In response to Sarah and sammy may cullen's review/PM: Yes, I do realize that Alli's name on the show is Allia Bhandari. All misspellings are on purpose. I changed her name to Alliana because my name is similar and because I hate when someone has a nickname when their name is so short in the first place. Also, Reese's girlfriend's real name is Grace, but I changed it to Delia. Just letting you guys know in case you were wondering why or if it was bothering you. I never addressed that, so thanks for pointing it out!


"Finding Harmony"

Chapter 7: Falling Out of Place

Alli sat at the dinner table picking at her beans and rice. Saturday dinners were always the least fancy because she and Sav went out on the weekends now. As she pushed a couple of beans to one side of her plate, Alli felt Sav watching her with his beady brown eyes. She knew that Sav had made his prayer extra long because he was onto her.

Ever since his altercation with Johnny at school on Tuesday, Alli felt like Sav had an extra eye on her. Scooping up the rice and beans and shoving the spoonful into her mouth, Alli swallowed hard. Although she couldn't say that she was nervous, all she could think about was Johnny, the concert, and all that could happen between tonight and the next morning.

She and Johnny hadn't done anything borderline intimate since she'd went to his trailer and met his brother, which had been almost a month prior. It was time to spice things up again, and she'd do whatever she had to. Excusing herself from the table wasn't an option, so Alli struggled to finish her dinner. All the while she hadn't been paying any attention whatsoever to the conversations going on at the table.

She knew her parents had been talking about some classical show they wanted to go see. She'd been so self-involved since she'd gotten up that morning that she was just now considering what she could ask her parents about. Just as she was going to ask her dad about how he planned to redo the garage, he spoke instead. "So Alliana, any plans for tonight?"

Alli froze. "No father," she said as evenly as possible. She didn't want to change her tone of voice and have her parents think she was up to something.

"No movies, nothing at all?" He said, taking a sip of his white wine.

"No father," Alli insisted with a tight smile.

"What about Clare?" Mrs. Bhandari piped up. "You haven't spent any time with her in a while. What is going on?"

Looking up, Alli saw Sav's Adam's apple bob up and down. He was definitely antsy and wanted to say something. Raising her eyebrows, Alli turned towards her mother. "Nothing is going on with Clare," Alli replied. "I have other friends too you know."

"That's fine. I was just curious," her mother explained. Taking another bite of her food, Alli glared at Sav across the table. If he found out anything between now and seven thirty, there was no doubt he would spill the beans. She had to make sure the plan worked out perfectly. As her father rose from the table with his plate in hand, Alli scooped up the rest of her dinner and shoved the spoon into her mouth.

Washing the food down with a long sip of water, Alli cleared her throat. "Thanks for the dinner mother." Standing, she took her plate and cup and walked into the kitchen. Her father was pouring himself another glass of wine when she put her plate, cup and eating utensils in the dishwasher.

Almost colliding with Sav as she exited the kitchen, Alli sighed. She knew he was going to be bombarding her with questions in the next five minutes. Walking down the hallway to her room, Alli pulled her hair out of the scrunchies and stepped into the bathroom she'd been forced to share with Sav. Grabbing her makeup pouch, she unzipped it and checked to make sure all her materials were inside.

As soon as she was confident she had everything she needed, Alli opened the bathroom door to find Sav standing there. "Do you not have anything better to do?" She snapped, pushing past him.

"I know you lied to them," he declared, grabbing her arm. "What are you really doing tonight, Alli?"

"Nothing. I'm going to sit in my room and read Wuthering Heights or something." Turning back around Alli yelled over her shoulder, "And even if I did have plans, they'd be nothing concerning you!"

Slamming her bedroom door, she walked over to her closet and pulled out the outfit she'd be wearing to the concert. A nice, fitted, black belly shirt, skinny jeans and boots. She was going to look unbelievably hot – just for Johnny.

Grabbing her favorite shoulder bag from out of the closet, Alli began folding up her clothes and packing them in. She figured she wouldn't need pajamas when she was at Johnny's place. She could always wear his clothes and she was pretty sure he wouldn't object to her sleeping in her undergarments....

