Another update as planned. After this chapter, do not hate me.

I had to admit that after the previous night, I was questioning some things. A lot of things. Those things weren't between me and Austin, but me and Elliot. I was questioning why everything had happened the way that it did, so fast. Too fast for me to even force myself to like him.

That's why when he texted me, I was confused about whether or not I should meet him. The text read, We need to talk. Meet me in the park at 8. I felt like I knew what 'we need to talk' meant. The theories were all possible, but I didn't worry about it too much.

I forced myself to stay in bed, but after two hours staring at the ceiling, I had to get up. I had to do something. I didn't question why I had gotten out of bed at seven in the morning. I got up and walked to Austin's room. I softly knocked on the door in case he was asleep. He probably was. I pictured him as one of those guys who got up early in the morning to jog shirtless or something. I tried to open the door. It was locked, probably because he was hiding something, but weren't we both?

There wasn't much to do until eight tonight. I must have sat staring at the other couch for three hours. Austin woke up to only come and fall asleep on the other couch. "Tired?" I ask.

He looks at me and then buries his face in the pillow. "You're a man of few words, I see. But yesterday, it seemed you were one of a thousand words."

"Actually, that was you. You wouldn't shut up."

I fold my arms. "I suppose you're not wrong. I talk a lot. And you don't?"

He didn't answer, probably too tired to do so. I wondered why he was so tired. He went to bed last night around nine. Or so I thought. Maybe he went out. He was hiding more than I had guessed, but I wasn't ready to question him. I had barely figured him out, so figuring out his secrets would be just as difficult. Besides, it wasn't my business. I could always make it my business.

When I was sure he was asleep, I walked to his door, hoping it wasn't locked. It wasn't. What was behind the door wasn't my business anyways. That didn't mean I wasn't the least bit curious. I started to open the door and it creaked as I did. I had only planned to look at his room. No snooping was to be involved. I stopped myself and closed the barely opened door. It wasn't my business.

The hours forced themselves by and eventually, it was eight. Austin was still asleep. He must have had a long night. A long night that I knew nothing about. Needless to say, I followed Elliot's orders or request or whatever it shall be called and met him at the park.

I found Elliot standing by the slide. Why were we meeting at a park anyways?

"Hey, Elliot." I say greeting him as polite as I could.

He nods. "Hi, Ally. We need to talk."

Wow. "Uh, okay. About what? I mean, sorry I didn't answer your calls or text messages but-"

"It's not about that."

"Okay."

His eyes were full of sadness—for a mere second—but then they were full of self-assurance. Whatever he was about to do or say, he seemed very sure about it. "I think we should break up. It's not you, it's me. Me moving back Jacksonville."

My eyes widen. "You're moving? It's barely been a week since you came back. How long were you planning on staying here?"

"A week. I wanted to get to know you and figure things out between us. It's not my fault I was curious."

I scoff, and reply, "Don't you dare make this about you. You could have told me and tried to get to know me instead of using me and lying to me."

"I didn't use you... and I didn't lie."

"You didn't tell the truth. You know, I should have known it was too good to be true. I didn't even like you, but I did it because I wasn't happy and I thought you'd be able to change that, but it's clear there's only one person who can do that."

"I don't even care who it is. I'm just relieved that you didn't want to date me either."

"Wait. You didn't want to date me?"

"No."

"Then why in the hell did you ask me out? I was fine without you!"

He sighs. "I'm really sorry. I hope we can stay friends after this. I really don't want things to be weird between us."

"Things already are weird between us. I'm not even going to pretend like us being friends again is going to solve anything."

"I'm sorry I dumped you, but what else was I supposed to do?"

I give him an intense stare. "I'm not mad that you 'dumped me'. I'm upset because you lied straight to my face and made me think that there was something special about me."

"There is and one day, a lucky guy will bring that out and show you."

"You don't even get it! I thought you were that guy and that you liked me and even though I didn't feel the same way, I didn't give up and I didn't lie to you or use you!" I shout, tears beginning to well up in my eyes.

"Well... what about Austin? What about the obvious sexual tension between you two?"

"Sexual tension? There is no sexual tension between Austin and me."

"If you don't see it, you're fucking blind."

There was sexual tension between me... and Austin? Of course, from what I knew, that was just the opinion of Elliot. Yet considering how angry Cassidy was that I hung around Austin, she must have felt it too. Why was it that the Austin and I weren't feeling the 'sexual tension' that others seemed to notice? Unless Austin felt it too. Just because I didn't feel it didn't mean it wasn't there, but it did mean that nothing would go well with it around. "I don't see it. Is that a crime?"

