A/N Told you all I was addicted to writing this! This is the penultimate chapter (the final part should you be with you by Wednesday evening at the very latest as I'm half way through writing it!)

Many thanks to the Guests for your reviews! They're really encouraging me to keep writing, so thank you! Also thank you to Chloe for your review (I cant PM you!)- I have considered writing more into the M rating but I am worried about crossing into MA territory (the categories are quite vague, aren't they?!) so I'd rather keep the themes quite suggestive for this fic, even if what I have written is more like a "T" rating :-) I hope this doesn't detract from your enjoyment of the story, I just want to play it safe for now. Thank you for your support *smiles*

Anyway, I hope you all enjoy this chapter, the final part is on its way in the next couple of days!

The next morning, Zosia woke up with her arm wrapped around Ollie's waist, and Ollie's arm around her. After smiling sleepily, Zosia shot sitting out of bed when she realised, once again, that she wasn't cuddling into Seb, and then she screamed when she realised that both she and Ollie were naked. As she leapt out of bed, she winced and swore as she had forgotten all about her ankle, which was now multiple shades of blue and purple, and her head pounded spectacularly. Everything was coming back to her now- the argument in the restaurant, the men at the bar, falling over.
Ollie woke up and he himself was surprised at the state of the pair of them. 'Ah...' he blurted, looking around. Zosia had grabbed a blanket and had covered herself up.
'Did we..?' Zosia reluctantly asked, and when Ollie didn't respond, she panicked. 'Did I cheat on Seb last night?!'
Ollie smirked and Zosia punched him. 'This isn't funny! Oh my god I'm the worst person ever' she shrieked as she ran her hands through her hair, clutching at her scalp. She was panicking, how could she have been so stupid? Ollie could have chosen this time to be diplomatic, but sadly, this was Oliver Valentine, and when he had something to say, he said it.
'Are you though? He doesn't love you, not really' Ollie blurted, forgetting his filter. Zosia looked at him with the same worried look.
'Ollie we're not talking about this again' she snapped, hoping it would ward him off the conversation that had caused her to storm off in the first place.
'So what was this then?' He piped up, raising his arms in a questioning gesture. 'You wanted it, and you enjoyed it, sooner or later you'll accept that' he stood, gently pointing at her as he wandered into the bathroom.
Annoyingly, Ollie was right. She did enjoy it. Seb was charismatic, confident, charming...but Ollie, he was different. He didn't take himself too seriously, or anyone for that matter, and he always pushed the boundaries of what kind of banter is acceptable... Although on the surface Seb sounded like the perfect boyfriend, she often felt like she was there to look at for Seb. More like something for him to enjoy. And as much as it pained her to admit this to herself, being intimate with Ollie had given her a thrill, it was exciting and she felt good about herself...there was obvious chemistry, which when she really thought about it, she'd been ignoring for far too long. With Seb, there was nothing. And then it dawned on her- last night, when she was scared and feeling vulnerable, it was Ollie she seeked out and wanted to be there. She felt horrible, but she didn't even think about Seb until she woke up that morning. She liked Seb, of course she did. She wouldn't waste her time otherwise. But now she was getting an overwhelming feeling that she was wasting her time, and there may have been some truth to Ollie's words...
'I'm going for a walk' Zosia surrendered, picking her clothes up off the floor and dressing in record time.
'Zosia you need to be careful' Ollie called out but it was too late, she had already slammed the door. She stormed out of the hotel. She needed to get her head straight.