After her bag was packed, Alli grabbed her towel and went back into the bathroom to take a hot shower. When she came out, she put on a pair of jeans shorts and a worn tank top. Going back to her room, Alli pulled her closet door open and pulled out a hoodie. Now all she had to do was wait for the call from Anya.

It was nearly six thirty. Running a comb through her newly trimmed hair, Alli checked her teeth in the mirror. Popping a breath mint into her mouth, Alli smiled when the phone rang. Although she hadn't planned to let Sav answer it, she figured he'd get a shock when Anya asked to talk to her. Sav knocked on her door.

"Phone!" He shouted. Another thought crossed Alli's mind – she could have always told Anya to call her cell phone... if it hadn't been taken away last week. "Anya wants to ask you something," Sav said, thrusting the phone into her hands.

"Thanks," Alli said, taking the phone and closing her bedroom door behind her. "Hey," she said softly. "Are we still going with the plan?"

"Yeah. Homework help. Sleepover. Is your dad still dropping you off?"

"Yeah, as long as Sav doesn't stick his nose in my business."

"It's kinda weird keeping this from Sav... he is my boyfriend after all," Anya said uneasily.

"Don't worry. You're being a friend to me. That's important, too."

"Yeah, well, see you in a few minutes," Anya said.

"Okay," Alli agreed, clicking off.

Walking into the living room, Alli ran over the speech in her head one last time. "Mother, father... Anya asked me for homework help. I figured since it's so late I might as well sleepover," Alli told them, twiddling her thumbs.

"Oh, that is the girl that Sav is courting, yes?" Alli's father said, sitting up straighter in his chair. Rolling her eyes at her dad's old time lingo, Alli sighed.

"Yes father."

"Well, I suppose that's a good idea. You won't be around here moping about; you'll have something to do." Smiling at her, Mr. Bhandari nodded. "Go pack your overnight bag."

"Yes!" Alli said, pumping her fist in the air. She had to feign excitement so her dad wouldn't change his mind. Returning to her room, Alli ruffled through the clothes in her closet, pretending to find something to wear.

If she came out with a fully packed bag too quickly, her parents and Sav would definitely have raised eyebrows. After rearranging some perfume bottles on her nightstand and checking her teeth and hair in the mirror again, Alli slung her bag over her shoulder. Walking out the door, Alli sauntered in the direction of the living room.

Sav and her parents were waiting. "I was going to drop you off," Mr. Bhandari announced, "but I guess your brother owes his girlfriend a visit."

"Fine," Alli mumbled, exiting the house. "Bye mother, bye father."

"Okay," Sav began, once they were outside. "I'm going to ask you again. What is really going on?"

"Anya can be your girlfriend and my friend too, ya know," Alli griped, climbing into the car. Sav hopped into the driver's seat and stuck the key in the ignition.

"When was the last time you saw Johnny?" He inquired. When Alli didn't respond, Sav leaned back in his seat and sighed. "I won't start the car until you tell me."

"Tuesday at school. The last time you saw him."

"So this isn't some kind of funny plot where you go meet up with him God knows where?"

"Look Sav, this has nothing to do with Johnny. He has a girlfriend... that isn't me. We were only hanging out because I was helping him with his chemistry project."

"You know what?" Sav said. "I'm gonna believe you."

"Well, good because you have no reason not to."

"I'm hoping so...." Sav said under his breath as he looked over his shoulder, backing out of the driveway. During the car ride across town to Anya's, Sav put a crappy Stüdz demo tape on repeat. Finally, Alli pulled out her iPod and shoved her ear phones into her ears.

Five minutes later, Sav pulled into a parking space in Anya's apartment complex. She was an only child raised by a single mother who worked hard to support her. Right now, her mother was working a double shift at the nursing home.

Getting out of the car, Alli slammed the door extra hard, hoping to really stick it to Sav. To her suprise, Alli heard the driver's side door close, too. "What are you doing?" Alli yelled, stopping dead in her tracks.

"Anya is my girlfriend whether she's your friend or not," Sav replied tartly, shoving his car keys into his back pocket. Alli rung the doorbell and folded her arms across her chest. When Anya opened the door, she smiled at Alli.

