tlac; shine bright like a diamond

tlac; shine bright like a diamond by ssaarah 

I hung up the last of the dresses we had shipped in and I heard the little bell tinkle when a customer walked in.

"Welcome." I turned I around and saw Nicks handsome features, "Hey you." I grinned. Nick returned the smile, nodding and pulling out a vase of flowers from behind his back. Oh my god.

"Hi beautiful." he said, leaning over to peck me on the lips.

"What are these for?" I grinned as I smiled at the flowers.

"For the date that went south." He winced and I looked back at him,

"I thought we established the fact that that wasn't your fault." he shrugged,

"I still wanted to apologize for it…"

"Well, they are beautiful. Orchids are my favorite." I smiled, taking the vase out of his hands and setting it on my desk.

"I'm glad you like it."

He's my sun, he makes me shine like diamonds.

He's my sun, he makes me shine like diamonds. by nadiaa

Ava Milena 'Mila' Schon, 25

City, Country: Paris, France

Profession: Fashion Blogger/BMM webmaster

Personality Traits/Flaws: creative, naive (with men), dedicated, loving, stubborn

Signature Scent: Marc Jacobs by Marc Jacobs

Style: Fashionable and chic, with unique pieces but can also be relaxed

Model: Nathalie Edenburg

Resume: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/collection?id=2508080

Taken by: @nadiaa

- family

+ Miles Schon, father (54)

model; Jamie Dornan

- Before Mila was born, he was selfish, shallow male model that didn't watch any attachments… his first daughter changed all of that.

+ Harper James-Schon, mother (50)

model; Alessandra Ambrosio

- Harper was the worlds top model and having a baby scared her, but after Mila was born, there were no doubts in her mind.

+ Camille Schon, sister (23)

model; Charlbi Dean Kriek

- Mila's little sister born after her parents married. Mila and her are extremely close and they will do anything for each other.

+ Noah Schon, brother (21)

model; Simon Nessman

- The youngest Schon child. He's a heartbreaker just like his father was and pairing that with the fact that he's going to med school, he just might rule the world

- past/current relationships

+ Braden Sawyers (28)

model; Andrew Cooper

- Braden is a rich heir from the US and he chose Paris to open his nightclub and it was a complete success. One night he eyed Mila and immediately was drawn to her. After pining after her she agreed to go out on a date and been going out ever since. He's gorgeous and most of the time sweet, but he does have a temper when any male gives Mila any sort of attention.

- her job

Mila on a whim made a online blog named Mimosas and Cashmere, mostly for her day to day life and ramblings, but of course because of her family most of them revolved around her fashion choices and likes. Soon enough it blew up and the views skyrocketed and once people found out who she was it gained legitimate famed, being mentioned in Vogue and then she was offered to go to actual fashion shows and report what she saw and liked. She gets paid for it now and is in charge of BMM's website and handles it all. She loves being a blogger more than anything.

gny; it's in the stars it's been written in the scars on our hearts

I twisted uncomfortably in my tux, I preferred my work suits and…no that was a lie. I hated those too. I preferred jeans and a t-shirt, but if Jules wanted me to go to this party with her I was damn sure going to. It was an excuse to see her outside of our little agreement and I would have jumped at anything she’d suggested. I knocked at the door to her office where I was picking her up.

“Come in!” I pushed open the door and saw Jules working on her computer at the other end of the room and she effortlessly pulled her hair up into a fancy knot at the back of her head, some loose curls falling around her face as she finished her work and looked up at me.

“Damn.” She bit her lip and set her elbow on her desk, using it to hold her head as she made a show of checking me out. I smirked.

“Should I start stripping for you now?” I joked and she laughed, but then she stood up and I realized she was already dressed too. God she looked gorgeous….I was sure even my mouth was hanging open as she walked over and slipped on a pair of heels that were next to her desk before pressing her lips hard against mine. You’d think after such a long time you’d get used to how beautiful they were……I guess not.

