| about last night|

My eyes fluttered open the bright shining light peering through the thin curtains. The shine immediately became bothersome, a groaning and pounding sensation running through my head.

I moaned, which only made the headache worse.

My hands reached out to grab the sheets and pull them over my head when I suddenly stopped. I furrowed my eyebrows, body slowly sitting up.

My sheets, are blue.. Not white...?

My eyes opened wide, head spinning around the strange room. There were posters everywhere, a large desk full of electronics was set in the wall in front of the bed I was suddenly laying in.

My scattered around the floor. There it was, my dress was on the floor as well as my undergarments.. And they weren't alone.

The sheets were lifted and I noticed my bare body beneath it. The sheets were dropped again but not before I quickly brought it up to wrap around my chest.

Holy Shit. Did I just sleep with someone?

My heart beat loudly. I could hear the pulse throbbing in my ear as I continued to look around the empty room. My head turned and then I noticed a body besides me. I couldn't tell who it was for his front was resting over the mattress, head turned to the other side.

The boy lightly snored as I noticed his bare back rise and fall with the action. I tried to make a good look out of him when suddenly his body turned while still asleep. My hands immediately went to hug the sheets closer to my chest, as if they couldn't get any closer.

He now rested on his back, hand gently falling over to his rising chest. His lips were plump, naturally shaded a light pink. Long lashes rested over the tops of his cheeks. Light brown messy hair remained sprawled all over his pillow. It was that moment it all hit me.

Jesus Christ!

I knew this guy! I was only a bit tipsy when we first met but I remember him perfectly. His smile.. His corny smile is what I remembered most. He was the guy from the bar, the DJ.

My head looked around again, trying to remember something, anything about last night. But nothing came to mind. There was vodka.. I know that for sure. Laughing, yes... I remember laughing a lot with this guy. But I can't even remember a kiss!? This can't possibly be happening to me—This isn't like me at all. I've only ever been with one guy my whole life, Sebastian, and sleeping around isn't and never will be in my nature. Especially with someone I just met overnight! How could I let this happen?

My head fell onto the palm of my hand, sighing slowly as everything sunk in.

I am so screwed.

Another moment or two passed by and I remembered my phone.

I had to get out of here, hopefully before he even wakes up. I-I can't let him see me, not like this.. I'm a mess, and I don't just mean physically— I am still not over my nasty breakup with Sebastian. This was a mistake, a drunken mistake.

All I had to do now was just forget—Pretend it didn't even happen.

My eyes quickly scurried the room, finally landing on my phone thrown just down on the bedside I currently sat on. I moved quickly but slow, trying not to wake up the boy besides me and praying the sheets don't fall and reveal anything that doesn't have to be out to the public eye more than it already was.

The mission to retrieve my phone was a success. Quickly, I muted the cell and began scrolling through my contacts.

I had no idea who to call. My father, the person I go to for everything, is the one person I highly didn't want to know about this. Having him pick me up from a one night stand is something he'll have to sit out on this time. There was no way I was calling an Uber either. Oh no, that would be worse than contacting my friends. Ugh, and my friends— If I can find someone else to pick me up from this mistake, I would because right now my friends would be nonstop with the questions. 

I kept scrolling and scrolling. Every person I could think of was someone I didn't want to find out. New mission— Highly impossible.

It was then I landed on Sebastian's name. Shit. This is all because of him.. I would never ever think about having rebound sex to get over a guy.. Yet, here I am, and still pathetically feeling bad about it.

My eyes rolled. I found no one good enough to pick me up without questioning my actions or making a fool out of myself so I ended up clicking on the one friend I had that I knew would be a little bit more calm about this... Camila. I didn't want to call and wake up the guy still sound asleep in bed, so I quickly sent them a message.

To: Camila
Cam, SOS I need a ride. Pick me up?

Not a moment after the message was sent, I received a reply.

From: Camila
Yes girl! Where are you?

My fingers skimmed through the keyboard, I sent her my location for I myself didn't know the address to which I was in. I saw the map and saw I was still somewhere in Miami so that's good. Thank God for the power of technology. Camila texted back with a quick On My Way before I locked my phone and began scurrying the room in order to retrieve my belongings.

I grabbed all my belongings and made way into the bathroom I noticed was also in the room. I closed the door, slowly so I wouldn't make a sound.

Once locked in, I quickly got dressed. Again, the noise was kept to a minimum.