"Hey!" She squealed, and then she saw Sav appear in the doorway. "Sav... um, what are you doing here?"

"The real question is: Why can't I help you with your homework?" Sav wondered, stepping inside. Alli liked the warm, homey feeling of Anya's apartment even though she'd never been there before.

"Look Sav," Anya said closing the front door and leading him over to the couch. "Me and Alli planned this out because we both needed a girls' night. I mean, we just wanted to hang out, watch chick flicks, do each other's nails... you know – strictly girl stuff?"

"Well sure but...." Alli didn't know what Sav said next. It was almost seven ten, and Johnny would be picking her up in the next twenty minutes. From the hallway, Alli watched as Anya kissed Sav tenderly. It was kind of sweet at first, but then Anya wrapped her arms around his neck and they leaned back into the couch.

"Gross," Alli muttered under her breath. Then Anya and Sav walked hand in hand to the door. When he was finally gone, Alli squealed. "Finally, you got rid of him!"

"Yeah," Anya said sadly. "He is my boyfriend though, Alli. It's kind of hard keeping something like this from him."

"Don't make yourself feel all guilty," Alli said, reaching for her hand. "Just help me get ready!"

"Okay, okay," Anya agreed, as Alli dragged her into the spare room. "Well, first you should just put your outfit on," Anya instructed. "I'll help you with hair, makeup and accessories afterwards."

"Okay," Alli said, pushing Anya out the door. Shrugging out of her sweater, Alli took off her tank top and unzipped her bag. Pulling out her black belly shirt, Alli slipped it on over her head and then took off her shorts.

Next, she wiggled into her super tight skinny jeans. She knew these clothes would come in handy after awhile. Johnny would be shocked to see her wearing something so edgy, but he would definitely love it. Checking her watch, Alli saw that it was now almost seven twenty.

"Shoot!" Stuffing her drab clothes into her bag, she hiked up her jeans and opened the door. "I'm ready!" She called out to Anya.

"Okay," she replied, reentering the room. She handed Anya her makeup bag.

"Well, you do have some black eyeshadow." Anya smiled. "We're totally going to make you a gothic princess." Unscrewing Alli's tube of eyeliner, Anya expertly applied it and then put it away. Then she added some mascara and brushed some dark blue eyeshadow over Alli's eyelids before adding the black. "There," she said, wiping at the corners of Alli's eyes. "Now for your hair... it looks fine. When you guys are just messing around he can play with it."

"Is that why you stopped wearing ponytails all the time?" Alli teased.

"Ha ha. Very funny," Anya said, opening the door to her room. "Here. Spray this on," she told Alli, thrusting a perfume bottle into her hands. "Now...." Anya inspected her, taking a step back. "All you need is a belt, a spiky chain and some bracelets." She rummaged around in her closet and came up with the belt and the chain. Alli put them on. Then Anya handed her a couple of black and grey bracelets. Alli slid them onto her arms and smiled.

"Thanks so much!" Glancing up at the clock on Anya's wall, she realized that Johnny would be outside in the next five minutes. "I better get going."

"Yeah, but what about?" Anya shrugged her shoulders, and pointed to a picture of her and Sav on her dresser.

"If Sav calls, tell him that we're watching The Notebook and pretend I'm crying in the background."

"All right. I'll remember that," Anya confirmed. She grabbed both of Alli's hands, squeezed them really tight and gave her a big smile. "Okay, you go out and look hot, have fun and don't party too hard," she warned. The two girls exchanged air kisses and then Alli was out the door.

Anya's neighborhood was a block away from Johnny's and wasn't as crime ridden, but Alli still didn't think she'd feel safe walking the block to his house alone and in the dark. She pulled out her cell phone and sent him a text message. Hopefully he'd be there in the next ten minutes. The concert was supposed to start at eight sharp and it was already a little past seven thirty five.

At seven forty, Johnny's car pulled up out front and Alli clapped her hands together in excitement. This was going to be one of the best nights of her life. Climbing into the passenger's seat, Alli buckled her seat belt. Johnny gave her a once over and whistled. "Hey Backwoods." He kissed her, and his mouth felt as if it were on fire.

