"What the hell is wrong with you?!" I yelled. "Me?! I just...don't want to be tied down!" Paul shouted. "Then why are you here?! If you didn't notice, I have a boyfriend!" He cringed and started to shake. "That sick basta- " "Don't! Just leave." "I can't!" "Why not?!" "Because, I love you!"

Disclaimer : *Cough cough* Still don`t own it. *cough cough*

Paul/OC

Playlist: Let Me Love You - Mario

(Aria)

"What was that?" I stormed out the restaurant with Spencer on my trail. Paul was long forgotten when he went after Barbie. He should go chase after her! As if I care that he was into fake and annoying barbies!

"What was what?" I snapped turning around sharply. He stopped along too, right in front of me.

"That whole thing with Casey."

I scoffed with a dull grin, "I don`t know. You tell me." I tilted my head to the side a bit, "I mean, you two couldn`t take your eyes off each other." And it was the truth! Since we arrived (which was less than ten minutes) they were too busy stripping each other with their eyes. Oh, but Casey didn`t leave anything for the imagination due to that tiny ass outfit.

He chuckled dryly, "You`re jealous." It wasn`t even a question. More as if he was accusing me of stealing a cookie from the cookie jar before dinner.

"I wouldn`t have to if you would have stopped procreation her with your eyes!" I started making my way to my motorcycle.

"What about Paul?!" I looked over my shoulder without stopping.

"What about him?"

"You two were-"

I stopped in my tracks and rotated around and glared at him, "Having a conversation like any other human being." I snarled at the bullshit he was getting ready to toss at me.

He wiped his face with his hands and groan, "Ever since you moved here, we`ve been having problems!" It was clear that he was avoiding the last subject since he knew for a fact I was right, but this pissed me off even more.

I took a step closer to him, "Problems? Problem?! You`re the one out here being an over jealous douche and you`re saying we`ve had problem. Yeah, sure." I finally made it to my bike. I mounted my bike and sped off leaving him behind. Well, I only spent like five minutes on the double date disaster thing and there is no reason to waste such a hot outfit. I started riding aimlessly looking for a place to have by myself. Glowing blue and white lights caught my attention.

Classy Fountain.

I pulled into the what looked like a bar and hopped off my bike. I slowly walked into the blue and white themed bar. Showing the guard my ID, I took a step inside. Whoa, this is classy. A minim of people were here since it is a weekday, just enough for me to relax. I needed to get away from my problems. I took a seat on a stool at the bar and rested my head on my hands.

"Do you want anything, Ma`am?" I took a quick glance at a middle age man who was cleaning out a glass cup. I gave him a weak smile.

"No thank you." He nodded and went to another customer. I sighed and felt my phone vibrate. I reached inside my purse and got out my phone.

Jakey.

I shook my head, not wanting to talk to anybody right now, so I turned my phone off. I jumped when the middle age bartender dropped a blue drink with a strawberry placed on the rim in front of me. I raised my eyebrow in a confuse state.

"From that young gentleman right there." I turned my head to where he was pointing to. A blonde haired guy with blue eyes and tanned (not surprised there) winked at was rare to have a Quiltera boy with blonde and blue eyes. Maybe he was a hybrid like me. I shyly waved as he started coming over.

"Hey, I`m Travis." He held out his hand for me to shake.

I hesitated for a moment before actually shaking backing. "Aria." I introduced as he took a seat beside me.

"You here alone?"

I looked down at the table and stirred the gifted drink with my straw. "Yup." I sighed.

"What`s a lovely lady doing here all by herself?"

I took a peek at him, "This lovely lady just had a fight with her boyfriend." I say honestly. Hey, I didn`t need another guy in the mix that`ll only be upset with me in the end.

His mouth turned into an 'O' shape. "Sorry to hear."

I gave him a small smile, "Which couples don`t have fights?"

He shrugged, "Those on TV." I chuckled a bit. That was very true. I started to eat the strawberry while my eyes flickered to him.

I nodded, "What about your love life? We can`t just keep talking about me." I took a small sip of the drink.

So much for not drinking.

He chuckled, "Nope. None." I blushed.

"Oh," I took another sip. Ever since I turned and illegal age to drink which is 21, I only drank three time in my life time including this one.

He laughed at my expression. "I`m just finishing college. I can wait."

"What are you studying for?" I questioned.

Travis had a far away looked in his eyes, "My dad wants me to become a doctor."

We were silent for a moment until I said, "What do you want to do?"

"I don`t know, but I want to live. You know?" I nodded, mutely. He suddenly started laughing.

I quirked my eyebrow, "What?"

"Would you like another drink?"

I gave him a looked before he motioned to my empty glass. I blushed and pushed the glass backwards slightly. "Oh, um no. I have to drive." He nodded. "I have to go."

He pouted, "So soon?"

I laughed, "Yeah. See you around." I left and went home not too drunk. After opening my door (That Paul manage to break), I saw a figure in the living room. Normal instincts told me to grab the closes weapon there is and beat the intruder to a coma. But, considering I can't see a damn thing in the dark room, that wasn't an option.

