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Chapter 4

When I was able to regain some control of myself and my tears, I heard the phone ringing. I got off the floor – which was where I had dropped and burst into tears after closing the door on David – and went into the kitchen to pick up the phone.

"Hello?" I said softly. I hoped that whoever it was did not hear my voice quaver.

"Hullo?" A guy said in a deep voice. "Is this Sam?"

"Yes."

"Oh, hi Sam." The voice continued speaking amiably. "I tried calling you this morning as well. How are you?"

I had no clue who this was and his cheerful voice was irritating me. "Why do you care how I am?" I snapped.

The voice faltered a bit and said, "I'm Scott."

Understanding downed on me and I felt my face go red. "Oh my god Scott, I'm so sorry for snapping at you."

"It's okay. I just hope your okay. You're sounding a bit down." Scott said gently.

Tears began to well up in my eyes again at Scott's softness and tenderness. "Scott," I managed to get out in a choked voice, "Are you busy tonight?"

He seemed surprised by my question because he answered me after a pause. "No, why?"

"I just…can we go out. I need someone to talk to." I answered softly.

"Of course we can go. How about I pick you up at seven and we'll grab something to eat."

"Perfect." I muttered.

"Great."

"Oh and Scott?"

"Yeah?" He asked curiously.

"Thanks"

"No problem Jess. You know I'll always be there for you." He said before hanging up the phone.

I sighed and stared at the phone thinking about what David had said. He said he would manage to find a way in which he would reprieve himself but I didn't know whether that was all I wanted. Would I ever be able to trust David again? Would he ever be the same to me or even if we did get back together will I be able to stop myself from thinking about whether David is studying or out with some girl? Will I be able to forget this night?

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That night I got dressed to out with Scott. For some reason I took extra care about how I looked. I made sure my hair was shining and soft. I wore my favorite shirt which David hated and applied some lip gloss. I looked at my self in the mirror and did check over. I did not look too bad except that my face was much too pale. I added some blush to fix that then I headed to my sisters room.

"Sam! Knock!" She cried when I barged in her room. Hen she whistled as she got a look at me. "Hot date? Where is David taking you?" I shook my head.

"What do I tell you?" I asked her.

"Hot, flirty and ready to party." Lucy replied automatically. I smiled. That was just what I wanted to look like.

My cell phone beeped. I took it out of my pocket and read the message.

I was from David. Sam, I'm so sorry. Please don't be mad at me. I swear it was an accident. Please pick up my calls. Love David.

Lucy was reading the message over my shoulder. "You and David got into a fight?"

I nodded and deleted the message.

"Over what?" She asked me. I remained silent. "Gosh Sam, then why are you so dressed up today?

"I'm going out with Scott." I murmured.

"What?" Lucy squealed. "Sam, that's great but what does David have to say about that?"

I remained quiet again. "Sam, I know you are angry at him and all but are you sure you want to do this? I mean, I know you'll make up tomorrow so don't do anything you may regret."

"I won't." I said through gritted teeth. I hated Lucy right now for taking David's side.

"So, go change and help me with my homework."

"No." I exclaimed.

"Sam, you aren't going to go are you? Sam, he is the most popular guy in school. It'll be all over the school my midnight and then David will find out and he may get angry."

"So?"

"So? Sam, I know you're angry with him right now but by tomorrow –" Lucy began in an exasperated voice.

"So what!" I said my voice rising. "Lucy he cheated on me, you know that? He slept with someone and you know what's even better? I saw it with my own eyes!" At this I broke into tears.

Lucy stared at me shocked. She blinked a couple of time and then sat down slowly beside me. "Sam…I…I don't know what to say. He…he wouldn't do that."

"Well, he did." I sobbed.

Lucy wrapped her arms around me. "Sam, I'm so sorry. I wish I could do something."

"Well there isn't." I said definitely. I pushed Lucy's arms away gently and got up. I walked over to Lucy's mirror and touched up my make up. Lucy watched me quietly move about and then she spoke up.

"Are you sure you're okay. I mean, do you want to talk about it?" I snorted.

At her offended face I said, "Thanks but I'm sorry. It just seems funny and – whatever." I heard Scott's car and then the door bell ring. I sighed and put on my best smile and went downstairs as calmly as I could.

I heard Rebecca open the door and talk to Scott. I heard Scott laugh and my stomach gave a flip.