"Hey Johnny," she replied, batting her superlong and all natural eyelashes.

"You do have company Bollywood," Bruce piped up from the back.

"Oh hey Bruce," Alli said, not having to fake a smile this time.

"And this would be Charlene," Bruce said, throwing his arm over the girl's shoulder.

"Hello Charlene," Alli said politely.

"Hi Johnny's girlfriend," she said, waving.

"Her name's Alli," Johnny reminded Charlene, and Alli rolled her eyes.

"What happened to Shannon?" She whispered in Johnny's ear and he just shrugged.

The club was hidden in some bushes behind an old warehouse. The four of them got out of the car and joined the line. Pulling out her fake ID, Alli smiled at Johnny. She came up to his shoulder in the boots she was wearing. "You're eighteen," Johnny reminded her. "You're allowed to be here."

"Of course," Alli replied with a wink. When their turn came up, Alli handed the bouncer her ID and tried to look as mature and sexy as possible. Without another glance, the bouncer gave Alli her ID and began checking Johnny's info.

Once they were inside the club, the four found a table and sat down. "Wonder what this opening act is gonna be like?" Bruce shouted, rubbing his hands together.

"Not as kick ass as the main event!" Johnny replied, giving Bruce a high five.

"Gosh, this is the first show we've come to without Luke," Bruce realized, pausing for a moment of silence.

"Yeah." Johnny nodded. "It's a pity he can't run with us anymore. Always having to work and all."

Alli sighed. She still wasn't exactly sure who Luke was, and she wanted to know. Apparently he'd had some sort of affiliation with Mia?

While Bruce ordered drinks for the table, Alli grabbed Johnny's hand. "Let's go dance," she whispered in his ear, hoping she sounded like a young adult.

"This isn't a Justin Timberlake concert, Alli," Johnny mumbled.

"I know that. I just want to dance with my boyfriend, that's all." Alli smiled and got up. Johnny followed her to the dance floor/mosh pit. As soon as Grey Embryo came on, Alli began thrusting her hips into Johnny's. She lowered her body onto his and shook her hips as much as possible.

Placing his hands on her hips, Johnny breathed in Alli's perfume and felt her shoving her hands into his back pockets. Although he hadn't even gotten a buzz yet, Johnny felt slightly high. All he was saw was Alli, and just looking at her put him under the influence.

Leaning up, Alli rested her head on Johnny's shoulder. "This feels really good," she murmured, grinding up against him harder. Tilting his head back, Johnny pulled away.

"Alli, this is too much. Not here, not now." Shocked, Alli grabbed Johnny's hand.

"Am I coming on too strong?"

"Yeah, kinda." He paused, narrowing his bright green eyes into slits. Then he smirked, and Alli punched him lightly on the shoulder. "We'll do this later," he promised, "when you come over."

"Cool," Alli said. "Can I get another kiss?" Alli wondered, stepping in front of Johnny so she could face him.

"Of course," Johnny replied with a smirk. Alli was happy to see that Johnny had loosened up a bit. He had seemed to be a little tense lately, and Alli wanted to make sure that he let his hair flap in the wind and have fun.

When they got back to the table, Bruce and Charlene were kissing. "Hey guys!" Johnny said, taking his seat. Pulling away from Charlene, Bruce wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and Alli grimaced. Ew.

"You gonna drink up, Princess?" Bruce joked. Cracking open a Budweiser, Johnny handed it to Alli.

"Don't get carried away," he warned, grabbing another beer for himself. Bringing the can to her lips, Alli paused for a moment.

"Don't be chicken," Charlene taunted.

"Fine," Alli said, taking a small sip. The liquid was bitter, and it burned her throat when it went down. Alli tried not to wince as Bruce and Charlene tried not to laugh.

As the opening act left the stage, Alli smiled. Now she was going to find out why Johnny loved the music he loved. The lead singer came onto the stage and yelled into the microphone, "Get ready to rock this joint!"

