Super sorry this took me so gosh darn long, just had some stuff that I was doing… You guys know how it is ^^ So anyway, R&R! Hope you enjoy~

Anything For You

Diaspro wrapped her hair up in a towel before falling on to her big, pink, fluffy bed. The party, for her, was fun, but it would have been even more fun if Stella hadn't threatened to pull out her hair if she stayed a moment longer.

So how was the party?

Her family travelled all over the world, and she had picked up a couple of friends over that time, and was still in contact with one of them.

It was fine, except from some bitch totally hitting on my man. Diaspro typed with a look of disgust on her face. What was her name again? Flena? Floo? Frank? Pssht. It wasn't like she cared.

Ugh, I've so been there. What was she doing?

Being the biggest loser on the planet. She keeps showing off her stupid Latina or whatever figure in her stupid wannabe clothes. Diaspro grumbled at the memory of her. A couple of minutes her passed, and then Diaspro then received a link to an image.

That wasn't her, was it? I know it's a long shot, but someone I kind of knew moved to your area recently.

Diaspro opened the link to see a school photo, zoomed in on one particular girl.

That's her. What was her name?

Flora. The slut made out with my boyfriend too. Diaspro smirked at this; she highly doubted it, but then again, it worked to her advantage.

Interesting… Tell me more, Maddie.

She had to know more. This information was delicious.

~.~.~

Helia sighed as he walked out of the gym holding his blue duffle bag. It was the day after the party, and he was feeling completely out of it. The combination of alcohol, cake and piñata sweets had gotten to his stomach and he needed to clear his head. He was happy the party had gone well, but he wasn't too keen on the way Diaspro had spoken to Flora. It wasn't like they had any history together at all. He liked them both, Diaspro as maybe just a friend and Flora as a whole lot more, and it's always frustrating when friends of friends don't get along. Helia looked across the road and saw the porcelain skinned and golden haired Diaspro waving to him, she was wearing a beige mini skirt with a red tube top. Something that only someone of her colouring could pull off.

"Hey Helia!" she carelessly ran across the busy street, "Wow, you look great! Have you been to the gym lately?"

"Well… I'm carrying a sports bag, and I just walked out of the gym so… yeah, I can't remember." He laughed, "What's up?"

"Well, I didn't realise but one of my distant friends was in the same class as your friend Flora before she moved back."

"Really? That's cool." He shrugged.

"Well… It's not though." Diaspro sighed, "Look…" she handed Helia her phone, and told him to read the texts from the middle. Helia's eyes grew wide and he looked back at Diaspro.

"… But I know Flora, she wouldn't-,"

"Oh she would. I know her type." Diaspro said sadly, "I just can't believe she did that to my friend."

"… I've got to go." Helia handed her phone back, "I'll see you soon."

"Not if I see you first." Diaspro laughed a little as he walked away.

~.~.~

"Okay Flora, I'm going to give you one last chance-," Stella narrowed her eyes, "Which one looks best on me? The blue or the green?"

"For the last time; the green one!" she sighed, the other girls weren't lying when they said Stella was hard to shop with.

"On second thoughts, maybe I'll get a dress…" she said as she wondered off. Flora rolled her eyes and sat down. They were getting into their third hour of shopping and Stella was giving no indication of stopping. Flora felt her phone vibrate and took it out.

I have to talk to you. Where are you? -Helia

Flora narrowed her eyes. A text from Helia with correct grammar and no kisses. This was weird.

I'm in Topshop with Stella… are you okay? -Flora xox

He didn't text back, which was odd for him. Flora bit her lip. What did she do? What was going on? She then saw Helia outside, and he motioned for her to go and meet him.

"Stella… I'll be back in a minute,"

"I'll be counting down the seconds!" she called back. Flora walked out of the shop, and Helia was standing there with an odd expression on his face.

"Helia? What's wrong?" she asked. He shuffled uncomfortably and cleared his throat.

"I was talking to Diaspro earlier, and she was telling me about one of her distant friends…"

"Okay, Helia? You have realised that Diaspro really doesn't like me, right?" Flora sighed.

"Her friend's name is Maddie, does that ring any bells?" he said. Flora froze up. Maddie couldn't just leave her alone. She had to find a way to screw everything up for her again.

