**WARNING** Subtle sexual content ahead, reader discretion is advised

We pull out of the hug and he smiles at me, "I think I've fully sobered now." He teases and I laugh a bit. His arm is wrapped around my waist now and I let it be. He slowly inches me towards him and the space between us grows thinner by each second. 

  My body tenses and I feel a tingle run down my spine. Our eyes meet and we stare into eachother's for a moment. Cole and I have gotten extremely close now. Our faces almost touch. He goes in for the kill..

Cole pushes his lips against mine and I'm caught off-gaurd. His lips on mine feels perfect to me as I hold his head with my hands and his soft skin brushes against me as our heads move in unison. That familiar tingle returns as Cole pushes his tongue through my lips. It hits my own and I melt. I'm his in this moment.

 He pulls me up on the bed to where I straddle him and our kiss never breaks. We continue the long affection until we unattach and Cole plants kisses on my neck which I'm sure will leave hickeys tomorrow. I let out a soft moan as I've never done this before with Liam. Cole's kiss feels heavnly, I can't begin to-....Liam! Oh, no! Liam!

I pull away and our lips make a loud smacking noise as they part, "I-I can't do this.. I have a boyfriend," I stutter, "I just.." I get off of him and he looks at me, confused. I feel bad for the lust filled soul behind those puppy dog eyes. But I feel worse for Liam now. "Stay." He says, softly. "I-I can't," I want to, oh.. I want to stay so bad. But I can't. "I can't stay.. I just.." Before I finish I wipe my mouth and run out, adjusting my dress.

I hear him chase after me, but I don't stop. I reach the crowd of peeple. Nadia, Kelly, Aron, the red-headed boy, and a few others stare at me like I'm a ghost. "You good, princess?" Nadia asks. What's with everyone calling me princess?  

 Her face is almost blank as she blows a bubble from her gum, pushing her deep blue hair behind her shoulders. "I-I'm fine.." I respond. That answer couldn't be further from the truth, "You look shoken up," She says. Oh, I just hate her voice, her British accent. It's just so annoying. "No, no. I'm fi-"

"Liana!" Cole calls for me, running over. Well, at least he got my name right this time. "Lian-" He pants and takes a second to breath, "Oh, shit, Cole," Kelly starts, getting between us, "What'd you do this time?" Kelly asks, an annoyed beam sits on her tounge. She sounds pissed. "What? Nothing." Cole says calmly. 

  I sigh and put my hand behind my back. Cole grabs one of them, "Liana." He just about whispers my name. I get that tingly sensation again. His voice calms me. He then looks past me, behind me.. Nadia's behind me.. He winks at her. Hmm.. Out of nowhere he pulls me in by my waist and presses his lips against mine, kissing me. I push him off of me, "What the hell?" I squirm out of his hold.

Nadia snorts, trying to contain her laughter. I do what I did last time Cole pushed me to my limit... my hand whipped against Cole's face and a loud smacking sound boomed in our area. I know he's already in enough pain from whatever the hell happened earlier, but.. I don't like what he just did. 

  His cheeks grows pink and the room fills with "Ooooo"s and people laughing. Nadia pushes past me and rushes to Cole's side to comfort him. I heat up with anger and sprint out of the house. I push the door open and run out in the pouring rain. My tears and the rain dripping down my face combine and it just makes my emotions grow worse. I run as fast as I can towards home but have little hope. I'm just glad nobody, especially Cole, is chasing after me. 

The rain pours down on me until I feel no need to take a shower when I get home. My hair is soaking wet and a part of me wishes I stayed at Kelly's house. I'm still running towards home and my legs are on the edge of collapsing on me. My hands are numb and I continue to blow on them in a desperate attempt to heat them up.

   My tears flood my eyes now, blurring my vision. Today, along with this moment, is a total wreck. I can't stand people like Cole, so why did I kiss him? Why did I run off in the freezing cold and rain? Why didn't I bring a jacket? Should I call Liam?... I have so many questions for myself that I don't know how to answer... mostly.

My clothes have been fully washed by the rain and I'm soaking. My clothes are see-through from the rain, but I don't care. As I see the familiar maroon door that belongs to my house, my speed picks up.  

  I burst open the front door and run inside, shutting it and the outside world. My breath is a mix of panting, gasping, and not being able to breath at all.. I guess they mean a bit of the same thing. My head is pounding like a drum, my heart is beating faster than an olympic runner can run, my legs feel like wet spaghetti and my hair is  wet spaghetti at this point.  

  My mom rushes down the steps, "You could've called me to pick you up, dear!" she exclaims as the water from my body drips onto the carpet, "Go get changed, I'll wash these clothes. Blowdry your hair. Oh, my.. you're a mess, Liana!" my mom practically pushes me up the stairs. I run up them and walk into my room. Going through my closet, I find pajamas and change into them, enjoying the warm and fuzzy contrast to the damp and freezing weather outside.

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My hair and body was dry now, I was sitting on my pink bed reading my own copy of Red Balloon. I study the painful romance between Kenetta and Remington... they're so different.. but the red balloon connects them in ways unimaginable. In the book, Kenetta is at the gala that Remington's mother was hosting. Kenetta and Remington had such a romantic moment that ended in such hellfire, an utter disaster... as I read the carefully written lines, I think back to earlier with Cole. Kenetta and Remington remind me so much of Cole and myself... but they're relationship ends up healthy. Cole and I don't have a relationship at all...