“You’re drooling a little Trey.” She whispered, sounding pleased with herself as she wrapped her arms around my waist.

we're not broken just bent and we can learn to love again

we're not broken just bent and we can learn to love again by sassy featuring 

I tried to focus on my emails, answering lazily to the ones which were more urgent, no matter how much my mind kept drifting for what the night had in store for me. Trey and I were supposed to go to this party, thanks to my parents invitation, and I was growing nervous about it. Also excited.
I glanced at the clock impatiently and as if on cue, a knock on the door broke the silence of my office. “Come in!” Trey pushed open the door and watched me from the other end of the room, making me lose all my concentration because he was too handsome to not look at. He was dressed in a tux that made him look like a walking dream, the black fabric wrapped around his hard strong body in the perfect fit. “Damn.” I bit my lip and set my elbow on her desk, using it to hold my head as I made a show of checking him out.
He smirked. “Should I start stripping for you now?” He joked, making me laugh.
I stood up, letting the soft cloth of my gown caress my legs and cover them as I walked over and slipped on a pair of heels that were next to my desk before pressing my lips hard against his. I couldn't help myself, I'd never get used to how gorgeous he was. “You’re drooling a little Trey.” I whispered, pleased with myself and the way he kept staring at me as I wrapped my arms around his waist.
“Can’t help it sorry.” He smirked, even though I could see that he was trying to hide how nervous he was. I knew my baby better than that, even if I had been ignoring him for way too long, and now I was determined to give him all the attention he deserved.

don't worry about tomorrows mess....

Mia arched her back and tightened her entire body around me as I felt another orgasm rip through her body.  God she was hot as hell and when she came? Ugh. She fisted the sheets underneath her and tensed, making me realize she might come again if I played my cards right.  

"Oh my god." I moved my hips to hit her spot hard and she cried out again, making me smirk as I watched her come undone beneath me. Again.  

“It sounds like you like it…" I trailed off, fucking her hard and almost losing it myself. heard

"Just keep going." She moaned, the look in her eyes pushing me over the edge. I came hard, releasing myself inside of her with a load groan, slumping against her body as I caught my breath. Fu.ck….

"F*ck Gavin…" she echoed my thoughts and I smirked as I lifted myself up to look into her pleasure soaked eyes.  

"If I counted correctly, you came three times."

"Shut up." Mia ordered, but she was grinning as she let out a satisfied sigh. I pulled out of her….regretfully and slumped on my back next to her, catching my breath.

"That was good…" I trailed off, running my hand through my hair and thinking just what an understatement it was. It was great…it was better than great. Each time with her was better than the last and it was weird….this thing with Mia. But it felt too damn good to stop.

"Wow…" she said breathlessly, "That was pretty damn good…"

"Are you admitting it was good Mia?"

"Haven't I been saying that for the past three nights?"

“More like screaming it.” I grinned and she smacked my chest.

“Careful. If your ego gets anymore inflated you’ll blow up.” I laughed and turned so I was facing her, setting my head in my hand.

“And then who would satisfy you?” I teased, Mia glared but she was grinning too, before rolling her eyes.

“You’re such an as.s.” she said shaking her head as I wrapped an arm around her and pulled her closer to me. “Please tell me you’re not going to try to cuddle me now.” I let my hands roam her body.

“I'm groping. There’s a difference.”

“Oh yeah?” she set her hands on my chest, slowly moving them down until she was running the pads of her fingers up and down my stomach.

I'll wrap my hands around your neck so tight with love, love, love.

I'll wrap my hands around your neck so tight with love, love, love. by sassy on Polyvore

flashback;

I followed Aria out of the set, walking just a few steps behind her and trying to look as straight-faced as possible as I stared at the back of her head. We already were promiscuous enough on the set, due to the script of the movie of course, which was good for the cameras but it wasn't if people started rumors about us. My eyes slid down her back and lingered on her ass, in that moment, as if she knew that I was staring, she tossed her head over her shoulder to glance at me with that innocent look on her face that didn't reach her eyes. Two months, or three, who was counting, spent working with her and I had already broken almost all of my rules, it said a lot about the effect she had on me.
I caught up with her quickly when she finally turned the corner of the lot, my arms grabbing her from her waist and pressing her back against my chest. "Where do you think you're going?" I asked in a low tone, my head tilting down immediately to press my lips against her neck and inhale her.
She leaned into my touch as we kept walking, her hands dropping onto my arms as I could feel her pulse getting quicker from under my lips, "You made that stupid rule about leaving the set without drawing too attention to us." She answered in a soft small voice.
"And that's how I want to keep it." I clarified, not wanting for any reason to break that rule too. If we were going to have an affair, or whatever it was, I didn't intend to let the rest of the world to know. Thank god we were still far from defining what was going on between us and I was in no hurry.

