."

"Nancy, I need you tell me what the hell is going on." I say, my voice snappy and harsh but I really don't give a fuck right now.

She gulps and Aaron nods, agreeing with me, "He's been really excited to try new things recently so he finally convinced a senior to get him some pot to try and I think that's where he went—"

"Where did he go?" Aaron asks, already standing up and I follow his movements.

He's running a hasty hand through his hair as he looks around while I give Nancy a stern look, "Check the rooms upstairs." She says and I nod.

Aaron takes my hand and we both push through the body of people, finding stairs that lead to the upper floor. When we finally reach there, I look at the doors on both the sides of hallways.

"You go left, and I'll go right. Alright?" I tell him.

"Baby, I am not leaving you." He says, his voice stern and I glare at him.

"Aaron, I can take care of myself, alright? It's your fucking brother we need to find before he does something stupid. Just go." I push him towards the opposite side and he nods.

"Shout for me when you find him and I'll do the same, alright?" He says and I nod, already turning the knob of one of the doors.

A couple of people were inside with a bottle spinning on the floor, so I shut it back, not bothering to apologise as I keep checking the damn doors. Well, fuck these big frat houses. When I reach a door and it doesn't open immediately, I think that a couple might be there, so I am about to walk away but something tugs me behind.

So, I keep my ear against the door but I hear mumbling behind the door, nothing concrete which makes me pound my fist against it. No one opens up, so I do it again.

"Open the door!" I yell, doing it again and a girly voice might have done something because the door clicks open.

A brunette peeks her head outside as she looks me up and down, "The room's occupied." She says, her voice snappy which makes me roll my eyes.

I push the door further but she immediately gasps, standing against it. "I just need to see who you have inside here, girl. I am not interested in you." I tell her, because she must be thinking of me as some pervert.

"Well, fuck off. You aren't allowed in here."

"Oli, who is it?" I hear Brian's familiar voice and immediately curse under my breath.

Bingo.

I push the door with a little more force and the girl, Oli, stumbles back. She glares at me, "What the fuck?" She yells.

My eyes move to Brian who's sitting on the floor with a pot joint between his lips, and his eyes already blood shot. It took me ten minutes to find him, and Aaron and I possibly couldn't have been gone for more than fifteen. Shit, if he has smoking all this time, he must be stoned out of his damn mind.

"What the fuck, Brian?" I glare at him, not caring that he's Aaron's brother in the moment.

His eyes widen as he takes me in, immediately putting the joint out as well as covering the other rolling papers which just makes me a little more mad.

I hear commotion behind me and turn around to see that Aaron has actually managed to find me without me yelling his name down the hall. He takes the scene in front of him and shock sets in his features.

"Do you know them?" Oli looks at Brian.

He stands up, but is not able to properly balance himself on his feet so Aaron steps forward, to catch his arm but I stop him.

"Let him be." I warn Aaron who gives me a ridiculous look.

"That's my damn brother." He snaps at me.

"And he was smoking a joint!" I snap back which makes him glare at me but he supports Brian nonetheless.

"You both need to leave." Oli says and I glare at her.

"Listen to me, you bitch. I can get your ass arrested for providing marijuana to a minor, so you better haul your ass out of here before I literally punch in the face." I warn her and she narrows her eyes at me.

"Is that a threat? You can't do shit to me, whore!" She smirks, stepping closer and I let out a humorless laugh before stretching back my hand and landing a fist on her jaw.

"Diana!" Brian yells, and Aaron's jaw falls open.

"That was a fucking promise, get the fuck out of here." I snap at the girl who dared to call me a whore. I don't take that word so easily anymore. I am a better person than that.

She holds her jaw before grabbing her phone and the rest of her joints from the floor as she gets out of the room. I turn to Aaron and Brian, my anger just igniting as I look at the latter's bloodshot eyes.

"Did you seriously punch her?" Aaron asks, still shocked.

"She called me a whore, and someone told me that I shouldn't think like that about myself or let anyone call me names." I remind him and a proud smile takes over his features.

Brian laughs, he really starts laughing by holding his stomach and Aaron and I look at each other before he sets him down on the bed. Aaron gives me a worried look as he looks at Brian like he has lost his fucking mind and I sigh.

"Brian, if you don't stop laughing right now, I am going to punch you in the face." I tell him in between his laughs but he doesn't stop.

Well, fuck.

But before I can even step towards him, Aaron slaps him, right across the face. Fucking hard! His fingers leave marks across his pale skin and I look at them with wide eyes and my mouth open.

"Did you?" I look at Aaron who just shrugs at me.

"It was either you or me, and I am really frustrated with him right now." He mumbles and I nod.

But, it takes me a whole second to realise that Brian actually isn't laughing anymore. He's staring at the two of us with his mouth wide open and I rub my temples.

"He cannot be here in this room, let's get him some fresh air which can do miracles when you are high." I tell Aaron who gives me a confused look.

"Dee, are you sure? Should he even be allowed outside?" He asks and I nod.

I take Brian's jacket and look at the car keys lying around. I look at him, "Brian, are these yours?" I ask him and he looks at it with wide eyes and then back at me, then again at keys as he nods.