If I thought I looked like crap before; I obviously haven't seen myself today. I reeked of alcohol. Hair was a mess of sweat and knots. I had an upset stomach, and thinking about that boy I left in bed inside me.. kissing me.. Well it brought some disturbing feelings because I am still not over Sebastian!

How can I do this to myself?

After my clothes were on as well as my undergarments, I went over to the sink and stared at my reflection in the bathroom mirror. The feeling of wanting to throw up dwelled inside me, but I held my stomach and prayed it'll pass. Luckily enough, it did. I opened the tap and cupped my hands beneath the running water. The cool liquid was splashed over my face, trying to make myself feel and look more alive. I really had no way of winning here, my makeup was still running and nothing I could do would change how crappy I feel right now.

Sighing, I grabbed my phone and heels and made my way out of the bathroom.

My bare feet tip toed across the wooden floor, trying to not make a creek of any sort. The boy's naked back was all I saw, curly ringlets sprawled all over the pillow he rested on. His lower half was covered in the white sheets. I didn't look at him for long, all I wanted right now was to get out of here. The door was slowly open. My eyes squinted as a small creak escaped. My heart raced, hoping the sound didn't wake the boy up. I turned my head over my shoulder to see if any movement was made— nothing. Still sleeping.

I didn't waste another second and hurried to exit the room. My body turned, gently closing the door to the room as I stood on the other side. A long sigh escaped my mouth as I knew I passed the hardest task of my morning— escaping.

I don't know what I would've done if that boy heard me wake up. Probably die of embarrassment! I barely even know the guy? What if he's some creep?

Pulling myself up again, I leaned off from the door when suddenly I remembered I forgot my purse.

Oh my God!

"Looking for this?" Another voice sounded.

A gasp escaped my lips as I turned around an noticed another male leaning against the doorframe of the home's living room.

My eyes widened, lips parted as the stranger held his hand out my purse.

"Uh-Um—" My mouth stuttered, unable to produce the right words I was looking for.

Oh no.. I didn't get to sleep with both of these guys? Jesus Christ I'm going to Hell.

"Relax, you're not in trouble.." He chuckled, leaning off the wall to walk back in front of me. "I live here too." He reaches a hand out, handing me my purse. "Andrew is my roommate."

Andrew.. That was his name...

"I-I'm sorry, did I wake you?" I asked, slowly taking my purse back.

"No." He shook his head. "Couldn't really get enough sleep last night, if you know what I mean?"

My eyes widened. I honestly didn't know what he meant.

"Um.. We didn't all..um...?" My head turned from back back to the door where the other male remained sleeping in the sheets.

The boys face immediately shook in hesitation. "Oh no no, no." He chuckled. "It was all just the two of you last night."

"Oh God." A hand slapped over the front of my face. I was so ashamed. Okay so I didn't have a threesome last night but there was defiantly enough noise to make someone else lose sleep! God Elena! "I-I am so sorry. Really— I don't even know how any of this happened!?"

"Hey, I'm not one to judge." The boy laughed, shrugging his shoulders as his hands dug into the front pockets of his joggers. "I'm Oliver, by the way." He displayed a small smile at me. "I suspect you need a ride or something?"

I quickly shook my head. Oh.. Bad idea, it began to throb immediately.

"Um, no.. I-I actually have someone on their way right now."

Jesus Elena, why would you say that!? It's not like he cares?

Just as I spoke my phone vibrated in my hand. I glanced down and noticed it was Cami sending me a text. I quickly read it to myself before glancing up at the stranger now by the name of Oliver.

"Who is here." I smiled. "I'll just.." My hands pointed to the door, eyes awkwardly darting from it back to the guy.

"Oh, yeah yeah." He nodded. "Um.. It was strange meeting you." He laughed with a hint of joke in his tone.

"Strange meeting you too." I smiled back awkwardly.

"Oh, also—" I paused, stopping in my tracks from behind the living room couch to see the boy stand still. "Do you think you can not mention any of this?" I wondered. "To anyone?"

The boy looked around. It was probably too much to ask. Of course the boy might want to say something to the guy I slept with. They're roommates for crying out loud. Besides, I'm sure he has a comment to tell his friend when he wakes up about how much sleep he lost last night.

"You're good." He dismissed. "Now go before he wakes up."

I pressed my hands together in a prayer as I thanked him. My bare feet went back to hurry over to the door. A bright light of the morning sun blasted as I opened the door. My hand was forced over my eyes in order for them to adjust to the new lighting. Oh God I felt terrible, nauseous again too.

