Chapter One- Heart Break and Sorrows

Allison was laid on the sofa, her hair a mess and her room filled with tissues and rubbish. She finally got up an hour after Isaac broke up with her. She didn't understand what had happened and why he decided now to end things between them. She thought Isaac was the "one," her one and only "true love," and he left her alone days before her birthday. "Wasn't I good enough?" she asked herself, "Did he meet someone else that stole his heart, her heart?"

The break-up was still playing around in her head, taunting her of what happened and what could have been if he didn't end things.

Flashback

It all happened too quickly, at first they was making out and kissing each other passionately, until he pushed her away and told her to stop. She stopped and looked at him a little confused, "Why? What's wrong?"

He looked at her and shook his head, "I thought I could do this, but I can't. I don't love you anymore Allison."

She just looked at him shocked, her eyes filling with tears, her throat going dry with shock and confusion. She tried to shake it off and ask him why, but her throat wouldn't let her. She muffled in a chocked up sob, "What?"

He stood up and started to pack his things away, she just laid there on the bed, crying, frozen still with shock. He started to walk out of the house as she followed him and reached for him. "No, no, please don't go… please. I love you…" And that was the last thing she said to him, before he left her on her knees, crying, heartbroken.

End of flashback

Allison was cleaning the room, picking up all the tissues and the rubbish that was the only proof that this all had happened. She decided that she needed to go out and get a drink, so she got in the shower, washing away her tears and the mess that Isaac left her in. She washed her hair and washed her mascara lined face clean.

Allison jumped out of the shower, drying herself off. She choose an outfit that would make her feel a little better and straightened her hair, doing her makeup, hiding and masking over what a mess that she was in.

By the time it was five in the afternoon she was ready, she called herself a takeaway, getting some food down her, before her starting her rounds of drinking. She packed away her food and threw away the rubbish in the bin. She put on her shoes and got enough money out of the safe that would, allow her to drink enough to drown her sorrows.

A couple of minutes later, she was sat at a bar, taking a couple of shots of vodka to get started for the night. Sat across the bar from her was a young gentleman, around the same age as her, drowning his own sorrows.

Flashback

Scott and his best friend was sitting down watching TV, talking amongst themselves, when Stiles blurted out about Kira, their mutual friend. Stiles had been talking to Kira about Scott earlier that day, she told him that she liked him and thought that Scott liked her back.

"Do you like Kira, Scott?"

Scott chuckled, looking over at Stiles, "Yes, she's a great friend, why?"

"I mean like her like her…"

Scott looked over at his good friend, a little puzzled, "No, why? Has she said something to you?"

"Scott… You're playing her along, your making her think that you like her. That is horrible, you need to put her straight or her feelings are going to be shattered."

"Stiles, I'm not, she knows I don't like her. We are just friends."

"That's not what she said to me. She's going to ask you out soon.."

"Wow. Why are you even getting involved in this? Do you like her or something?!"

At that awkward moment, Kira walked into the room, after overhearing the conversation. "Well, this is nice and cosy? Do you like me then Stiles?" Kira quickly walked out as both guys tried to reach out to her and explain. She didn't need any explanation, Scott didn't like her and Stiles didn't warn her, what a nice friend. She was going to make a fool out of herself.

Stiles looked over at Scott and shouted, "Great, look what you have done?!

"Don't blame me it wasn't my fault."

At that moment both guys started to hit each other.

End of Flashback.

Scott noticed a girl across the bar smiling at her, she looked hot and cute. He grinned back at her and waved her over. For an hour or two they both were drinking and chatting to each other, each drink making them drunker and drunker.

Allison smirked, looking at Scott. "Well, Scott want to go someplace quieter and more private?"

Scott nodded, taking her hand after buying another bottle of vodka, before heading her outside, he stopped a taxi and took her over to his apartment. Allison smiled, cuddling into him, kissing his cheek.

They both climbed out of the taxi, paying him for his ride, before climbing up the steps into Scott's apartment.

Allison smirked, kissing him against the wall, when all of a sudden Scott picked her up and wrapped her legs around his waist, kissing her neck, leaning her against the door of his apartment, he opened the door and carried her to the bedroom, shutting the door behind her with a kick.

Scott dropped her onto the bed as he took off his shoes and his shirt, Allison smiled, taking off her high heels, necklace and ear-rings dropping them to the floor. She looked at him grinning, "Can you help me take this dress off?"

Scott grinned taking off her dress, helping her stand up, kissing her, while her dress slipped to the floor, leaving her in her panties and her bra.