Chapter 12

His lips were hot and fast and rough. They sucked at mine and I couldn't breathe. He moved his mouth down my jawline to my neck and I couldn't help the small moan that was released from my mouth. My hands tried to push him off me, but ended up getting tangled in his shirt.

"Austin." I said kind of weakly. He moaned in response and I dug my nails in deep, hoping he would get the hint. He finally did. He peeled himself off me and smiled. I shook my head and his smile faded.

"We need to talk some more." I stated. He paused and then nodded. We walked over to the couch and sat down, facing each other.

"What do you want to talk about?" he asked. I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. I felt his body stiffen beside me. I raised an eyebrow at why, but didn't question him.

"So you feel the same but you slept with Kira last night? Why wouldn't you tell me?" I asked. He stayed quiet and I waited him to answer. He finally opened his mouth and spoke.

"I didn't know you felt the same. I'm so sorry Ally." He stated. I smiled softly, bit my lip and locked my eyes with him. I moved closer, my lips just touching his, I watched his eyes close and his body relax. That's when I sat up, hurriedly, feeling something poking my thigh. I tried to look down, but, before I could, Austin got up and walked around in a circle, his face turning beet red.

"I'm sorry Ally. I didn't mean for it to uhm…" he said apologizing, his face turning redder. I shook my head and motioned with my index finger for him to move closer. He did as he was told and sat down beside me. I smiled and kissed him hard on the lips, feeling his lips respond to mine immediately. We sat like that for a while, playing with each other's lips, grasping them between our own.

It was about ten minutes in when I felt him press my body down onto the couch and his hands move up my shirt that I felt something burning in my stomach that I had never felt before. He stopped half way up my shirt and leaned away, locking his eyes with mine.

"Ally, do you want to do this?" he asked. Half of my brain was listening but the other half was focused on his hands and where I wanted them to be. I rolled my eyes and head back and moaned. He nodded above me and then whispered something into my ear.

"Tell me when you want to stop." He said before moving his mouth and lips again. My heart rate increased and my breathing become uneven. There was knock on the door that made me groan angrily. I got up, not realizing that my shirt and pants were off and opened the door. I found Elliot standing in the door frame. His eyes grew wide with hurt and anger. Did he not get my note?

Apparently not because, as soon as he saw Austin, he marched his way to the elevator. I grabbed my shirt and sweats and ran after him, just grabbing the elevator after him, Austin's voice echoed behind me. He could wait; I needed to explain things to Elliot.

I just caught up to him outside in the pouring rain, on the curb. I reached out, grasping his hand in mine. He turned around, his eyes angry and broken. His breath was uneven and his hands shook. His wet hair splattered on my face and he smiled slightly.

"I left you a note." I started. He nodded. So he did get it!

"I know. I just wanted to change your mind. But apparently I can't" he stated. I reached up, touching his wet face with my own wet hand. I bent his head, making our foreheads touched. Then I watched as his eyes lit up, as if he had an idea.

"Can you do me a favor?" he asked. I nodded once, curious.

"Kiss me and then choose who you want to be with." His words shocked me. But, relentlessly, I nodded. He leaned down and pressed his lips against mine. His kiss was light, airy, slow and sweet; the exact opposite of Austin's. I felt Elliot's hands in my hair and couldn't help the groan that escaped. He smiled into the kiss and picked me up by thighs. I jump and wrapped my legs around his waist, not caring how wet I got because of the rain.

Elliot was so romantic! I ran my hands through his hair and felt his mouth on my neck, searing it. My mind reeled and my breathing quickened. After a few minutes of this, he let me down and backed away, smiling.

"So?" he asked, hopeful. I sighed and began to cry again.

"I don't know!" I screamed, throwing my hands into the air. I. Don't. Know.