"No, it's stupidity."

"Did you just call me retarded?"

"What's stupider is that you don't see that he sees it. You don't see that he likes you."

"I don't. That's because he doesn't like me. You don't either. I just wonder if all our goodbyes end in us yelling at each other." I say before slowly walking away, a raindrop falling on my shoulder.

I opened the door to find Austin attempting to make pancakes... again. At least he was persistent. "Hi." I say.

He looks up at me and immediately knows that something is wrong. "What happened?" he asked and walked over to me.

"Elliot dumped me. Which I'm not even upset about! He dumped me because he's moving. In fact, he wasn't permanently living in Miami. He was just visiting! Now he's going back to Jerkville and doesn't even care that he used me! And lied to me!"

Austin's face was unreadable, but he seemed a little amused. "Would it be bad to say I told you so?"

I plopped myself on the couch. "Yes. It would. You'll never guess what he said."

Austin sits next to me. "What?"

"He said that we, you and I, have sexual tension. That there's sexual tension between us! Us! You don't think that, do you?"

"Well, I've never classified it as sexual tension."

"But it's there, right?"

I wiped some of my tears away. "I don't know," I continue. "Maybe I'm just crazy or tired or something."

"It's there. It exists. Just because it exists doesn't mean we have to stop ignoring it."

I wanted to stop ignoring it. I felt the sexual tension right now, but it seemed like there was nothing I could do about it. There was something I could do about it. "Or?"

He didn't seem to know what to say and I didn't blame him. We were both speechless. Speechless at the chemistry or how it was put as 'sexual tension'. It was put as a lot of things, but it didn't need to be classified or defined, in our case. "Are you okay? About Elliot?" he changed the subject, which I was somewhat thankful for.

"I'm fine. It's no big deal. But I am never ever ever dating again."

Austin looked saddened by something, but I didn't assume it was from what I had said. Then there was the unreadable expression. I realized that we were both staring at each other and the sexual tension between us was so thick, a knife couldn't cut it.

I wanted to stop ignoring it, but I didn't know if he wanted to stop ignoring it, which left me confused. Each second, we inched closer together and there was only one thing that was going to happen.

I was literally half a millimeter away from him—away from kissing him—and unlike our first kiss, this one would be different. That was if it happened.

He pulled away when our lips were nearly touching. "What's wrong?" I ask.

"I'm not going to take advantage of a girl who just got dumped and isn't thinking straight. It's clear that you want a rebound or something."

Maybe that was it. Maybe it wasn't a crush. Maybe it was lust or hurt or anger. That's what this whole thing was. I was hurt and angry, so I was letting my guard down. I was letting my guard down and that just meant that I would end up getting hurt. More tears went down my cheek. "You're right. I need a rebound because Elliot dumped me. I need a rebound because my life is shit. You were that rebound. That's all you ever were. A rebound. A rebound that doesn't mean shit to me." It may have been the hurt or the anxiety talking, but in the end, I still said it and I still couldn't take it back.

"Wow. It all makes sense to me now. You're no better than Cassidy. I'm surprised two people that are so alike don't like each other. You know, maybe I should give on dating. It seems that all the girls I fall for are... satanic." He couldn't find anything else to say? But how could I have missed the 'falling for' part?

"That's not true. Cassidy's an angel." By now we were more further apart than ever. I couldn't decide what was stupider. The fact that I had said all of that to him when I didn't mean it or the fact that I had trusted him. But maybe the part where I trusted him wasn't the mistake I had made tonight. The part where I told him he didn't mean anything to me was. Just yesterday I had practically loved him and now I hate him no less than I hate Elliot.

I got up and walked out, slamming the door behind me. I didn't even care about the rain pouring down on me. I wanted to leave. I wanted to go. My feet were glued to floor. I wasn't going anywhere. Somehow I was tied to this place. More specifically, Austin. I slowly sat down on the wet asphalt and leaned my head against the door. My tears were coming down just as fast as the rain, in perfect synchronization.

Well, that's sad. Very, actually. The S word was originally setback, but then I thought about how evil that would be. Then I looked at the list I made that tells what happens in each chapter basically and a lot of stuff can't happen unless there is another setback. I also WAS going to make them kiss, but then I thought how that would mess the whole story up. The story isn't even halfway done so I knew that it would be way too soon. The S thing was 'sexual tension' and 'setback'. I couldn't figure out exactly how to make this chapter start or end or even be a thing, so it took six hours of my life to get it to where I was pleased with myself. I mean, I wouldn't have anything better to do if I wasn't updating. Truthfully, I watch TV for living. :) But enough talking from me. Review and tell me what you think?