"Where have you been?" Completely surprised it was Paul who was squeezing me to death, I blinked.

"How did you get in?" I pulled away with all in seriousness in my voice. I turned on the lights to see better. That lamp could've collided with his head if he didn't reveal himself.

Ignoring me, he proceeded to ramble on, "I tried calling you-"

"You don`t have my number."

"Jake gave it to me."

Time to do some ass kicking.

"Why were you worried about me?" I asked setting my purse down on the coffee table. It confused me. I thought he`d be out with Casey screwing her brains out, comforting her.

"Because, I was just- Have you been drinking?"

I nodded, "Yeah." I raised my brows. I was a grown woman...don`t let the height fool you.

There was a glance of worried in his eyes, "Please don`t tell me you drove home."

I turned to him. "Paulie, I`m glad you care so much, but I only had one drink and I`m still sober." I explained, taking off my hat to set it down on the nearby table. Shaking out my curls, i listened to him while watching.

"Still though." He looked down. I felt the corner of my lips rise up. He`s so sweet. Well, I thought. It instantly turn zero to a hundred and I was even more confused by that.

"Where`s your ass of an boyfriend?" I gasped.I knew I was mad at him for the moment and also very disappointed, but that was no right to talk about him that way.

Wow, I`m a total hypocrite. I just punched his girlfriend in the face, broke her nose and called her a slut. But, in my defense, she called me one first.

"What?" He looked up a little angry. The fire in his dark eyes as mines narrowed. Boys are so confusing. One minute their holding you and caring for you then the next, they`re shouting.

"You heard me." Maybe he was mad about Spencer looking at his girlfriend. A soft sigh left my mouth. Of course. He had to be. It was the only reason he could be losing all his shits.

I stared at the ground and shrugged, "No idea."

"Son of a bitch." I looked at him with an unclear expression. He seriously must be bipolar or something, `cause his moods just changed quick.

"Why are you acting like that?" I wanted an answer. It would`ve been okay if he said he was on meds or was having his annual man period, but his answer did not satisfy me at all.

"Because he`s an ass."

I scoffed, "What about your slutty girlfriend, hm? Let`s just take a moment to talk about her."

My words must have token him by surprised since he blinked at me a few times and stared at me in shock. "Why should we talk about her?"

"Oh, I don`t know. She`s a bitch!" He mumbled something under his breath. I sighed, annoyed. Tonight was not my night. "What?"

"I don`t love her." Something in me just jumped for joy, but I didn`t let it show. That wouldn`t have been the moment for that.

"Then why are you with her?!" I was curious. He was silent for a moment and then it clicked. I laughed bitterly, "Wow. They were right. You are a man-whore." It was all starting to piece itself together. The lack of clothing, the low standards. Hell, even his friends told me he was getting around. Damn, he fell off that tree right along with Casey. Paul`s eyes glistened with hurt and he looked like he was debating on something. I regretted saying those words as soon as they came out my mouth, but it was true for the most part. Did he even know how to love a woman.

Before I could even apologize, he spoke. "I was. Until I meet you." I stared at him in disbelief. And what was that suppose to mean? Does he say that to all the woman to get into their pants?

"And what`s so special about me that you decided not be a man-whore?" I asked confused. My head tilted to the side as I waited for his answer to slip from his lips.

He looked me in the eyes, "Everything. Your smile, laugh, the way you`re down to earth. Just being you in general."

"Why are you now telling me this?" I closed my eyes while rubbing my temples.I was seriously getting a headache from tonight. Perhaps I should`ve taken Travis up on his offer for another drink because, God I needed it.

"Because...I didn`t know how I felt."

"So, you decided to go out with Casey." He didn`t say anything, so I`m assuming it was a yes. I felt the anger rise in my body. My eyes shot open as I began to word vomit my feelings, "What the hell is wrong with you?!" Did he think it was okay to mess with my feelings...anyones feelings for that matter! This was not going to just slip pass me. I was the new girl in town, one he hadn`t hit yet. Was that it?!

He ran his fingers through his hair, clearly not happy. "Me?! I just...don`t want to be tied down!" Paul shouted. I rolled my eyes and shook my head. As if that made the situation any better. Tied down! Damn crazy if he`s talking about being tied down. Who was he referring to anyways?

"Then why are you here?! If you didn`t notice, I have a boyfriend!" I don`t even know if I can call Spencer that anymore. He cringed and started to shake. I noticed he does this a lot when he`s angry. I didn`t care. I didn`t care if his ego was being hurt for me rejecting him. I just didn`t!

"That sick bast-"

I raised my hand to stop him, "Don`t! Just leave." I had enough for the night and he really wasn`t helping with the headache. I just wanted to be alone (despite me being afraid to be by myself) he drove me to it.

"I can`t!"

My left eye began to twitch. The door was no farther than five feet and he was saying he couldn't? "Why not?!"

"Because, I love you!"

How was that? We finally get to the main chappie! And Aria is having a bad day. First, she fights with her boyfriend, then Paul. I am a bad person. Also, Sugarishfreak challenge accepted. If I make you die from a laugh atrack I will fully pay for your funeral. ; ) Review!

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