As soon as my eyes adjusted, I noticed Cami in her small white Volkswagen Beetle convertible, her hand waving back at me.

I shut the door behind me and walked outside of the house. There was a small porch, a few steps then followed into the sunlight again.

I raced, barefoot across the hot pavement to get to Cami's car. Her face was utterly shocked with both my appearance and the fact that realization just hit her.

"Um... Elena..."

"I know.." My eyes shut, unable to look at the judgment on my friend's face. "I know. Can we just go, please?" I spoke, buckling myself into her car. "And, can you put the roof on this thing— The light is bothering me?"

Camila nodded, closing her mouth to which was fallen agape before she pressed the button and the roof on her car began to rise. I sunk into my seat, hands covering my face.

"Do you wanna borrow my sunglasses?" She asked, handing me the pair.

I nodded and took them in my hand, placing them over my thinning eyes.

"Here, drink some water." She then handed me a half empty bottle.

I thanked her. I had no idea how badly I needed water. Once she saw I was calm and hydrated again, she set the gear shift on drive and just like that we drove off the street.

* * *

I tried to skip any conversation about last night with Camila throughout the entire car ride back to my home. I was embarrassed enough as it is, being that I'm still not over Sebastian and all. Cami knows that— She's still dating his best friend too! Oh God, Everything that's been going on has just been one huge mistake!

"Are you sure you don't want to talk about this?" Camila asked, hand over my shoulder.

She knew me. She knew me all too well which is why she knew I would come to her—When I was ready.

"Alright." Cami nodded understandingly. I knew I can count on her. I can count on Jo too, but she's harder to crack. She does not believe in understanding, she will overwhelm you with questions until you burst and then everything will be spilled, even what you did last Christmas. I couldn't go through that right now, especially because I don't know half of what happened last night.

"Just, give me a call when your ready." She softly smiled.

I smiled back and thanked her once again for the ride. I leaned in and wrapped my free arm around my friend in an embrace.

After sharing our little moment, Cami and I parted our ways. I had unlocked the door to my house as soon as I heard her car drive away.

My head was throbbing even though the lights were all turned off. Only the dim rays of sunlight shining through the curtains around the house provided the room with some sort of light. That was enough. I suspected everyone was gone of the house by now. I didn't see my dad's car outside so he was probably off to work. My brother, well he's barely ever home and last time I recalled he was going to spend the night at a friend's house. He won't be here. Right now, it was perfect. I wanted nothing more than to just lay in bed and—

"You're home early?"

A small gasp escaped my lips, hand over my pounding heart as I noticed a tall figure appear from the kitchen entrance.

The figure stepped out of the dark and immediately displayed the features of Elliot— My Brother.

"Elliot! What are you doing home?" I asked, annoyance in my tone. "I thought you were going to be at Brandon's?"

"And I thought you're suppose to be a work?" He arched a brow, retaliating my discussion.

"What?" My eyes widened, hands quickly looking at the date displayed on my lock screen.

8:56
Saturday, May 20

My eyes glanced back up and a small growl was released from my mouth. I don't work on Saturday's.

"Very funny."

My brother laughed, agreeing with my comment.

"Still doesn't explain why you're home..? And where's your car?"

"Brandon's house. We took his car to go out at night and he dropped me off late last night. Anyways, I'm up because I have that eye exam appointment that you had to drive me to at 10." He informed.

My eyes widened.

"That was today?" I exclaimed.

"Uh.." His hands went out to his sides, looking around the house in pure sarcasm. "Yes."

A hand ran frustratedly through my hair. I can't believe I completely forgot about this. I'm really good with keeping track of this stuff.. Appointments. Even in my worse of times, appointments and important dates never passed my mind.

"I would've gone myself but I'm getting my pupils dilatad." My brother shrugged. "I'm stuck with you." He shrugged.

"Okay, okay." My hand planted over my face, releasing a sigh. "Just give me a moment to change."

I sighed, getting ready to walk past him before I was shunned. My brother's body stepped in front of the doorway, blocking me from going any further.

"Not before you spill where you were?" He arched his eyebrow.

"Elliot!" My eyes widened, handed trying to push him away. "What I do is none of your business."

"C'mon, Elena.. I'm seventeen—" He laughed, enjoying my attempts to pass by him. "I can tell when someone came back from a one night stand." His eyebrow arched.

