Beck's POV

I was doing my homework when I heard my phone ring. It was Tori. I felt the biggest smile on my face appear.

"Hi babe," I answered.

"Hey. So I just wanted to call and say thank you. They just arrived and they are beautiful."

"Umm…Can you please tell me what we're talking about. Because I have no idea what you mean by 'they'"

"The dozen pink roses you sent me. They're gorgeous."

"I didn't send you any roses, Tori."

"Well if you didn't then who…oh crap! He couldn't have!"

"Who?"

"Umm, nobody. Just never mind. Love you. Bye."

She hung up on and left with my unanswered question. Who the hell was sending MY girlfriend flowers? I couldn't stand this anymore. I knew there was only one week left of school ,but I couldn't resist.

I would come in earlier than excepted and greet Tori by surprise. I needed to see what was going on.

I know it seems silly of me not to trust her. After all, she is my girlfriend. And she said she loves me. I mean, why would you hurt the ones that you love?

Tori's POV

I dialed his number. Who the hell did he think he was, sending me flowers.

"Hey Tori," Matt answered.

"Why did you send me flowers?"

"Because I hurt you. I hurt your feelings and that isn't like me. To hurt your feelings. It wasn't my intentions to hurt you. You're just so amazing and that kiss was...wow."

"Can you please stop talking about the kiss. You don't know how badly I regret it."

"You don't really regret it," he said slyly.

"Yes I do."

"So you're telling me you didn't enjoy our kiss? Not even a little?"

He knew I liked it. He knew I loved it. It was the best kiss I had ever… Snap out of it Tori!

"That's not the point," I finished, "The point is that you kissed me and then you say you like it and then you send me flowers!"

"Just please forgive me. I promise I won't get in you're personal life or business. Just please. I want to be your friend and I don't want to lose what could have been a really nice friendship."

He was so charming. So sincere. How could I say no?

"Ok. Ok I forgive you."

"Awesome. See you tomorrow on set. Bye."

"Bye. I love-," I stopped myself and hung up the phone. What was I saying? What was I thinking? Saying I love you. I didn't even mean to say it. It just slipped out.

Why was my life so dramatic?

So horrible?

So…ughh, romantic?