"Whoo!" Johnny and Bruce cheered, pumping their fists in the air. Everyone got up and began moving towards the open space in front of the stage. Johnny and Alli held hands and stood in the middle of the crowd.

Alli, of course, wasn't used to mosh pits and Johnny didn't want her to get hurt. Slinging his arm over her shoulder, he began nodding his head to the music and Alli tried to match his movements. He was singing along to the song now. "I know it's hard to fall. Confided in me was your heart. I know it's hurting you, but it's killing me." He paused. "M. Shadows is a genius!" Johnny yelled over the music. "I mean, the whole band is great, but he's my idol."

Of course all of the guys were tattooed muscle heads, but Alli nodded. If Johnny was such a huge fan of this guy, he must be at least somewhat talented. The next song came on and it was much heavier than the first. "Get ready for the total metal experience!" Johnny shouted, squeezing Alli's hand. "I wish I'd gotten backstage passes."

"Or we could try for autographs and pics," Alli suggested, brushing her hair over her shoulder. Johnny kissed her on the cheek and smiled.

"We'll see." When the band's set was half over, Alli began trying to headbang along with Johnny. He was singing along with his this song more than he had been with the first two. This was probably one of his favorites. "These are all from my favorite album," he explained.

"Awesome!" Alli said, watching as some of the people in the front row settled down. For the next half hour, Johnny chanted along with the crowd and Alli tried to blend in, even though she knew she was going to stand out either way. It was still a lot of fun, though.

While the last song was coming to a close, Alli and Johnny headed back over to their table, where Charlene and Bruce were already waiting. After the song was over, everyone gave the band a standing ovation. "Form a line for autographs and pictures!" The merchandise manager yelled out, and everyone was already scrambling towards the front.

Alli grabbed another beer. Although she was already teetering on the heels of her boots, she was parched. Chugging down almost half of the can's contents, Alli grinned up at Johnny. "Wanna sip?" She asked, shaking the can in his face.

"Nah, I think I'll pass," Johnny said, "and you should too." Removing the can from her hands, Johnny sighed as Bruce made a grab for it.

"Come on, you're the designated driver!" Bruce complained, raising his arms in the air.

"I don't need you heaving in the backseat either," Johnny retorted, downing the rest of the beer himself. Alli was laughing uncontrollably, and then the rest was a blur until they all piled into the car.

"That was awesome!" She shouted before breaking into another fit of giggles. Turning to look over her shoulder, Alli saw that Charlene and Bruce were already making out in the backseat. Johnny drove quite slowly around the corners and sped up in the abandoned streets.

The green numbers glowed against the pitch black. It was after midnight, but Alli was more awake than she'd been all day. When Johnny stopped, Bruce and Charlene got out of the car, mumbling drunken goodbyes as they went.

When Johnny drove off, Alli told him she was feeling a little warm. With all the windows down, Alli's hair blew in circles around her head. She leaned back in her seat and thought about all the things that she and Johnny could do with his place all to themselves.

After he'd parked, Johnny helped Alli out of the car. "Piggy back ride!" She cried, throwing her arms around his neck.

"Sure," Johnny mumbled, leaning down. Obviously she was drunk; Johnny didn't want her getting upset. As he maneuvered his way through the maze of trailers, Alli kept pressing her warm mouth into his neck and whispering dirty words in his ear. It was extremely distracting.

Pulling his keys out of his pocket, Johnny let Alli slide off his back. He opened the door and she stumbled in, laughing. "Easy there, tiger!" Johnny teased, wrapping his arms around her waist. He slammed the door closed with his foot and turned on the hall ight.

"Oh, what's this?" Alli pulled a sticky note off of the door to Johnny's room.

"Let me see it," Johnny took the note from her and scanned over it quickly. "Apparently Aaron isn't here right now," Johnny said softly, his lips turning up to form a cocky grin.

"That is so great!" Alli shouted. "And you know why it's so great?"

"No," Johnny played along, picking her up. Wrapping her legs around his waist, Alli smiled.

