Sorry for my lack of updates. I've put this story on the back burner because not many people seem to be reading this so I don't even know if I'm going to continue. It's almost over anyway so if you want to know how it all turns out then review please!

He loves me. This is bad, really bad. Love just means I'm going to get hurt. I don't want to hurt anymore; first my parents, then Scarlett and now this. I told myself I would never fall in love but here I am and he loves me. Me. How can anyone in their right mind love me. I'm not the prettiest, smartest, most athletic, or funny and yet I'm love worthy. It just doesn't make sense.

I must have looked so stupid when Macon said it. I just sat there with my mouth open and tears in my eyes. Didn't he know that I wasn't going to fall in love with anyone? Didn't he know that my parents had just split and my life was a mess? Didn't he care that I might not be ready to be in love?

No he didn't care if I was ready or not. He was Macon; all Macon cares about is stupid Star Wars mind tricks and how many times he can be sent to Mrs. Toussaint's office. He wasn't capable of caring about anything else. Was he?

God, he's so insensitive! He wasn't even romantic about it. Sitting on the floor of a school when you are fighting is not the best time to tell someone that you love them.

Thank god the teacher came out to yell at us and bring us back inside or else I would've been stuck answering him with the only way I knew how. Say it back.

If I had said it, it would've been empty and heartless and I just wasn't ready. No, I wasn't prepared to say it. It wasn't in my vocabulary.

He knew that. He knew I wasn't looking for love yet he fell for me anyway. If he really cared he would've just kept his feelings to himself but no, he had to ruin whatever we had going on.

"Hello, Mike?" I said after dialing the number and almost hanging up twice.

"Hey, who's this?" Mike said into his receiver.

"It's Halley." God what was I doing? Was I trying to complicate my life even more.

"Hey, what's up?" Mike's voice was suddenly cheery.

"Nothing much. I was wondering if you still wanted me to show you around." I still couldn't believe I was doing this. I plead temporary insanity.

"I'm not sure that boyfriend of yours would like that." Mike tried to sound as if he weren't disappointed that he was turning me down but I could tell he was.

"What my boyfriend doesn't know won't kill him." God, where did that come from? What had gotten into me?

"Are you sure?" Mike sounded excited now. Boy was this kid in for a ride.

"Would I be asking if I wasn't?" I wished he would just take a hint and make my life easier.

"I'll pick you up in an hour?" I wasn't sure if that was a question or a statement but I didn't care. I just wanted to take my mind off Macon.

"One hour." I said and hung up the phone.

I didn't get all made up like some girls or feel nervous. I just wore the same clothes I had on at school and practiced what I'd say to get him hooked. I just wanted to have a little fun.

Mike was right on time which was unusual for me. Macon was always really early or really late. He even got dressed up, unlike Macon, which I didn't understand because this wasn't really a date. Or was it? Had I royally screwed up yet again and dug myself deeper into this pit of hell.

"Ready to go?" Mike said as I opened the door.

"Yeah, let's go." I said grabbing my purse as I headed out the door with this boy who was not Macon.

I got into his care and we drove around the town as I pointed out the important stuff. He seemed really interested with what I was saying but I don't really thing he was. There was just something about him that sent chills up my spine.

"So do you want to get something to eat?" Mike asked as we sat at a red light.

"How about a party?" I suggested even though people would see us. I just needed to blow off some steam.

"Lead the way." Mike said with a content smirk on his face as he drove away from the stoplight.

We drove in silence for a while until we came upon the house where the party was being held. People and cars were all over the place and I could feel the vibrations of the music from inside the car.

"I think we found it." Mike said cutting the ignition.

"I think you're right." I said sliding out of the car, waiting for him to catch up to me.

"You don't strike me as the partying type." Mike said as we walked up the walkway to the house.

"There's a lot you don't know about me." So what if I didn't really have any feelings for this guy; can't I just have a little fun?

"And I'd like to find out." Mike slipped his arm around my waist as we made our way through the crowds of drunken, sweaty, horny people. The music was decent and it was as crowded as it looked so I was content with staying for a little while.

"Want a drink?' Mike asked as we passed the kitchen that was stocked with every alcohol imaginable.

"Sure, surprise me." I said as I leaned up against the wall where I'd wait until Mike came back. Mike disappeared into a sea of drunk guys and then reemerged with two cups in his hands.

"Want to dance?" Mike yelled in my ear. We could barely here ourselves think, which was a reason I hated parties.

"Sure, let's go." I took him by the hand and pulled him to the cent of the 'dance floor'. Our bodies were so close together, moving to the rhythm of the song. Our hips were pushed up against each other as they swayed back and forth to the strong beat.

"Halley, what the hell are you doing?" I snapped out of my trance and back into the reality. The music was cut and everyone was staring now.

"Macon, what are you doing here?" I never in a million years thought that we'd be at this lame party, especially since we weren't going together

"I should ask you the same thing." Macon's eyes looked at me coldly. Oh god, what had I done?

"I'm showing Mike around. We were just having a little fun." I couldn't think completely clearly because of the alcohol I consumed earlier.

"Halley you're supposed to be with me." Macon grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards the door, "I love you Halley. Did you not hear me the first time?"

"Let me go Macon." I tried to wiggle free from his grasp.

"We need to talk Halley. I'm not going to let you do this." Macon gripped and pulled harder.

"Macon, please let me go." I felt tears threatening my eyes. I just wanted to curl up and die. Macon loved me and all I did was hurt him, which also hurt me in the process. Just another reason to add to my list of reason why I shouldn't fall in love.

"You heard her." Mike stepped in. Even he complicated my situation worse.

"What are you doing with my girlfriend anyway?" Macon released his grip on me and turned to Mike.

"She was just showing me around man. Chill out, okay?" Mike put his hands up defensively.

"Wrong answer." Macon said and punched him in the face.

"Macon, what are you doing?!" I yelled restraining his hands.

"He'll never love you like I do Halley." Macon was himself again. His deep eyes staring into mine. I could almost see right through him. He was so hurt inside and it was all my doings. I hurt him more than words could explain. I guess it was the only thing I seem to be good at.

Not the longest chapter in the world but hopefully it was enough to hold off the few readers I have for this story...lol...i'm pathetic sometimes...If you want to know how it turns out please review or else I'm just going to stop.