"Helia… What have you heard?" she asked.

"I don't know, what do you think I've heard?" he snapped.

"Helia, calm down, it's not-, do you really want to trust anything Diaspro or someone you don't even know says about me?"

"Flora, don't you dare try to deny this." He said through his teeth, "I just want to know why you did it."

"But I didn't DO ANYTHING!" Flora exclaimed, "It was a misunderstanding that ruined my life!" Helia didn't respond. She didn't like this. She had never seen this side of him before. She couldn't stand it.

"Tell Stella I had to go." She pushed passed him and walked away without looking back.

"Flora, wait! Listen-," Helia said, but Flora snapped back around again.

"No YOU listen!" she exclaimed, "There's a reason I didn't say ANYTHING about where I was before, I could hardly function without you! Don't you get it? I couldn't even make a single friend without you there! And then that stupid guy just… And then… Wha-why would you believe a complete stranger and not me? Helia, I thought you knew be better than that!" she ran away before Helia could say anything else. He felt as though a part of him had left with her, they had never fought before (nothing but play fighting), and he couldn't think properly without knowing Flora would always be there for him. He instantly regretted everything; he should have just calmly let her know what he found out, and then let her explain herself. Why was he so angry?

~.~.~

"Layla… I… Have… To… Talk to… You…" Flora said on the phone through sobs.

"Flora what's wrong?" Layla said on the other line sympathetically.

"Just come over to my house please, thank you, goodbye…" she put the phone down and pulled her legs up to her chest. Madison had really done it this time; she had turned from sweet the sour the day it happened. And without even trying, she had just screwed up her relationship with Helia.

"Flora?" Layla let herself into her room, "Flora what happened?" she sat next to Flora on her bed and put an arm around her.

"Helia found out about what happened with that guy who kissed me…" she said croakily.

"What? How? …Wasn't he supportive?" Layla said, confused.

"He didn't find out from me, he found out from Diaspro, because she's pen friends with the girl whose boyfriend kissed me…"

"So… He heard it the way everyone at your old school heard it…" said Layla quietly, "But wait, that's not fair! Helia knows you better than you know yourself, he knows that you would never do something like that…"

"He just seemed so angry…" Flora sighed, "Anger could have blinded him… but I just don't understand why he would be so angry…" Layla frowned. The only word circling her mind was 'jealousy'.

"Talk to him, maybe he just wasn't thinking…"

"Layla… I can't…"

"Why not? You tell each other everything!"

"Well, maybe not everything…"

"Flora… What haven't you told me?" Layla sat directly in front of her on the bed, while Flora shuffled uncomfortably under her stare.

"I can't be without him, Layla… I'm in love with him." Flora said, shaking as she felt the words come out of her mouth. Layla blinked a couple of times and stared at Flora without saying anything. Above everything, she was surprised that both Flora and Helia had confided in her to admit their feelings to. But what was she going to do about it? What could she do about it? Technically, it wasn't even any of her business. She wanted to exclaim 'why me?!' to Flora, but she wouldn't have a clue what she was talking about it. "Layla, stop staring at me like that, it's freaky,"

"Oh, sorry, I blanked, " Layla said suddenly, "Did you say that you love him?"

"Yes, I did," she squeaked.

"Are you sure it's love?"

"I'm certain."

"Well… Flora, you've gotta tell him. Go to him and make him hear you out, tell him everything. He may or may not return those feelings but… That's just a risk you're gonna have to take."

"But… Our families are so close and… if he refused me then I just wouldn't be able to face him."

"Don't think about it like that. All you have to do is talk to him. Tomorrow. Sleep on it, get your thoughts straightened out, and then go over to his place and just talk about everything. Whether you're not on terms or whatever, you both possess the wonderful ability to just talk to each other rather than using your fists."

"Okay… I guess your right. I'll talk to him tomorrow. Thanks Layla, I'm sorry to dump all this on you… But I'm just so grateful that you went out of your way to make me feel so welcome," Flora smiled, wiping the tears away from her eyes.

"Aw, girl!" Layla squeezed the brunette tightly, "You're just the sweetest little thing, aren't you? No matter what, I will always have your back, okay sweet heart?"

"Okay…"

"Good luck for tomorrow, hun."