"Because now I can just eat you up!" She pressed her mouth to his and instantly, everything was right with the world again. Johnny walked into the living room and they fell down on the couch. He thrust his left hand up her already tiny shirt. Cupping one of her breasts, Johnny sighed. What they were doing felt so good, but he knew they were going to have to stop soon, before things got out of hand.

He dipped his head and began placing kisses down her neck and into her chest. "Johnny," she moaned, pressing their bodies together. "I love you so much," she exhaled, taking her shirt off. Pulling away, Johnny swallowed hard.

"I just don't think we should, Alli," he explained, taking his hat off. Alli messed with his blonde curls and frowned.

"Why not?"

"Because... you said you wanted to wait... and I respect that," Johnny insisted, taking his sweater off. "Trust me Alli, I want to do everything I possibly could to your body."

"Then why don't we do that right now?" She began massaging the back of his neck, and Johnny bit down on his bottom lip. This was getting way too hot.

"On the bright side, I know that when those things finally happen... it will have been worth the wait." Blinking rapidly, Alli sniffled a little bit. Every time Johnny said things like this, she always got emotional. A beautiful guy saying beautiful things made for a beautiful scene in the movie that was her life. She pulled her shirt back over her head.

"How about we watch a movie first?" Johnny suggested. Alli knew he was reading her mind. They were so in sync it was crazy.

"We can try." Alli covered her mouth with her hand to keep from laughing. "What chick flicks have you got?"

"Well, no chick flicks... but Aaron's ex-girlfriend left a copy of Mean Girls over here," Johnny said, walking over to the entertainment center they'd gotten from a garage sale three years ago. "Okay, here we go." Sticking it into the DVD player, Johnny settled back down onto the couch and threw his arm around Alli's shoulder.

"Even though I hate those bratty catty BFF movies, I'll try to keep my eyes open," Alli told Johnny, nestling into his chest. "What about the popcorn?" She asked.

"You know I can't afford all that."

"Well then," Alli began, "you need a job, mister." She began rubbing at one of his nipples through his thin cotton shirt. "And I'll help you get one."

"Just relax and don't worry about it," Johnny said, kissing her on top of her forehead. Johnny hit play and the movie began. But all Alli wanted to do was nibble on his neck, and it was hard for him to focus on the TV when his hotter than lava girlfriend seemed like she wanted to have sex or something. "Alli...." He realized he'd only called her Backwoods once all night.

"I honestly think we should just go to bed now," Alli whispered. Turning off the television, Alli grabbed his hand. "Let's go to your room," she suggested seductively.

"Okay," Johnny said, licking his lips eagerly. Twisting the knob on the door, Alli dragged Johnny into his room and pushed him down on the bed. The pillow smelled like just like his cheap cologne and Alli breathed in deeply.

Johnny nuzzled into her neck and began running his hands up and down her thighs. They began kissing again, and Alli tugged on the ends of his curls. She wrapped her legs around his waist and kissed him harder. He thrust his hands up under her shirt again and Alli helped him tug it back off. He began trailing kisses down her neck and closer to her chest. It felt so nice that Alli almost wanted to break her vow, even though it had been only two months since she'd made it.

Johnny leaned up and dragged his shirt over his head. "I love you, Alli. The most out of anyone," he said softly, his chest rising and falling steadily.

"I love you too," she responded, kissing him again.

"So I'm gonna stop this," Johnny said, shifting on the bed.

"Wait," Alli said, stopping him.

"Yeah?" Johnny asked, blinking his breathtaking forest green eyes at her. "Are you okay? Was that uncomfortable for you?"

"No, not at all." Reaching for his belt buckle, Alli shook her head. "I've been thinking... oral isn't the same as sex."

"Not exactly. But it's pretty close, Alli. That's why it's called oral sex." Johnny was moving closer to her now, running his hands through her hair. "I do want to do... things with you. You're my girlfriend." He paused, placing a lingering kiss on her lips. "After how we rushed into it the first time, I just don't want to do that again."

"I understand... but, I think it will be fun if we experiment... just this once."

Reaching down for his belt buckle again, Alli sighed. "Please Johnny. I'm sure about this." With a sigh, Johnny dragged open the top drawer on his nightstand. Pulling out something wrapped in plastic, Johnny kicked his legs and wriggled out of his jeans.