My mouth fell agape. How the hell...

"I won't judge." He shook his head. "If you were with Sebastian—"

My brother stopped talking as soon as he saw my eyes went wide, immediately trying to hide the fact that what he was saying was untrue. At least, who I was with.

"Oh my—" He paused. "You weren't with Sebastian.. We're you?" My brother saw right through me.

"Elliot—Let it go." I responded. "I'm 24 years old." Pushing him away, I walked up to my room.

He called from the bottom of the stairs, "You're a horrible liar Elena Warren!"

I rolled my eyes, unable to hold back the laugh that suddenly escaped my lips. My bare feet tip toed up the wooden staircase, reaching the second floor of the house to turn onto the railing and walk into my room. I shut the door to the bedroom and rested my back against the door. My head was pounding. This was the now the moment of complete silence I longed for since I woke up this morning.

A loud sigh fell from my mouth, pulling myself up again from the door. My heels were dropped on the floor, fingers fiddling with the back of my dress for it to unzip.

I felt like I could breathe again.

My feet walked me across to the bathroom where I soon locked myself in there too. At last.. All alone.

I felt sick, gross too. Turning in the faucet I chipped my hands beneath it and let the cool water splash onto the palms of my hands.  The water met my face second later and I stood there, facing my bathroom mirror, as everything began to sink in.

The DJ. The fact that I slept with a complete stranger not knowing where he's been around to before me... The fact that I was drunk... And finally, Sebastian. It all comes down to Sebastian.

He was the root of all this. The root of my problems.. The root of my despair. I loved him, and he broke my heart. The one thing he always promised he'd never do... He did. He became a complete different person. Bitter, mean. But he wasn't always like that— No. At one point, he was my best friend...

———F L A S H B A C K———

— Six Years Ago—

5:45pm

"WOOO!!!" I shouted from the top of my lungs, hands clapping cheerfully. "GO BABY!"

A smile was expressed on my face as soon as I caught a glimpse of my boy on the football field. The team was huddled, planning their next game plan. Sebastian was distracted, you could blame me for that... His coach noticed him and even from the bleachers I could see the intense look on his face for him to focus again. Sebastian only smiled, shaking his head and eventually—falling back into the huddle.

"If we lose tonight's game I am so blaming you for it." Jo smiled, nudging my shoulder a little bit.

"Ha-ha. The guys will do fine." I looked back at her with wide eyes, laughing in the end. "I know so."

"Hey girls!" Cami smiled, walking into the stands with our drinks in her hands. Alex was right behind her, holding a tray of hotdogs.

Yes, after all these months the two of them have grown into such a committed relationship I never even thought was possible to have in high school.

"Hey!" Jo and I smiled, helping them out with the stuff they carried.

"How does it feel Al?" Jo asked, unwrapping her hotdog from the aluminum foil. "Must suck to sprain your ankle right before the big game."

"Jo..." My head turned back to her, arching a brow.

"It sucks, but the guys got it." Alex smiled. "Besides, Steel is playing tonight. It's an easy win."

"I agree." I defended Alex, taking a bite out of my own hotdog.

"You're only saying that because he's your boyfriend." Jo messed.

"And proud of it!" I chuckled.

My eyes were kept on the field, watching the built back of my boyfriend as he meticulously remained huddled besides the rest of the team.

We were showing major school spirit for the last game of the season. The guys had a good season, winning almost every game. They won the school over 10 trophies and were even interviewed on the local news. For Sebastian's senior year, it's defiantly a memorable one. We were all out here in the stands wearing the school colors of green, gold, and black. There were hats, there were signs, face paint and pomp pomp's. Tonight we were going against the school's biggest rival, Wynnwood High— The blue and white team of the Ravens.

But tonight— The game was ours.

The team began to spread out and the crowd began to cheer. It was a full house tonight. Everyone came to watch Sebastian Steel's last high school game. I shouted his name and a little encouragement too. He heard it from across the field and before he placed his gold helmet on, he blew me a kiss.

I smiled. I got some devious grins from around me by girls wishing that was meant for them. Sebastian was big in this school. I never thought I'd be that girl he blows kisses to before a game, but that was me now. And I loved it.

* * *

"GO PANTHERS!" The crowd cheered, chanting Sebastian's name as they walked out of the field.