I'll wrap my hands around your neck so tight with love, love.

I'll wrap my hands around your neck so tight with love, love. by pinklipstiiick featuring givenchy

(flashback)

I walked off of the set, feeling Sebastian a few steps behind me as I added a little more sway to my hips than usual. I liked tempting him. It was one thing on set since the script required us to have chemistry which at first wasn't there... Now it was impossible to turn off both on set and off. Tossing my head over my shoulder, I smirked to myself as I caught him staring. It was like he couldn't get enough of me and as bad as I didn't want to admit it, I couldn't get enough of him either. He was like a drug, the sexiest man I had ever seen in my life and I was so hooked.

I gave him my most innocent face, the one that didn't quite reach my eyes since I couldn't stop thinking about him and how good he looked without any clothes on. We were pushing three months of working together and I'd already made him break most of his rules, and yes, he had actual rules. He caught up with me quickly as I turned the corner of the lot, his arms grabbing my waist and pressing my back against his chest. "Where do you think you're going?" He asked in a low tone, his head tilting down immediately to press his lips against my neck and inhale me.

It gets harder everyday, but I can't seem to shake the pain.

My eyes scanned the contract, the words all blending together and making me sweat. I ran my hand up the back of my neck and tore my eyes away from it for a second to look at Jack as he continued speaking. I hadn't listened to a word he was saying, not really at least. I weighed my options carefully, bouncing back and forth between my relationship with Aurora, the band, supporting my teenage brother, my future... a better future than I ever thought possible. "I don't need an answer now," He said, cutting into my thoughts. "But I can't wait forever." I nodded my head and parted my lips as Aura walked by the studio window, catching my eye and pausing to wait for me with a smile on her face. I held a finger up to indicate that I'd be done in a minute, wondering when my life had become so complicated. The band had given me more than the amazing girl in my life, we had a summer tour booked and a European tour after that. We held number one on iTunes for a week straight and every late night show was trying to book us for an appearance. Or Aura at least. The money was better than I expected, so much to the point that I was getting more serious about taking on the role of becoming my brothers full time guardian. As good as my aunt was to him, he needed something more stable, someone who knew what it was like losing everything and having to start all over again. I was all he really had. "... a week."

"A week?" I repeated, wishing I had been listening but I was still staring at Aura who looking pretty involved in a conversation with Chloe Black, the resident hardass who was more interested in glaring at me.

i'm scared to death that there may not be another one like this..

i'm scared to death that there may not be another one like this.. by ssaarah 

I grinned at Wyatt through the glass separating us. He had told me he had some sort of meeting about his contract at the studio today, and even though I wasn’t sure what that really meant I wanted to stop by and see him. I was supposed to be writing all day, but I found I wrote better when I was with him. Wow that made me sound so cheesy. He gave me a signal telling me he’d be out in a minute and I waited, chatting with Chloe idly while I did before she had to get back to her desk and Wyatt came out to me. 

"I didn't know you were coming in today," he smiled and pressed his lips against mine before I even had a chance to speak. 

“Mmmm” I lingered against his lips, sliding my hands up his firm chest to wrap around his neck and press my body against his. I couldn’t help it. 

“Careful.” Wyatt grinned against my lips as I pressed my hips against his. 

“What?” 

“You keep kissing me like this and I’ll have to carry you home right now.” I bit down on my lip because honestly? It didn’t sound like a bad idea. We’d both been so busy we hadn’t had much time alone and as much fun as being on tour was….you didn’t really hook up with the rest of the band on the bus. I kind of wanted to lock myself in a room with him until the tour started. 

“I'm not objecting to that.” I said honestly, moving my hands to his waist and looking into his gorgeous eyes. 

Letting people down is my thing, baby.

Letting people down is my thing, baby. by nadiaa

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I arched my back as I cried out, coming against Gavin's d*ck, for the second time as he f*cked me. I grabbed onto the bed sheets and grasped them tightly as I tried to fight another orgasm that was just on the brink.