Zosia wandered to a cafe near Central Park and got out her phone- her phone, not the one Seb gave her, and scrolled through her contacts, needing a friend. She reached Dom's number, and tried to FaceTime him. He would either pick up or he'd be on shift...and thankfully for her, he picked up almost straight away.
'I'm surprised you remembered us lowly folk while you're living it up in the Big Apple, Marchie' he smirked as Zosia smiled at him, finding it hard to hold back the tears. As she welled up, Dom became concerned. 'Zosh? What's wrong?' He asked, looking worried and sympathetic.
'Are you alone?' She asked him, and he nodded. 'I don't know what to do' she said quietly, her voice trembling, hands shaking.
'Ok lady, start from the beginning- what's happened?'
'I...I slept with Ollie' Zosia blurted and Dom, although surprised, was supportive.
'Zosh, I'm going to be totally honest here...I knew it was only a matter of time' he smiled kindly, and Zosia looked at him in disbelief- how was it this obvious to everyone else? 'The chemistry between you two- everyone can see it. And it's not there when you're with Seb...despite the fact that he's the resident heartthrob' He admitted. 'How did you come to, you know?' He asked, lifting a mug and taking a drink.
'I hurt myself last night, and some men tried to...' She quickly shook herself off, and before Dom could get a word in edgeways, she continued. 'When I got away...I only thought of Ollie...I needed him.' She sniffed, and Dom looked at her sympathetically. 'I feel so guilty- I cheated, Dom' she cried, her eyes welling up again. Dom looked sympathetic.
'Zosh are you ok?!' He asked, shocked that she'd glazed over this detail. She nodded quickly to reassure him.
'Only a sprained ankle...Dom what am I going to do?' She asked, desperate for an answer.
'This is me you're talking to, ok? So I want you to be honest with me, and yourself. How did you feel, during?'
Zosia took a deep breath. 'I felt...good...it was like there really is a connection between us...like it was love, not just sex...oh my god' and then it dawned on her...Dom sat back and smiled kindly.
'I think you've just answered your own question' he smiled.
'Please don't tell anyone about this' she panicked. 'I'm going to talk to Ollie, and I need to think about what I'm going to say to Seb' Zosia asked, thinking hard. 'Thank you, Dom' she smiled and he smiled back.
'Pfffft don't mention it. It's what I'm here for, remember?' Dom smiled and she smiled back. After talking for a while longer, Zosia decided to go back and face what she had done...

As she reached the hotel room, she stopped just outside the door and took a deep breath. Her hands were shaking slightly and she was nervous. She took a deep breath and let herself in, to find Ollie sitting on the edge of the bed. It was obvious had had been feeling emotional as well, as he had tears in his own eyes.
'I didn't think Mr Valentine knew how to cry' Zosia laughed as she sat next to him. He laughed too, and they turned to face each other. 'I think we need to talk about what happened...' Zosia began, and Ollie felt his heart start to sink. He knew he shouldn't have let last night happen, and now he was responsible for ruining Zosia's relationship- how could he be so selfish? 'You were right' she admitted, and Ollie looked at her, confused. 'I don't know what will happen now...but I do know that last night was, amazing. And when I managed to escape, it was you I wanted. Not Seb, you. If that's anything to go by, then maybe I shouldn't even be with Seb...' Zosia continued, and Ollie took her hand.
'Are you sure about this Zosia?' He asked, stroking her hands with his thumbs. 'I don't want you to throw everything away-'
'Ollie, you don't get it. I don't want to throw away something- someone- who has been under my nose the whole time...' She said, a little quieter. She looked at him and he turned to look into her eyes. 'Do you...do you understand what I'm trying to say?' She asked, and Ollie nodded slowly as Zosia closed her eyes gently and they moved together and kissed. Both of them smiled into the kiss, enjoying the butterflies in their stomachs and Ollie was overwhelmed that just a couple of hours before, he feared the worst from this situation, yet here they were.
As they pulled away reluctantly, they rested their foreheads against each other and looked into each other's eyes and smiled shyly.
'I feel so miserable without you, it's almost like having you here' he grinned cheekily as Zosia nudged him with her shoulder as he put his arm over her. 'Not that I want to ruin the moment...but what are you going to say to Seb?' He asked and Zosia sighed, shrugging.
'I'm just going to have to tell him straight' she sighed. 'But I know I'm making the right decision' she smiled.