*Flash Forward to the night of the prom*

~Roman's POV~

I was on my way over to Nichole's house to pick her up for the prom. I had on an all white tux and was looking pretty damn good if I must say so. I knocked on the door. Her mom answered.

"How you doing Roman?" she questioned as she gave me a hug. I had known Mrs. Jones since me and the gang were in second grade.

"Fine and yourself?" I asked.

"I'm doing just great. You sure look handsome tonight by the way. Nichole should be down in a second. She's just putting the finishing touches on her makeup," she spoke as I just smiled. Nikki looked just like a younger version of her mother.

"Alright," I stated as I walked over to the sofa in the living room to have a seat.

After about fifteen minutes, Nichole finally came down the stairs. She had on this beautiful light pink halter dress with a plunging neckline. I had changed the color of my cummerbund at the last minute to match her dress. She looked so beautiful. She finally made it up to me. I took her arm and put her corsage on.

"You look so beautiful Nichole," I said as she smiled that gorgeous smile of hers I loved so much.

"Thank you," came her response. We took a few pictures with her parents and siblings before I escorted her to my ride.

"y'all have a good time," called her mom as we were leaving.

I opened her door for her as she got in. I then got in on the driver's side. We were on our way. We met up with Monique, Seth, Naomi, Jimmy, Monica, Dean, Sasha, and Jey. We were all having a good time until Dwayne walked in. He had been trying to get back with Nichole ever since all that shit went down. Everyone could feel Nichole tense up at the sight of him.

"You OK girl?" questioned Monique.

"Yeah, I guess." she replied. I could tell she wasn't.

"Damn, that was fucked up the way old boy did you Nichole," said Dean.

"Can we please not talk about this tonight?" asked Nichole.

"Alright we'll drop it. Come one Jimmy, let's dance." said Naomi as she dragged Jimmy to the dance floor. They were playing "Bodak Yellow" by Cardi B (clean version of course lol).

"Oh yeah, come on Dean, you know that's my jam right there," said Monica.

"You know I don't like to dance," whined Dean as Monica gave him a look that made him get over it. He knew it was a losing battle trying to fight her on this. Soon, she had him attempting something that was supposed to be dancing.

"What the hell! Come on Monique," stated Seth, leaving me and Nichole alone at the table. I would have asked her to dance, but we needed to talk.

"You know, I'm really havin' a good time with you tonight Roman," she said.

"Same here," I said back.

Just then, Dwayne had to come over here and mess up the moment.

"Can I talk to you Nichole?" he urgently asked. She ignored his question, so he repeated himself.

"Can I please talk to you Nichole?"

"Can't yo ass see she don't want to talk to you? Damn, get off her tit!" I said, causing her to laugh.

"Look, I was set up. Summer said she had..." he started before Nichole cut him off.

"I really don't want to hear your excuses. It's been over for the last month. Get over it and move on. Besides, I'm tryna enjoy my prom with someone who's not your ass, so please step," Nichole said. I guess he finally got the hint because he walked off.

"I hope he didn't ruin your prom," I said once we were alone again.

"As long as I'm here with you, it doesn't matter," she smiled. That did it. I had to tell Nichole the truth about that night at my party.

"Nichole, before this night goes on, I think there's something I should tell you," I started as she just looked at me.

"What is it?" she cautiously asked.

"It's about the night of my party," I said as I prepared to tell her what it was I had to say.

"What about that night?" questioned Nichole as I swallowed hard.

"Well..."

A/N: So what could it be that Roman has to tell Nichole about that night?