"Oh my god." I tightened my entire body as another orgasm ripped through my body. I cried out again, biting my lip.

"It sounds like you like it…" I heard Gavin say as he kept thrusting; a smirk was plastered on his face.

"Just keep going." I told him as I thrusted one final time before he released himself inside of me, with a loud groan.

My chest heaved as I tried to catch my breath, and Gavin was doing the exact same thing.

I bit my lip and grinned, "F*ck Gavin…"

"If I counted correctly, you came three times." He smirked as he hovered above me.

I smirked, "Shut up." I let out a breath, feeling content.

He pulled himself out of me and laid on his back next to me, "That was good…" He trailed off, running his hand through his hair.

This was the third night in a row that Gavin had come over for a little fun, and oh my god, it just kept getting better and better each time. My entire body was on fire and I'm sure if we'd kept going, I would have had another orgasm.

"Wow…" I said breathlessly, "That was pretty damn good…"

Come on baby, let's ride. We can escape to the great sunshine.

 

allure events,
Jacquelyn Duchannes,

I pressed my fingertips against my temples and closed my eyes as the client lectured on and on about a catering catastrophe months ago. Somewhere between all the planning, a few details got mixed up and we ended up serving cocktails, caviar, and crab at a kids party. Mistakes happen, what can I say? What's worse is that I couldn't remember if she was the recipient of the surf and turn variety or the judges wife who had celebrated her husbands 60th birthday with gourmet pigs in blankets and a million pink and purple cupcakes. "How do I know that I can rely on Allure when my 15 year old daughter and her friends got drunk due to your mistake?"

Right. Worried mother.

I'm just a mess with a name and a price.

I'm just a mess with a name and a price. by pinklipstiiick featuring supra shoes

the la complex
Mason Kohler, 

I hesitated in front of Scar's work, my eyes flicking up to read the sign which had half of the letters burnt out. It was a dive bar to say the least, not the kind of place I'd usually go to but I liked Scar. I liked spending time with her whether it was inviting her over at some odd hour of the night to watch a movie or her showing up at my work for lunch. She was fun.

I pushed the door open and walked over to the counter where she was lining up a few bottles of liquor, looking lost in her thoughts and adorable as ever. It made me think of the pajamas she showed up at my apartment wearing. It was like she had no filter... not a care in the world. To find a girl with that carefree attitude and looked like a model? Well, it wasn't every day to come by one. She was literally one of a kind. "Can I have a whiskey please?"

She turned around, glass in hand and biting her lip when her eyes met mine. My mouth curved into a grin and I stared at her with an amused expression on my face. "On the rocks?"

you're on a different road, I'm in the milky way, you want me down on earth, but I am up in space

you're on a different road, I'm in the milky way, you want me down on earth, but I am up in space 
 by sassy

I scanned the people at the bar, the crowd getting thinner and thinner as the closing hour got closer and so did the end of my shift. I sighed as I washed a pile of glasses and blinked when a tall brunette entered the bar, but it took me less than three seconds to realize that he wasn't who I thought he was. Again. During one of our conversation, which had became basically a daily routine after our encounter by the pool, he had said he'd stop at the bar sometimes and so I always found myself waiting for him to show up, almost wishing. Funny how less than ten days before I couldn't even stand the guy and now we got along, like two neighbors who were becoming friends. Friends and nothing else, because if you spend more than one night with Mr Mason Kohler and he didn't make any move on you then you had to be either seriously ugly or just hopeless...not that I minded that, his company was a nice distraction for all the nights when I found myself bored and alone.
I shook my head as if pushing all my thoughts out of my mind, focusing on the bottles of liquor that still needed to be lined up behind the counter instead.
"Can I have a whiskey please?" A voice broke into my daze and I turned around, glass in hand.
I bit my lip when my eyes met Mason's, his mouth curved into a grin and a generally amused expression plastered on his handsome face. "On the rocks?"
He shrugged, sliding onto a stool and winking at me, "Up to the bartender."
I poured two fingers of the brown liquor into the glass, leaving it straight, and handed it to him. "You came." I said and smiled genuinely, glad to see him even if I wouldn't ever admit it.
"I was in the area." He flashed me one of his charming smirks before bringing the glass to his lips to take a gulp.
"Good, I needed a ride back home." I smirked back at me as I did my best to act casual when really, between Brooke being busy with her date and no guys in sight after Charlie's disappearance, I was more excited to spend that bunch of minutes from the bar to home with me than I had been when I had got my monthly paycheck. Money couldn't buy you company and that amount couldn't buy much else anyway.
He let out a small laugh and shook his head, eyeing me through his dark eyelashes, "I just sat here and you're already trying to take advantage of me?"
I raised one eyebrow, giving him an amused look as I poured myself a shot of vodka, "I don't know who's taking advantage of who, you're not going to pay that drink, are you?"