The rest of the crowd, along with us, were all standing, waiting for the guys to come out in victory of their last game of the season. Sebastian was surrounded by people, as always, holding proudly the last trophy he'd win of his entire high school career. The band was playing, flags were waving. The student yearbook representatives were taking pictures of the team, mostly Sebastian since he was the athlete All Star of the school.

I stood aside, watching from the sidelines his little victory. He was so happy, it was clear how much he loved the sport in his face. His varsity jacket, one that now belonged to me adorned my top half up to my mid thighs. My group of friends had joined the crowd Sebastian was currently in, celebrating with other team members.

Sebastian's face lit up as soon as he noticed me. He excused himself from the crowd, making his way over to me. Excitedly, I rushed up to him. He expected me with open arms, arms to which I playfully jumped into. My hands and legs wrapped around him, pressing my lips to his in the heat of the excitement.

"Congrats on your big win!" I shrieked, holding him closer.

"C'mon Babe, you know my real win here is you." He smiled. His compliment was cheesy and corny, over all something Sebastian would totally say to make me kiss him again. And it worked.

I fell in aw, kissing his cheek before I felt him release me down.

"Come with me to the party." He smiled, hand over my waist.

"What party?" I asked.

"Just a party the guys are throwing for us to celebrate the big win." He explain.

Sebastian stood and waited for me to response. His smile slowly faded as he noticed mine slowly dismiss what he was expecting.

I felt bad for the response I was going to give him, but I found no other way to best word it in.

"Sebastian... You know parties aren't really my thing." I changed my tone to be a little more happier. "But please, go— Go and have fun with your friends." I smiled, hand caressing his cheek in encouragement.

"You're the one I want to be with, Elena." He responded. "I'll skip the party."

"No." I shook my head. "I don't want you to give up your fun because of me."

"I won't be giving up anything because I'll be with you." He playfully squeezed my arm.

"Hey, Sebastian!" A guy came shouting I from behind him. Sebastian turned around to look at the kid waving for him to come join them.

I looked at Sebastian's face when he turned around. It was clear the temptation he had to go up there and join the rest of the school. I wasn't blaming him though, I wish I was more of a party girl.. But I'm not. He on the other hand, he enjoys showing up to them and having a little fun from time to time. Not saying he's a complete party enthusiast, but I understand it's his senior year and he wants to have fun.. Enjoy the little bit of freedom he has left. Besides, as much as he continued to encourage me during the following couple of minutes, his persuasion wouldn't have much of an affect of me. I didn't want to intrude on what I knew was going to be a senior guys night out..

"Go." I smiled, playfully shoving his chest. "Have fun, it's your Senior year."

I still had one more year to go, so for me this night wasn't going to be as historic.

I felt Sebastian's lips crash into mine one last time.

"I'll stop by your place in a little?" His eyebrow arched.

I nodded my head.

Before he turned around and joined the guys again, he pulled me into a strong and warm embrace.

"Later Babe." He smiled.

"Bye, Stud!" I joked back, feeling him release himself from my body to jog over back to his crowd of friends.

I smiled, watching him from afar be greeted by the guys. When the timing was right, I turned around. Walking on the grass with my high top converse, I made my way over to the bus loop where I'd be waiting for a ride home from the parent I'd call right about now...

* * *

I had just caught my dad as he was heading off to work. Another late shift at the office.

I quickly grew bored of the TV, my mind wanting to do something a little more in depth. It didn't take long for me to find an activity I had always loved to do. I laid in the grass, a sketch book and paint by my side. There were fairy light hanging above me from the backyard my mom took all her pride and energy in to create and make homey. A couple more forms of light, candles and lamppost, even the nice blue colors reflecting from the swimming pool provided me with all the light I needed in order to create a painting. I wanted to make the most out of this cool evening being that it's barely ever cold here in Florida. This year was supposedly one of the coldest yet and now in December 9th it's cold. That's a record. I was painting a picture autumn, a season I always wanted to experience in real life. The leaves changing, the scarfs and sweaters. You couldn't get that down here and I craved for it so badly.

I tried to concentrate for the rest of the picture. The sketch was finished and I was now moving in to the paint. There were spots of yellow, orange, red and brown all over my arms and fingers. This is what I enjoyed. This was my tranquility.

I was now in a state of full nirvana. A playlist Sebastian made for me was playing in the background of my phone as I meticulously blended in the autumn colors on the trees of my painting. Nothing was bothering me. I was so concentrated that I didn't even hear the back gate open.

