A/N: This is my first fan fiction, so please don't judge me too harshly.

Poppy POV

"Poppet! Please, wait!"

"NO, James! I will not wait! You humiliated me. Ask anybody that was there!" I don't know who you are anymore Jamie. You were nice and sweet. You cared about my feelings. You cared about me.

Poppy. I still do. I was just having some fun last night. With the apocalypse so close, it's just... It's hard for me.

Jamie, it's hard or all of us! Delos, Jez, and Iliana have it the worst! It's hard for all of us, and I understand having fun and trying to relax, but that doesn't give you an excuse for humiliating me in front of all of those people!

Last night, all of the Daybreaker boys went out and when they came back they said they wanted to take us, the Daybreaker girls, out somewhere. We got dressed and then we all got into our cars. James and Ash gave everybody the address and when we got to the place, it was a bar that had Karaoke nights on Friday and Saturday every week.

"Look, Jamie. I'm not in the mood right now. We can talk later, or tomorrow, depending on how I feel about this situation, but just to warn you, you're not sleeping in our room tonight." As I turned to leave the living room, James grabbed my arm, pulling me back to him.

"James, I told you I don't want to talk today."

"I know. You don't have to talk. You only have to listen." Trying to free myself from his grasp was pointless. He had a firm grip both of my arms as he pulled me closer to him.

His smell was intoxicating, but it was something that I loved and his warmth is something else that I would always crave to have.

"Poppy, would you please look at me? I can't say what I have to say unless you're looking at me."

Looking into his eyes would make me melt like a popsicle on a hot July afternoon, so I focused on his lips instead. It wasn't much better than looking into his eyes because every time I saw his lips I would remember every time we've kissed. Those lips had kissed me so many times and every memory of those kisses made my insides turn to mush. Oh, how I longed to kiss him so much. It hurt knowing that I can't kiss him.

As if on cue, he said "Poppy, I know you were humiliated, I was drunk. I was stupid and I didn't know it would come to that. Please look at me, not my lips because that just makes me want to kiss you. Look at me, into my eyes."

I couldn't stand it anymore. He loved me and I loved him. The second our eyes met, we knew that this fight was over.

"I'm sorry. I was being a bitch. I knew you were drunk and I shouldn't have said the things I did." All of the words came flying out of my mouth before I knew I was even talking.

"It's okay. I know. It's okay. I apologize for being an ass. I shouldn't have had that much to drink, and I'm sorry that I did that in front of everyone. I'm sorry, Poppet."

Jamie and I could never stay mad at each other. We were soulmates and would alway be soulmates. Nobody and nothing could change that.

I love you, Jamie.

I love you too, Poppet.

That was one of the things about being a Night Person. Most could use telepathy. Being soulmates strengthened the telepathy between your soulmate and yourself, even if you were human.

Our embrace soo turned into a passionate kiss. Things were heating up quickly, as the pink haze surrounded us. Before we knew it, James had me pinned up against the wall and I was straddling him. It was a common thing for Jamie and I; we didn't care where we were or who saw us because we were in love.

"Woah! Ew! Gross! Poppy, James, could you please go to your room if you're going to be doing that?!"

We both stopped and looked in the direction the feminine voice had come from, only to find Mare and Jade shielding their eyes.

"Sorry. We got carried away." It was true. We did get carried away, but I still had to try and force myself from not blushing.

"We understand that, but get carried away in your bedroom, not the kitchen!" Jade shrieked trying not to start giggling.

"Okay. We're leaving," I said as I grabbed James' hand and dragged him out of the kitchen.