almost believing this was not pretend let's go on dreaming...

almost believing this was not pretend let's go on dreaming... by ssaarah 

I hovered in the doorway of Jac’s office, listening to her talk to some woman complaining about….something…. mostly I was just watching her speak, focused on her lips…..I was seriously conflicted. I’d met with Kiley’s boss after she offered me the job and…..damn if it wasn’t a dream job. But leaving Texas? Leaving my family and friends, the only place I’d ever known? That would be hard enough without…..without knowing I was about two seconds from falling for Jac. It was ridiculous I know to think about a girl I’d just started dating when thinking about changing my entire life but….she was something else. What was I going to do? That’s when Jac noticed I was there and covered the receiver with one hand to whisper,

"I'll be done in a minute."

"Take your time," He replied and walked up to her, massaging her shoulders slowly and feeling how her body melted against mine. I loved that….I loved how she reacted every single time I touched her.  

 "Yes," she turned back to the phone. "Mrs. Davis, that glitch was a one time thing. I can guarantee that Allure Events is the premiere event planning company for the South. Let me direct you to the manager of human resources and we'll see what we can do for you." She listened for a second before transferring the call and hanging up the phone.  

"Bad day? I can come back," I said softly thought it still seemed to make her jump. She seemed really out of it.

"No. Don't stop touching me please," she replied, setting her hand on my wrist and shot me a killer pout that made my di.ck twitch. I smiled softly and moved my hands back to her shoulders, massaging them slowly and pulling her body back against mine.

“What are you doing now?” I asked.

“I could use a drink.” She admitted, turning her head to look up at me and grin. I couldn’t help it, I leaned down and kissed her, softly. Bad idea…..I grabbed her waist and pulled her into me, cupping her cheek and kissing her harder, slipping my tongue into her mouth and listening to her moan softly.

“Mr. Mcgarritty….I’m trying to work here.” She said pulling away and smirking. God she was so beautiful. My chest tightened at the news I had to tell her, but a part of me? A part of me just wanted to act like nothing was different, that we could go on and have the possibility of being a couple. I wasn’t sure I was leaving after all, and treating things with Jac as normal would show me if she was worth staying for. God that sounded stupid. And awful.

“Sorry.” I pushed through my thoughts and kissed her again.

“I don’t think you’re really sorry.” She breathed against my lips, walking backwards until she was up against the desk.

“I'm not.” I admitted wrapping my arms around her and setting my forehead against hers. “Do you want to get that drink?” I asked, worried that if I stayed here kissing her any longer then I wouldn’t be able to control myself…and as much as I wanted to act like things were normal? I couldn’t sleep with Jac without her knowing I might be leaving……right?

TLC || I don't know where you're going, but do you got room for one more troubled soul?

TLC || I don't know where you're going, but do you got room for one more troubled soul? by nadiaa

I quickly jogged up the stairs of Brook's apartment building since the elevator apparently wasn't quick enough for me. I hadn't been this excited to go on a date in a long long time. It was a nice feeling…

I lightly rapped my knuckles against the wooden door as I heard a faint voice call out, "Coming!"

Seconds later Brooke opened the door, looking phenomenal. Beyond phenomenal… I tried not to react, but I let out a small breath and whispered, "F*ck…" I stared at her.

She blinked at me, "What's wrong?"

I shook my head, "I was not prepared for that dress…" I said seriously as I stared at her long legs. I pulled away and looked back at her.

"You told me to bring it." She reminded me but I still wasn't prepared for this.

"I did… I guess it's my fault."