Grabbing me by my waist, I felt the familiar chuckles of someone vibraste down my back. A smile was curved on my mouth, head turning over my shoulder to see my beautiful boyfriend's face peering around me.

"Sebastian.. What are you doing here?" I was smiling, yes, but the confusion was clear in my voice.  "It's only 8 o'clock?"

His arms were released from around my back the next second, allowing him to take a seat besides me. He sat with each leg on either side of bench, trapping my body close to his.

"You didn't think I was going to leave my girl all alone on a Friday night?" He smirked.

I blushed, finding his charming ways sweet in every way possible.

"What about the party?" I asked.

"Eh.. It was okay." His hand extended to place a strand of hair behind my ear. "But my real fun is when I'm with you."

"You're sweet, Sebastian." I smiled, leaning in closer to him with both hands over his thigh. Chin held up high. "But I don't want you to feel like you're obligated to be with me the whole time."

"Are you kidding me?" He joked. "I asked you to be my girlfriend because I want to be around you as much as possible. I love you, Elena."

My heart swelled with his words. Butterflies erupting in my stomach as I stared at him. Now wearing jeans and a t shirt, Sebastian smelled as if he came right out of the shower. I knew him too well. He probably didn't even show to the party, just went home, bathed and changed, only to come back here.

"Y-You love me?" I whispered, wishing what I heard was correct.

We've only been dating for three months now, shortly after the beginning of the year. We have spent a lot of time together and Sebastian as really become some sort of thing best friend too. He knows everything about me, and I of him. It's easy to say we feel like we've been dating forever, and still, we're not tired of each other.

"Of course I do, El." He smiled, hands falling to my waist to keep me close. "You're amazing.. You know everything about me, and you are still not freaked out about it." He laughed.

My eyes fluttered closed, quietly allowing myself to laugh with him before the fluttered open again.

"I love you too, Sebastian." I nodded.

The words from my mouth brought an even bigger smile to his own. He was so happy with the moment that being the tempted person he is, he leaned into me again. This time my arms wrapped around him. I shifted in my seat with my knees over the bench before they too wrapped around him. My bottom rested on his thighs, providing myself with enough closeness to press my lips against his. I was so into the kiss that I became completely unaware of the fact that my hands were full of paint. Wet paint.

I laughed in the kiss, moving away to see the mixture of colors in the form of my hands on either side of his face.

"Oh my God, I got paint all over you!" I laughed, trying to take it off with the side of my hand instead. Big mistake.

Sebastian laughed, not bothered by the fact that his face was full of paint. His eyes kept looking at me instead, focused and in awe.

"You are so beautiful, Elena Warren." He smiled, blue orbs taking in every inch of my face.

Nobody had ever looked or spoken to me the way Sebastian does. He made me feel like we were the only two people in the world.

In that moment I knew it was Sebastian. I wanted to give myself to him. He could have me, all of me.

And I desperately wanted him.

He smiled, dipping his head to kiss my neck. I gripped his nape, fingers pressing into his warm skin  as I built up courage.

"You should take a shower.." I barely, heart beating loudly. "Get all this paint off of you."

Sebastian laughed. "I already—"

He shut himself up the moment he noticed my eyebrow arch. He understood exactly what meant.. Sebastian's body seemed to tense beneath me, not quite sure of his next move.

"Oh.." His eyes went wide.

My fingers slid into his hair, fisting it and gently guiding his head back to meet my lips. Our breathing was heavy and his forehead rested on mine. My heart thumped in my chest, Sebastian's stunning blue eyes piercing into mine.

"Are you sure?" His voice was hoarse as he desperately gazed at me.

I gave him a small nod. Taking his hand in between mine, I guided myself off from him. His touch was warm all the way until we reached the back sliding doors of my backyard. He stopped me as I reached for the handle. My eyes fluttered closed as he leant down, our lips connecting in an innocent kiss, his nose sweetly rubbing against mine. The gesture made me shyly smile. We pulled apart seconds later, Sebastian leading me into the empty house, locking the door behind us.

—E N D  O F  F L A S H B A C K—

My thoughts flashed back into reality as the sound of my phone's ringing message sounded. I jolted, staring back at my phone as I noticed it was a text from no other than Josephine herself.

Jesus.. She knows.

From: Jo
Elena! What happened to you last night?!

I sighed, knowing now that there was absolutely no way I was getting out of this one. Biting my lip, I typed in the following message.

To: Jo
About last night...