Omq. New story. Ha ha, at least I can actually take credit for writing this. Enjoy!

She walked across the bar, aware of the eyes following her. She could feel their eyes burning a hole in her back. It raised the hairs on the back of her neck, and sent shivers down her spine. Once again, Taylor wondered why Keiran had asked her to meet him here. It was just so... Rough. Biker- Like.

She spotted him seated at the bar, drinking some cocktail. Typical. She winced as she received a few wolf whistles, most coming from the guys playing pool. She was pretty, beautiful even, and she knew it. The clothes she was wearing were to accentuate that. But why had she bothered getting dressed up for? Oh , thats right. Keiran.

She finally reached him. As she stood in front of him, he looked her up and down appreciatively. Now this stare didn't bother her so much. She wouldn't come to this place for anyone else. But she wished that Keiran would take her a bit more seriously. Sometimes it seemed like he was being a jerk on purpose. Like he was using her. And yet she still loved him. God, how love made a fool of her.

"Well what do you want?" she asked, her anger sounding a bit forced. She hoped he didn't pick up on it. He did. "Your not angry." he said arrogantly. Oh, how she wanted to slap his cocky face right now. She didn't. She had a feeling that he wouldn't be to happy with her if she did that.

"Anyway," he continued. I just wanted to see how you were holding up. "You mean that you dragged me all the way out here, just to how I am??" "Pretty much." he said. "And you came didn't you?" She could feel her anger bubbling over.

"I've had it with you Keiran!" You treat me like your bitch! Just clap your hands, and I'll come running like a puppy. Well I'm sick and tired of it." She felt so much better after her outburst. All through this, Keiran had just sat there staring at her, bemused. "Ugh, thats it!" Something inside her broke. She strode forward, and slapped him as hard as she could across the face.

The noise rang out across the bar, and silence followed. She turned around, and stalked off before Keiran could react. Once again, she could feel all eyes on her. This time, she didn't care. In fact, all she cared about was getting the hell outta there. She reached the door at about the same time as Keiran snapped out of it.

"Taylor, wait!" he called out after her. She ignored him and kept walking. She was about halfway through the car park when she heard the footsteps following after her. "Taylor! Please just wait! I'm sorry! I just... I'm sorry." Damn it. Why did Keiran have to sound so vulnerable? She was trying so hard to hate him, to not love him anymore. She thought that the slap would have infuriated him, but instead she got him apologizing. God, he just kept confusing her! Kept making it so hard to hate him, to even keep track of his moods.

She didn't respond until she got to her car. At least here, if Keiran pissed her off, she could just get in her car and drive away. She got her keys out of her pocket, ready, then turned on her heel to face Keiran. And of course, she made the mistake of looking into Keirans's beautiful, burning sapphire blue eyes. She noted the way that his blonde, brown hair fell into his eyes when he stopped about 5 paces back, and she melted. He stared to apologize again, but she stopped him.

"Keiran, don't." she said. "I'm sorry I slapped you, okay. I'm just so tired of you using me. So tired of the way that you keep me coming back to you. And I just can't take it anymore Keiran, so I'm leaving. Maybe I'll go to L.A. I don't know. But I need some time to think." And with that she got into her car and drove away, leaving Keiran standing there looking utterly lost.

Her heart broke.

Holy cow, that's my longest story yet! Hope you guys like it! =D -BeautifulBittch.