"That I look so good?" She bit down on her lip as I took another peek at her thighs and then her chest, then back at her.

"Yeah…" I trailed off.

"You don't look half bad yourself… where are we going?" She asked me.

"Sushi." I told her, "You told me you liked it right?"

She nodded, "Love it, let me get my purse, give me a second." I held the door open as she walked away and then quickly reappeared, "Ready?" She asked as I nodded.

ae; there are certain people, you just keep coming back to

ae; there are certain people, you just keep coming back to by ssaarah 

"Dean….." Jac trailed off as I peeled her dress off of her body and tossed it aside…..god her body was flawless….I wanted my hands all over it and my lips to follow.

"Jac?" I asked, catching her lust filled eyes and smirking at the way she leaned her hips towards me.

"Touch me…." I grinned and ran my hand up her stomach before swerving at her breast, running down her back, skimming her as.s and then resting my hands on her hips.

"Like that?" I asked in a low voice as I struggled to restrain myself. She shook her head.

"No…." her full lips were so tempting I kissed them hard before letting her speak, almost attacking her mouth, loving the way I swallowed each of her moans.

"No?" I whispered against her lips before trailing my own across her neck, sucking on her sweet skin.

"Here….." she trailed off and grabbed my hand, bringing it between her legs and making both of us groan.

"I need to be inside of you so badly." I growled as I rubbed her through the fabric separating us.

"Please…" she whispered and I pulled off her panties and wrapped her legs around me positioning myself before burying deep ins-

"DEAN!" I shot up and blinked, looking around the board room at Jack who was giving a mandatory presentation about gun control.

"Sorry. What?" I asked, swallowing running my hands through my hair.

"I was wondering when you were having the interns take their tests" all the Allure security interns had to take tests on basic safety regulations. Damn it I was supposed to be at work, I was supposed to be focused but all I could think about was her, was being with her, was having her…..It was enough to drive me insane.

"Um, why don't you set that up?" I asked and Jack looked at me suspiciously. To his credit I was pretty anal about most things and wasn't a big fan of giving out tasks that I could do myself. I had a pretty strong motto of if you want something done right, do it yourself, but right now I was too damn distracted to worry about something so silly.

LCH || I don't care, I love it.

LCH || I don't care, I love it. by nadiaa

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"Another one bartender!!" I yelled out with a big grin plastered on my face.

"I think it's time to cut you off." He gave me a small smile and I shook my head vigorously.

"No, I have an open tab and that means you have to keep giving me drinks." I grinned, leaning across the bar, getting closer to him, "You're cute." I winked.

"And you're drunk. The paparazzi is going to go crazy if they see you Amelia." He told me as I sat back down on my stool with a small pout.

"I hate it when people call me Amelia." I crossed my arms over my chest, "My dad used to say it when he was scolding me." I swallowed, turning towards him, "Another drink please and this is the last time I'm asking." I glared as he sighed, pouring me another one.

I leaned over and took the glass, drinking it slowly, wallowing in my sadness. All I wanted to do was to forget about today.

What did I do wrong? I thought. Why did he dump me the way he did? For the first time in my life I had actually let someone in and he screwed me over by telling his manager to dump me…

"Another one." I sniffled out as I pushed the empty glass in front of me and it was quickly replaced with a full one.

"God, and you thought Aria was a complete drunken mess." I heard a snide comment from the worst person ever, "Funny how this turned out, isn't it Amelia?" 

I turned my head and glared at Gavin Coopers, "I'm a hypocrite." I told him with a shrug, not in the mood to fight with him whatsoever. I wanted to be alone and drunk.

"Amelia Gates admitted she was wrong?" He said with a grin as he sat down on the stool next to me.

"Are you seriously going to make my night worse by sitting next to me?" I asked him, not even bothering to glance at him.

"Scotch neat." He told the bartender as he glanced back at me, "You know I'm pretty sure that guys sister works for a tabloid." He told me.

"I don't care." I told him as I ran my hair through, staring at my drink before downing it.

"What brought on this vat of drunkenness?" He side glanced at me.

"Seriously Coopers… leave me alone." I told him, not wanting to explain anything to him.

He sighed and finished off his drink, "I'll leave." He said as he stood up and then stopped, "Do you know when Aria will get back?" He asked me as I turned my head to stare at him.