I didn't want to do this. Could I back out now? I missed a step and tumbled down the last two steps. I heard Scott question what had happened. Rebecca cracked up when she saw me. I held my fingers to my lips and got up rubbing my sore ankle.

I limped to the front door and inhaled sharply. Scott looked incredible. He was wearing a black shirt which clung to him like a bathing suit and he was wearing jeans that fit him snugly in all the right places.

"You look great!" Scott exclaimed looking at me admiringly. I raised my eyes and muttered thanks.

I grabbed my jacket and my bag. Scott took my hand and I called over my shoulder, "Beck, tell mom and dad I'll be home late!"

Scott led me to his car in which I had sat only once before. I felt a stab of pain when I thought of that awful day when I got a ride from Scott the first time. I realized with a jerk that while I was sitting in this car a day ago, David was probably making love to his party planner.

I felt the color drain from my face. I folded my hand tightly in my lap and waited for Scott to say something. A little while later I realized that Scott would not say anything and right when I was about to say something Scott spoke up.

"So, what is up with David?" He asked nonchalantly.

"We're done." I said mechanically. Scott looked at me surprised – or was it disbelief?

He pulled the car over in front of a small café. "Maybe, we should stop here. We need to go somewhere quiet. Restaurants are too loud." I shrugged.

We got out of the car and went into the café. Scott ordered us a coffee and some sandwiches. He then led me to a booth in the corner of the café and pushed his way inside. I sat down opposite him. I sat and stared at my hands silently. The waitress brought us our coffee and sandwiches. Scott thanked her and pushed my drink toward me. "Drink it." He ordered me.

I took a sip and winced. It was too hot. Scott sat munching on a sandwich and staring at me carefully. "I suppose this is what you wanted to talk about?" He asked me gravely.

I nodded and bit into a sandwich. "What happened?" He asked me bluntly. I chewed thoughtfully stalling for time and my eyes filled with tears.

Seeing this, Scott's expression softened and he placed his hand on top of mine and asked much more softly, "Sam, what happened?"

I choked and began sobbing softly. "He – he cheated on me!" I wailed. Scott slid out of his booth and sat down beside me wrapping his arms around me. "He slept with another girl! And – and you know what? She was so ugly!" I stated staring at Scott seriously.

Scott chuckled and pushed my coffee toward me again. I took another sip – and another. After I finished me coffee, I saw Scott stare at me with a puzzled look. I blushed. "What?" I asked defensively.

He shook his head and said, "I can't believe a pretty girl like you has to go through so much pain. You don't deserve it." He stroked my hair tenderly. I flushed and felt the need to pull away.

He made no attempt to pull me toward him again but he grabbed me from below my elbow and pulled me out form the booth. He led me to his car and made sure I was seated safely. He then leaned against the door and said staring at me with his mesmerizing eyes, "Can I ask you something, Sam?"

I nodded. "After what you did for me today, anything."

"Well, that is exactly it. Why did you tell me everything?"

I stared at him confused. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, why'd you come to me and tell me all about David. Why not Catherine or your sister? I mean, you hardly know me."

"I guess we better change that." I answered to him. I smiled at him and he grinned back. He got into the car and began to drive home. It was a quiet but strangely comforting drive home. I realized that I had told Scott everything thing about David and myself. The way he began to hold me up, the way I found out about his affair and the way I had reacted to it.

Scott had listened very carefully and knew when to say something and when to stay quiet. He was a good listener. I like him and I knew that we would be good friends but he was way out of my league. He was one of those popular jocks who never paid attention to anyone beside cheerleaders.

But he paid attention to you! I voice said in my head.

I snuck a look at Scott; he was staring ahead concentrating on his driving, his forehead was crinkled as if he was in deep thought and he was frowning a little. I began to wonder what he was thinking about. Was he regretting agreeing to come with me? Was he thinking I was a cry baby?

I was interrupted with my thought when Scott announced that we had arrived home. I thanked him and apologized for my behavior. He waved his hands and said, "Nonsense, I'm glad you called me. Now if there are any problems make sure you call me, okay?" I nodded.

I was about to head out of the car when Scott grabbed my arm and turned me around slowly. "I'm not sure if I'm permitted to do this but I can't resist." With that, he lowered his lips on mine and gave a soft peck. I was taken by surprise completely and blushed when he pulled back.

"No, it's perfectly permissible for you to do that." I muttered breathlessly. Scott grinned at me and I made my escape just then.

A.N: Awww….I love Scott but don't you worry…he may not stay. Or will he…

Forgive my grammar again.

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Sara