I was nervous now. Thoughts ran through my mind. 'What if he doesn't notice me?' 'What if he does? And he asks questions as if I was trying to avoid him?' I frowned at that thought. I mentally slapped myself, telling myself I needed to get a grip. Then blew all those stupid thoughts away with good ones. I shouldn't be given to so much negativity.

I straightened my back and pumped all the courage in me and walked into the auditorium. Time seemed to slow down as I walked through. All eyes were on me. I mean all. I smiled one of those smiles were your teeth sparkles, trying very hard not to blush or look shy.

I crept to a corner of the auditorium, taking some punch in a cup and just chatting to some of the people there that I knew. Those negative thoughts I had, came back, but this time when I sought out to brush them away. I had to look around for a way to get my mind on something else. I spotted Cole.

My worse nightmare materialized before me. Cole was standing by some chairs in the back, kissing Cassandra. Every eye was looking from Cole to Cassandra then finally landing on me. The only thing you probably could have heard was the glass cup slipping from my hand and shattering on the auditorium floor.


Cole's View------


I already was at the party looking for Phoebe, standing by some chairs in the back. Cassandra came out of no where, or well behind me for that matter. I felt her hands run up and down my back, sending shivers up my spine. Her hands were as ice. Not warm and friendly as my Phoebe's hands. I was craving for her touch now. I had closed my eyes by now and when I opened them Cassandra wasn't behind me but in front. Her eyes were seductive, nothing of love in them, at all. She wiggled her finger in front of me, to come closer to her as if she was going to tell me a secret. I went closer only thinking that, until her lips happened to be upon mine. The auditorium was quiet, the only thing heard was the drop of glass shattering. I pushed Cassandra away regretting ever kissing her. Never have I seen the betrayal shone in Phoebe's eyes. It was practically burning. I looked back at Cassandra, she was grinning like a fool, who'd had gotten revenge. When I had looked back at Phoebe's spot, it was empty, only shatter glass left.

"Well everyone, get back to the party! Nothing to see here!" Someone had yelled.

I looked in that direction, the person who had yelled that, and that person was not a stranger, but Lisa. Phoebe's best friend. Everyone gradually went back to the party. I headed to the doors of the entrance of the auditorium. Phoebe might have run outside of the building, but when I headed in that direction I heard sobbing. The sobbing sounded like it was coming from the east side of the school. I followed that sound, and when I stood in front of a door, I knew who it was and where she had led me. It was Phoebe, and I was sure of that. She was on the roof, where I had taken her before a while ago. I turned the knob then hesitated. 'What if it wasn't Phoebe or what if she didn't want to see me?' I thought. All I knew now was I was supposed to be there for her, no matter what. I busted open the door. Then realized a second too late, how great an entrance that was.

Crouched on the blanket we had sat on was Phoebe. I was shocked and relieved to actually find her there, but she didn't seem to know I was there either.

"Why can't you just leave me alone?" She asked, her voice just a whisper. She turned around to face me, her mascara smudged and the gold paint mixed with black.

"Phoebe, I-I-I . . . didn't mean to Phoebe . . . " I started, but shut up and just stared at her. Because once I had said those things, she immediately turned around and hugged her knees to her chest.

"Just go away. You've done enough damage for one night."

I kneeled down on the blanket next to her, my head bowed down. Like a disobedient child to their parent.

"Phoebe, you don't understand—" I started.

"Obviously, I don't" She cut me off. "Why don't you explain it to me then?"

"Phoebe . . . what you saw downstairs isn't what it seems." I paused, scared really. Would Phoebe believe me even if I explained?

"She came up behind me, and kissed me first. Phoebe . . . I would never, never kiss Cassandra, while I'm with you, even if I wasn't with you, I wouldn't."

Phoebe wasn't even staring at me. Her body turned from me. Her head on her knees.

"Phoebe, you're my everything. Always will be." I said. My hand touching her leg.

"Will you believe me?"

Her head bobbled up and down. However, she still wasn't turned to me and her head resting on her knee. Then she turned herself toward me. Her head rasing up. Her beautiful chocolate brown eyes, were rimmed with red and looked as thought one the brink of tears.

"I believe you." She said.

I sighed. It felt like a great weight was lifted from my shoulders. I was relieved.

"Oh Cole." She croaked out. Her voice had a hint of nervousness, fright and love. Once she said that, she crumbled. Her perfectly placed mask she put on so she wouldn't cry when I had entered, splintered.

I took her in my arms, and she cried. But I was there to comfort her. I'd always be there to comfort her. I rocked her in my arms till late at night. By this time. Phoebe had creased crying and started to hiccup a little. I smiled and pulled Phoebe away from me so I could look her in the eye.