"You don't?" I asked him.

"I haven't talked to her since her premiere…" He admitted.

I blinked at him, "Are you in love with my sister Gavin?" I asked him, needing to know because honestly I thought he did.

He shook his head in frustration, "I'm definitely leaving."

"I'm serious."

"No. We've been over this more than once. In fact at this point? I'd hardly even say we're friends."

I blinked at him, "Oh yeah?"

He nodded and sat back down on the stool, getting another drink, "Yeah, she's off ruining her life with that a*sshole."

I rolled my eyes, "Let her. We're all just going to end up alone and dead." I finished my 7th drink… or was it my 8th. I couldn't remember. I sniffled as I tried not to think about Tom. God, I was pathetic.

"Alone?" He asked.

I turned towards him and nodded, "Alone. Sh*t sucks Gavin. Everybody is out to hurt somebody. I hate this place." I mumbled.

"You are so f*cking drunk."

I swallowed, "I should head home." I finished off my last drink and I started digging in my purse, "See you later."

He quickly snatched the keys out of my hand, "Are you f*cking out of your mind?"

I narrowed my eyes, "Give me my keys back!" I yelled at him.

"Hell no. I might dislike you but there's no way in hell I'm letting you drive like this. You'll end up dead in jail."

"Who cares. Nobody will care if either of those happen to me."

"Aria will." He said simply.

I scoffed, "Yeah, right. Aria cares only about Seb. Now give me my keys back."

"No." He grabbed my hand, "Come on." He dragged me out of the club and we were bombarded by camera flashes. I hated this f*cking town.

He called someone and there was a town car that pulled up in front of us, "Get in."

I narrowed my eyes at him, "Make me."

Then he grabbed me and threw me over his shoulder, getting me into the car, "You are out of your mind." I told him.

"I won't let you kill yourself. For Aria's sake."

I turned my head towards him and stuck my tongue out at him, "I hate you."

"The feeling is mutual." He grumbled like a little b*tch, annoying me. Oh well. I hated him still. I wanted to go home, but I was in the back of his car, wondering where the hell we were going… He was probably going to dump in an alley somewhere…

He carried me into some house and I was silently praying that it was my own place. I wanted to get in my bed and sleep this off…

He placed me on the couch and I opened my eyes, "Where am I?" I said, not being able to remember much.

"My house." I heard Gavin's name as I saw him walk back into the room.

"Ugh. Why?" I groaned as he handed me a bottle of water.

"Because you were too wasted to remember where you lived." He said simply.

"I'm not that drunk." I shook my head, leaning back on the couch.

"Okay." He said eyeing me as a nauseous feeling came over me from the depths of my stomach. Oh my god, this was horrible. I knew I was going to puke any second now… It was right there. I stood up and quickly ran into the bathroom throwing up the contents of my stomach. After the point of dry heaving I rested my head against the floor of the bathroom and passed out. When I came through it was morning; I cleaned myself up and borrowed a pair of PJ's from Aria. I tried to process last night but the only thing that came to my mind was Gavin.

How he helped me last night….

I walked back into the living room where he was passed out on the couch in his clothes from last night.

I sat down on the other end as he started opening his eyes, "Morning." I offered him.

He looked at me, "I've never seen you look so normal." He admitted, "I would have held your hair back for you last night you know."

I smirked and ran my tongue over my lips, "And let you have that as ammunition against me from now on? No thank you."I said with a small smirk.

"Are you feeling better?" He asked seriously.

"Yeah." I nodded, "Thanks… for bringing me here."

"I wasn't going to let you kill yourself Mia."

"Why?" I asked him as I stared into his eyes, "I thought you hated me. If I'm being completely truthful and the roles were reversed, I probably would have left you at the bar." 

"I don't want that for you. You were seconds away from getting into your car and driving. Screw reputation, you could have killed yourself and other people." He told me, running a hand over his chin, scratching over the faint hair that was growing in.

I gave him a small smile, "I'm really glad you were there last night." I bit my lip looking down, "I was having a horrible night and I didn't have the best judgment. So thank you, again."

He nodded, "It's nothing." He paused before speaking up, "What happened? That made it such a bad day?" He asked me.