Alli watched as he laid back on the bed, and she began kissing all the way down his stomach. He began moaning and tilting his head back, so Alli figured she was doing something right. She kissed a tender spot on his inner thigh and he jerked up from the bed. Alli smiled, and began puckering her lips and lowering herself farther down Johnny's body.

--

When the sun rose, Alli blinked her eyes and shifted positions. She realized that Johnny had one arm slung around her shoulder and one wrapped around her waist. She didn't want to wake him, but she wondered if Anya had already called Sav and told him she'd be home by noon.

Snuggling down into Johnny's arms again, she breathed in his scent and made a mental note to buy him an expensive bottle of cologne for his birthday. What must have been at least two hours later, Alli woke up again to find Johnny opening his blinds. "I didn't mean to wake you," he apologized, walking over to her side. He kissed her softly on the cheek and smoothed her hair back from her forehead.

"No, it's fine. I wasn't that tired anyway," Alli reassured him. "I do have some sort of a headache, though."

"That's what happens after you go to a bar for the first time and get a little drunk," Johnny told her, tapping her on the nose.

He got up again and Alli realized that Johnny was still only in his plaid boxers. They must have fallen asleep right after they'd fooled around. "Did you like it?"Alli asked out of the blue. "What we did last night?"

"Of course." He laughed, sitting down on the edge of his bed. "I've never felt so good in my life."

"That's great," Alli said. "But can we do it more often?"

"You mean only when you're entirely sober?" He smirked, poking her in her abdomen.

"I'm being serious," Alli said sternly. "If you liked it so much, why don't you want to do it all the time?"

"I don't need our relationship to be all that sexual," Johnny said, rubbing his thumb over her chin. "I'll just have to wait for you, and I'm completely okay with that. Since you can't remember what I said last night."

"Whatever boss," Alli said under her breath, throwing the covers to one side of his bed. She sat up and ran her hands over her face. "Can I take a shower?"

"Only if I can come in with you," Johnny joked, grabbing her hands and pulling her up off the bed. "I was kidding, Backwoods," he said, "towels and stuff are in the hall closet."

They exited his room together to find Aaron outside waiting for them. "Looks like John got some ass last night," Aaron said, running his tongue over his top lip. "I heard you two."

"Shut up jackass," Johnny mumbled, as he pushed past Aaron to get to the closet.

"I mean, I'm about seventy percent naked too. We could have had a threesome." Alli scoffed.

"You are beyond sick."

"Whatever you say, Bollywood." He walked in the direction of the kitchen and Johnny gave her the toiletries she would need.

"Don't pay attention to him. For some reason, he lacks manners and respect."

"Don't worry about it." Shrugging, Alli went into the bathroom to freshen up. "I have my own ridiculously idiotic brother to worry about."

After she finished showering and did her hair, Alli exited the bathroom in a short skirt and orange tank top. "Darn, it's nearly eleven!" She said after checking her watch. She walked into the kitchen and found Johnny and Aaron trying to cook.

"Yo Bollywood, why are my waffles getting darker and darker?" Aaron yelled.

"Because they've been in the oven too long, you idiot!" Alli shouted, pushing Aaron out of the way. She removed the two nearly black waffles from the toaster oven. "You nearly set off the smoke alarm!"

Johnny opened the fridge and pulled out a carton of milk. "Alli and I are gonna have cereal," he announced. He poured two bowls of Apple Jax out and then added the milk. They sat down at the table and quietly began eating.

Alli did want to talk, but she really didn't need Aaron eavesdropping on this particular conversation. After Johnny drained his bowl, he got up from the table. "I'm going to get all clean and shiny," he said, tugging on Alli's ponytail. "Give me fifteen minutes."

As soon as he was gone, Aaron sat down across from Alli and drowned his waffles in syrup. "You're not really going to eat those are you?"

"No," Aaron mumbled, "I just wanted to talk to you."

"About what?"

"Look sweetie, I know you fucked my brother."

"You're disgusting," Alli replied, making a face. What he'd was true, but did he have to be so vulgar about it?

