Right then and there, I knew that we were both confused about how we felt. Summer was admitting the very same thing that I was feeling towards her. I loved Ryan, but I wasn't sure if I was completely in love with him like I once had been. I felt my face flush as she said those words.

"I love you too."she had said to me. I was agape. I just sat there with my jaw dropping a little before closing my mouth. All that was running through my head were those four words.

"You wanted me to tell you how I was feeling," she said noticing I wasn't saying anything. "And I did. Please say something." she added just looking at me.

I looked back and her and nodded. No smile crept across my face, nothing. I was numb. My best friend had just admitted that she loved me. While I knew she was confused as much as I was, and that I felt the same way about her, somewhat. I just couldn't really deal with that revelation, but I didn't wanna show weakness either.

"Um," I simply began, just gazing at her. "You don't love me, Summer. You just think you do because of that night. Your heart really belongs to Seth."

Admittedly, I was trying to dismiss this, but in all honesty, I just wanted to hold her in my arms and just have it be like that night. She was so beautiful and her kisses felt like she was solving a puzzle. Finding and placing all the intricate pieces together until they all fit. The way she placed a hair behind my ear before touching my neck with her lips and caressing every inch of my body with the warm passion. The way she unclasped my bra gently, and the way she just gave herself to me without reserve. It was a drunken mistake, but maybe it was a sign. A sign saying we should be together. She nodded at me as if she agreed with my comment.

"Maybe," she responded. "But I know my feelings Taylor, and they're strong."

Before I could respond, she leaned in and kissed me passionately. It was a shock, just like that night, but it was secretly what I wanted. What we both wanted. I felt her place her hands up my pink top and take it off before unclasping my bra. I instinctively took her top off and she just positioned herself on top of me as I put my head on the arm of the sofa. Kissing my lips, she went down to my neck softly, making sure she got to every inch. I let out a small moan as she went down my body, not giving it another thought. I ran my fingers through her hair softly, just closing my eyes as it was all happening.

"Oh, Summer!" I called, before realising what I was doing. I opened my eyes and gently got up and got her off me. "I can't. I really can't." I said as I quickly put my bra on and my top before standing up.

I looked at her and bowed my head down. I felt ashamed letting myself succumb to her for the second time. I was really confused. I couldn't even look at her in the eye after that.

"I have to go," I stated with a nervous nod. "I have to meet Ryan...at the diner."

It was earlier than expected, but I just had to get out of there. Having sex drunk was enough because we didn't know what we were doing, but just now, while we were sober, wasn't exactly the ideal thing to do, especially since we know we have boyfriends to think about.

"Taylor," she said as I saw her put her own top on and look at me. "I know you feel the same way about me. What happened just then just proves it."

Instead of answering her, I just proceeded to the door and walked out, rushing past Julie as I did so.

"Wow, she seems to be in a hurry." I heard her say before hearing the door close.

I know she may have questions, but I just couldn't deal with it right now. All I wanted to do was be by myself and sort everything out on my own. I hated the way I felt, but at the same time, it was due to guilt. Maybe if I just talk to Ryan about what happened, I can finally put everything to rest. I may lose a boyfriend, but my conscience will be cleared. I started feeling my pockets for my cell phone and took it out, debating on whether I should ask him to meet me at the diner early. I flipped it open and pressed his speed dial number and waited for it to ring.

"Hey Ryan," I greeted. "Can you meet me at the diner early?"