"I'm sorry, so very sorry . . . " I said.

"Cole, it's okay." She answered. "This . . . experience, with us, has given me a chance to know my true feelings for you." She paused for a second, then looked me straight in the eyes.

"I love you, Cole, and I think I've always had. But now I've really realized it. I love you so much."

Her confession of love hit me straight in the heart. It felt great to be loved, so great and especially by someone whom I love.

"Oh God Phoebe. I love you too." I said. A single tear slid down her cheek and I was there to kiss it away.

I kissed her mouth, her cheeks and nose. I left no part of her face un-kissed. I drew her into my arms and hugged her tightly. Oh how I loved her. I kissed her forehead again and whispered those three little words I always want to say.

"I love you."


Phoebe's View------


I had run away from that terrible nightmare. Not even knowing where I was heading to. But I let my feet do all the running as my mind replayed the event in my head. I head ended up on the blanket, where Cole and I have picnicked before. Everything I had done with Cole flooded back into my mind. Making me had myself for ever being with him, trusting him. Trusting him with my heart. I cried up there, for how long, I don't know. I only know I creased crying when Cole broke open the door. It had to be him. No one else would enter that savagely.

I wouldn't let him see me like this. Not like a vulnerable baby crying because the man she loves kissed another girl. That word, I had never really thought of, 'loves'. I knew then of course. I loved Cole, with all my aching heart, I loved him. He kneeled down on the blanket next to me. Told me what had happened, how everything I saw wasn't really as it seems.

I had finally turned myself toward him and let him see my face. I told him I believed him and truly inside me, I did. Then I choked out his name, while I was on the brink of tars. My emotionless expression I had placed on my face shattered once I had spoken his name. He gathered me in his arms, soothing me and rocking me, comforting me as I cried. We stayed there till late at night, I had already stopped crying, I had no more tears to shed.

Then he pulled me away from him, explaining how very sorry he was. All this time, since that little event downstairs. I had time to think. To think about everything. I had told him now how I truly felt about him and me.

I told him . . . I loved him. And I did. I really did.

He sat there staring at me. I could see the love in his eyes. All that love he has for me. To share with me and give me.

"I love you."

He had confessed his love for me too. I had only but on tear left to shed. A happy, joyous tear. Which he kissed away. He kisses away all my worries, and troubles. Everything, until I could only think of him and how I loved him. I stayed in his arms the rest of that night. Till early, morning came.


We left the rooftop around 1am. I had checked the watch Cole wore around his wrist. The auditorium was deserted except for the occasional couples that camped out to have some 'fun.'

He drove me to his house, this way the really only safe haven, this and the manor. But Cole's place was peaceful, and I felt happy there. Cole knew it too. Cole and I cuddled on the rug, next to his fire place. We hadn't spoken a word since our proclamations of love. Just sat there holding each other. I think that we sat there to just thinking about what has happened to us both. But see, that's the thing I love about Cole too. We can understand each other. He can be silent when I feel I need the time to think. He's caring, considerate, and loving. He gives me my space when I need it. And comforts me as well. I sat there, with him, just thinking. My head on his shoulder.


"I love you." I whispered to him. He turned his toward me, and mind to him. His blue eyes were filled with love and it made my heart ache. We kissed in that moment, a kiss that was filled with passion, sorrow and above all love. Our kissing moved from innocent, to 'sinful.' And I guess you can say, from sinful to our souls burning in hell together.

Over and over, Cole told me he loved me. How much he loved me, he showed through our lovemaking.

I don't think I've ever had a night like that, it was the best, I'd have to say of all the rest. Maybe that is only because now, we know we love each other. That was the only missing key in our relationship.

As we finished our exhausted bodies stuck together like glue. Sweat trickled down my back and his body felt sticky. Cole smoothed away my dampened hair from my face, to stare into my eyes. His hand running up and down my side. It made me shiver, so he pulled me into his arms. My nose breathing in the spicy scent of his. I felt his heart beating beneath his chest. It was like a lullaby singing me to sleep. Cole's head rest atop my head as I rest mind in his chest. We fell asleep.




[ A/N: Here's another chapter! Haha! On the next day too! Obviously I didn't go to school. So yeah, I'm sick. And I hope you guys like this chapter. It's probably a little to 'mushy'. Lol. Well! Read/Review! There'll be another one on the way. Once... I think of what to write. :P And I've seen other author's put what they listened to when they were typing it up. And I thought I would put down what I was listening to. Hehe.]


Songs listened to:


Cruel Intentions- Bitter Sweet Symphony

Cruel Intentions- I am Ready For Love

Bonnie and Clyde - Jay Z ft Beyonce



- Vivi