"I mean, I heard everything after I came in last night."

"Listen Aaron, you have no idea what we were doing last night. Maybe we were just making noises to mess with you." Raising her eyebrows, Alli shoved another spoonful of cereal into her mouth.

"I can always ask Johnny," Aaron said under his breath.

"And he won't tell you," Alli retorted with a smirk.

"How do you know he doesn't tell me everything once you walk out that front door?"

"I know Johnny keeps certain details of our relationship private," Alli assured him.

"Oh, I wouldn't be so sure of that, sweetie."

"You know what?" Rising from her seat, Alli grabbed her mostly finished bowl of cereal. She poured the milk all over Aaron's head. "Go screw yourself because I seriously don't know who else would!"

Johnny came out of the bathroom towel drying his hair. "What's going on?" He asked, after he saw Aaron covered in milk.

"Bro, your girlfriend has some issues," Aaron said, putting an index finger to his ear and making the crazy sign.

"Let's just go," Alli suggested, grabbing Johnny's arm.

Racing into his room, she collected all her belongings and stuffed them into her bag. She was out in a flash. Johnny grabbed his car keys from off the top of his dresser. "You're gonna have to tell me what's wrong eventually," Johnny reminded her.

"I will. In the car."

They walked up the hallway together. "Yo Aaron, I'm taking Alli home. Don't burn the house down while I'm gone!"

"All right, bro!" He slammed the door shut behind them. Taking Alli's hands in his, he peered into her eyes, genuinely concerned.

"Now tell me what's wrong."

"It's Aaron. He's like a bee in my ear."

"Well, I think we've already established that."

"No, he told me that you tell him... our business."

"Okay," Johnny began. "He's my brother, Alli. He does have a right to know some things."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Alli shouted, starting to become angry.

"It means that I do share specific things with him. I'm sorry if you don't agree with that."

"Screw it, Johnny! You don't think he'd tell every guy he knows at school?"

"Aaron's not that bad, Alli. Just calm down."

"I can't, Johnny. Not when I'm not sure if I can trust you anymore." With that, Johnny pursed his lips and began walking through the other trailers towards the parking lot. Alli followed him, dragging her bag along with her. Once they got to the car, Alli noticed that Johnny didn't open the door for her like he usually did. He must have been really upset.

When she got in the car, Alli tossed her bag into the backseat. "You know you've gotta have some respect for Aaron. Just like how you want me to try and get along with your brother."

"Whatever Johnny. You don't have any respect for me, so I don't see why I should have any for him." He pulled out of the parking space and began driving up the road.

Alli rubbed at her eyes with the backs of her hands. She wasn't sad, but when she got extremely upset she automatically started crying. Johnny drove to her house in complete silence – no music, nothing. She thought he was probably expecting her to apologize, but he could guess again.

Alli felt so hurt, she looked out the window and came to a conclusion by the time the car stopped moving. "Bye Alli. I hope we can actually talk next time."

Johnny gave her a weak smile, and Alli felt another tear slide down her cheek. "There won't be a next time." Sniffling, she unbuckled her seat belt and reached behind the seat for her bag.

"What?" Johnny asked incredulously.

"You heard me."

"Okay, well why? Don't you think I deserve an explanation? This can't be about Aaron."

"It's not." Alli sighed. "I just think we need some time apart, that's all."

"What do you mean by that's all?"

"I think you can figure that out."

"Do you want to see other people or something?"

"No, Johnny. I just don't want to see you anymore." Alli opened the car door and got out.

"Wait!" Johnny hopped out and ran after her. "What is this all about? What did Aaron tell you?"

"It doesn't matter, Johnny. I don't think we're going to make it. It's best to quit while we're behind, right?"

"Alli, we're not behind," Johnny insisted. "We just need to work on some things."

"No Johnny. This is just a waste of time for the both of us." Turning away, she let the tears pour down like waterfalls onto her cheeks and down her chin. She didn't even kiss him goodbye.


The song lyric is from "Unholy Confessions", property of Avenged Sevenfold. This chapter was longer than the previous ones. I hope you all enjoyed it! Please review and express your opinions!