I put them in my clutch because I am not sure which car is his, he can come back tomorrow and get it from here. There's no way in hell either Aaron or I are letting him drive like this. The worst part is that he smoked for the first time! He must be high out of his damn mind.

Aaron takes Brian's arm and puts it across his shoulder while I open the doors for them. He can walk on his own, but he can still trip anytime so it's better to get support. When we manage to get downstairs, his friends come into the view and I immediately curse under my breath.

Zach gives us a worried look, "What's going on?" He asks.

"Can we go outside? There are too many people in here to begin with." Aaron suggests and everyone follows us outside, past the front yard and to the sidewalk.

Brian wriggles out of Aaron's grasp and steps forward to wrap his arms around Nancy who stumbles a little, immediately taken aback.

"Nance!" He yells, "Why are you so nice to me?" He mumbles, still holding onto her and I roll my eyes.

"Brian, get off of her. Right now." Aaron barks at him, his voice pissed.

Brian pouts but lets go of Nancy as he comes to stand by my side, supporting his weight on me as he keeps his head on my shoulder by bending down a little since I'm clearly shorter than him.

"What shit did he get high on?" Jake asks, looking at his friend with an amused look.

Aaron pinches the bridge of his nose before he turns to me so I can explain. "Marijuana, I think."

"Did Olivia help him out?" Alan asks and I nod.

"Yeah, he kept calling her Oli."

"Where is she?" Mia asks, clutching to Juan who's just staring at Brian.

"Punched her in the face and asked her to get lost. That's what she did." I say with a grin and almost everyone laughs. "You guys go back inside, enjoy. We got him." I tell them.

"Are you sure, Diana?" Nancy asks, looking at Brian worriedly as he plays with a strand of my hair from ponytail and Aaron slaps his hand away.

I roll my eyes and nod, "Yeah, we'll take care of him. He'll give you guys a call tomorrow. Just go, enjoy! And don't take a drink from anyone." I wink and they laugh.

Everyone shakes hands with the two of us while the girls give me a side hug and so does Jake but I let it slip. After they are all inside, Aaron turns to me.

"Aaron, you've been awfully quiet. Say something?" I tell him, my hand going to his cheek and Brian is so out of it that he doesn't even pay attention.

Aaron sighs, running a hand through his hair as he looks at Brian, "I am his supposed big brother, Diana. Aren't I supposed to be the responsible one? And he hangs out with me for the first time only to end up like this. What will I tell Lily and Ian?" He tugs at the roots.

"This isn't your doing, Aaron. He's an adult and should've been responsible. So don't you dare feel guilty for this. As for Lily and Ian, just give them a call and tell them that I drank too much and that Brian is helping you take care of me so he's probably going to crash at our room." I tell him but he's already shaking his head at the idea.

"Absolutely not. I am not letting them think that you're the irresponsible one, when you've done nothing wrong." He says, his eyes stern behind the surface and I sigh.

"Baby, c'mon. I don't care what anyone thinks of me, remember? Just make the call while we walk around the block. We need to find a grocery store."

I take Brian's hand and he mindlessly starts walking with me, humming to a song that I can't quite recall at the moment, also because his humming is so off track. Aaron grunts behind me before he comes to the other side of Brian and gives me a look and I give him a small smile with a nod.

Brian isn't answerable to his parents since he lives in an apartment by himself but because Aaron is visiting, he's staying at home for a week, which is why he was supposed to return back to his parents after the party.

We come to a grocery store after walking for a block and the chilly air seems to have done some good to Brian because he has actually stopped humming.

"You make the phone call, and keep him here. I'll get some stuff from inside for him." I tell Aaron who nods at me.

When I get in, I pick up a few oranges, bananas and a packet of pretzels for myself. As I reach the billing counter, I pull out the cash while the lady puts the stuff in carry bag. My phone rings and I sigh because I have been avoiding my father's calls since morning, which has been hell since Aaron doesn't even know he's calling. He has been so happy,I didn't want to burden him with my problems.

Marcel's name flashes on my screen as I pick up the bags and step aside. I don't walk outside directly because I am too busy frowning. It's almost eleven in the night which means around midnight in New York.

Fuck! My hands shiver as I slide my finger across the screen to answer, because I hope to fucking god that Emily's alright.

"Diana?" His voice fills my ears and it's panicked which immediately kicks in my anxiety as I hold onto the nearest thing to me possible which is a fruit counter.

"What's wrong?" I ask, not beating around the bush, "Is Emily alright?"

He sighs on the other end and I gulp, trying to fight the familiar ache of anxiety from all those years back, "Dear, Emily's fine. That's not why I'm calling you so late."

A breath of relief leaves me as I take in deep breaths before responding, "What is it, Uncle?"

"Has David been trying to reach you, Diana?" He asks and thousands of thoughts come to my mind at the mention of my father.

"Yes. I didn't pick up, he should know by now that I wouldn't. Now tell me what the hell is going on?" I ask, trying my best not to snap.

"It's Viviana, honey. She's in a hospital, and she's asking for you."