A/N: Yey I finally updated! I know you are dying to know what happined with Gordo and Lizzie and I promise I will write that chapter ASAP!

The twilight had already surrendered to the night and bright lights lit the city. Paolo wondered through the streets trying to pick the less crowded ones. He didn't feel like being around people. He couldn't get what had happened just an hour ago out of his head. Miranda had kissed him and he made out with her. He hated himself for it. Now he was in an even bigger mess. Miranda wouldn't get an abortion so he would have to convince her to give it up for adoption. And that would probably be much easier to do if she didn't think that he likes her back. He couldn't live with himself, though, if he knew that she was out there some where with his child. She was what only fourteen? Fifteen?

Paolo had a strong longing for a drink. He new the addiction was reprehensible and threatening to escape his control plus he was still underage though it's a surprise what a little money can do. But drinking was the one thing that got him away from his problems. Though if he drank too much his depression would get the better of him.

He strolled into the bar where he usually got his drinks and sat down at the counter. Instantly a red head with bouncy curls and dancing, daring, green eyes slid up to him.

"I haven't seen a piece like you in here all night," she said and her lashes vailed her eyes teasingly.

"I thought this place was decent" Paolo said and then called to the bar tender.

The girl looked hurt but continues" Rough night? You look desperate."

"Yea I'm desperate…for a drink." The unspoken words "not for you" hung obviously in the air.

"Paolo my man the usual?" the bar tender asked coming over.

'Na, Leo, give me a bear would ya?"

"A bear?" the man looked shoked" Isn't that a little strong for ya?"

"Look I'm not here to check out the chicks. So hit me with a bottle and fast I don't want cop trouble. Please?"

"Alright" the bar tender shrugged and reached for a bear bottle.

"Look" the red head said slipping a piece of paper into his hand" These are my digits. I've got what you want…you can get it anytime."

"Honey" Paolo said giving her the piece of paper back" find somebody who cares ok?" Then he grabbed the bear bottle, three some cash on the counter and walked out leaving a baffled red head looking after him.

Paolo walked into a semi dark alley behind the bar. It looked trashed from first sight but it wasn't realy that bad. It was dark and quite. And I wasn't full of the hunting memories like the park or his apartment.

He took some drinks from the bottle. A lot of things to think of now. A lot of things to put in the past. And that was just so hard to do. Suddenly she wanted to talk to some one. Being alone was just too suffocating. But who could he call. Who in this damn world would care. Miranda if she really loved him. But how could he talk to Miranda about Miranda. Besides he didn't even really know this girl. But it didn't matter because it was only s obvious who could tlk to him. He drained the bottle before dialing.

"Hello?" Allie came to the phone.

"Hey Allie it's Paolo…I…need to see you."

Something in his voice must have tipped her off. "Where are you are you ok?"

"I…I'm behind the bar on Verde street."

"Have you been drinking at all?"

Paolo paused then answered" Just drained a bottle…bear."

"Ok, Paolo listen to me stay there ok I'll be over in five minutes."

"Ok bye." Paolo hung up. Allie was coming…everything would be alright. He wondered why his friend seemed to make him do comfortable. Too comfortable.

Allie was true to her word. Five minutes after he hung up Allie appeared from around the corner and came over to him.

"What happened?" she asked.

"I think I need you to tell me how to live because I keep screwing up." A ghost of a smile flickered on his face.

Allie looked amused for a moment. "Well come one I'll drive you home."

The ride to his apartment was filled with silence. When they got there Allie offered to make coffee.

"I just had beer…"

"Then you definitely need some I don't want you to give me that 'I don't care about anything' attitude again."

Paolo smiled slightly. "Al?" he said following her into the kitchen" How do I let go?"

"Of what?"

"Of everything. Of the past three and a half years of my life."

She stopped what she was doing. "I wish I could give you an answer…I don't know I guess the answer just might be to not think about it an stop the alcohol extremes. You're getting addicted to it have you noticed. Being a social drinker is one thing but you crossed that line."

"Al the drinking is just a wy to get away. If I didn't have this problem then the alcohol problem wouldn't exist ether. And how can I just forget about everything when everything has changed. My "friends" don't want anything to do with me because it want be good for their social status and the only girls that want anything to do with me are sluts!"

"That's not true" Allie said quickly.

"You mean Miranda?" He had not caught her meaning. "Allie I got Miranda pregnant. That's the other thing that drove me today."

Allie froze. "Miranda is pregnant?"

"Yes I…she came over today…she flew all the way from the states. She told me she loves me. She wont get an abortion and as for giving the baby up for adoption? I don't know I made out with her."

Allie looked like he had slapped her. "So you like her?"

"I… I don't think so but Allie she is the mother of my baby…I mean she pretty and seems nice.

Allie turned away. "Al? are you ok?"

"No" she said and turned back to face him. "So you love the girl you are dating now?"

"No."

"Lizzie? Isabella?"

"No. I'm so pissed at Isabella. At first I was heart broken over her but I need to move on and-"

"Miranda?"

:"Well no but she's…I mean…"

"Paolo" Allie got close and she reached up and caressed his cheek with her hand. "I can't be just friends I want more."

Her touch made him shiver. He saw her in a new light. The way her eyes looked at him lovingly an the way her soft hair fell over her shoulders. He never thought that a girl like her could attract him but… His mind flashed back to some nights right after the IMVAs. To some nights after his break up with Isabella. It was amazing how she was the only one who had always been a constant in his life.

Suddenly he wondered what it would be like to kiss her.

"I love you" she whispered.

He looked into her eyes and suddenly the whole world disappeared. He took her in his arms and their lips met. It was the softest most amazing kiss he had ever shared with a girl.

"Al…I can't" he said drawing away.

"Why" Allie asked disappointed.

"Because we're so different and I don't want to hurt you."

"Shh don't worry about that. If this feels right then why would you run from this…from me."

"What if a screw up?"

"Don't think so much Paolo. If you don't think you're ready or if I'm not the girl then I'll just be your friend. But if-"

"No" Paolo said cutting her off "you are the girl."

Cute, sweat, cuddly…all of a sudden it seemed so perfect. How didn't he see this earlier?