So, hope everyone enjoyed the last chapter, we finally made it to where the whole thing started. The one-shot, did everyone like it? Hope so, anyway, here's the next chapter! btw this chapter is dedicated to SabrinaTeenagedB because she left an amazing review that made my entire day and made me want to update sooner!

Skylar's P.O.V

The crowd erupted into cheers, throwing their cups and other things in the air as Justin announced that we had won, you know those pop guns that shoot confetti, some drunk dick shot me with one. The rest of the Bellas were soaking it in, cheering and laughing as they celebrated our victory. I was silent, my gaze never leaving the man that had plagued my mind all day.

Donald.

There was something different about him, he wasn't like the other Trebles, I could tell. Yes, he did seem like a lady's man, and a little full of himself, but hell, who isn't? He didn't get angry over their loss, no, he seemed generally impressed. I knew I had my work cut out for me, but I think my life just got a whole lot more interesting.

I quickly zoned back in when I felt someone tug on my arm, looking over I saw that the culprit was Amy.

"Yeah?"

"We're heading back to Aubrey's dorm to celebrate, you coming?" She asked.

"Uh, no, I think I'm going to head to bed early. I'm a little tired" I said, lying but she didn't notice. I had way too much to think about to party tonight, I just wanted to crawl into my dorm, eat ice-cream, and watch horror movies.

"Oh, okay" She said, a small frown gracing her lips.

"Yeah" I nodded awkwardly, turning around and walking off with a small wave. I tried very hard to ignore the stares I could feel on my back but I couldn't resist looking back one last time. Of course it was him, our gazes locked, blue eyes to whatever the fuck his eyes were colored. It's like he was studying me, I felt naked under his gaze, and I very much didn't like that feeling. Normally it was me giving others that feeling, I was good at reading people, but with Donald, I came up blank. I didn't know what his intensions were or why he looks at me the way he does, its one big puzzle.

I knew we had been staring at each other for too long, people would notice, so I reluctantly tore my gaze from his and made my way towards my dorm, the chilly night air hitting me like a ton of bricks once I was up on the sidewalk. "Why didn't I bring a jacket?" "Oh right, cause I'm a dipshit" I rubbed at my cold arms, trying to warm them the best I could as goose bumps peppered my skin. I breathed a sigh of relief when my building came into view; I quickly jogged up the steps and pushed open the double glass doors. Breathing in a deep breath and letting out a sigh as the heat hit me in welcomed relief. I lazily made my way to my dorm room, dragging my feet, the heat was doubling the fact I was already tired, I went to grab my key from my pocket when I realized my pockets were empty, I had dropped my key. "Shit, fuck, shit" I said out loud, getting pissed off at the fact I know had to go retrace my steps around campus to find my key, I trudged my way back down the hall and into the lobby, my sky blue optics tracing every inch of the ground to find the small black key with the tiny pink skull on it. I pushed open the glass doors and instantly the cold hit me again, with a small shiver I made my way down the stairs and onto the sidewalk, my eyes scanning the ground like a cop looking for clues. I made it all the way back to lot 7 and still didn't find it, with a heavy sigh I trudged down the pool ladder, dropping down into the pool and scanning around the large and empty space. With all the people gone this thing was huge, it would take me forever to find it in this thing.

"Looking for this?"

My breath caught in my throat, it couldn't be.

I slowly turned towards his voice, giving myself a pat on the back mentally for not jumping and letting out a scream.

"Donald" I said, almost testing his name on my lips, it was nice.

His grin turned almost wolfish and this time when I shivered it was for a completely different reason, tracing my eyes over him they came to a stop on his hand, in his palm was the very reason I was out here, my room key.

He took a few steps closer to me, away from the shadows and I got a better look at him, he had taken off his Treble jacket and the god awful sweater he was wearing earlier. Leaving him in a plain white T-shirt and his dark washed jeans that were riding dangerously low on his hips, I licked my lips softly, tearing my gaze away from 'that' area.

"I'd like my key back, it's fucking cold out here" I said, trying to play it cool and smiling internally that my voice came out calm and didn't give me away.

He took a couple more steps closer to me, he was almost right on me, I could feel his breath on my face, damn him for being taller than me.

"Here" he said softly, opening his palm out to me, the small black key calling out to me, but there was a part of me that didn't want to take it, that meant I wouldn't have a reason to be out here, with him. I reached for it slowly, my gaze staying locked with his, up close I could see his eyes were brown. I usually didn't like brown eyes, I thought they looked like shit, pun intended, but his were like warm chocolate. When my hand touched his he grabbed it, pulling me against him and wrapping his other arm around my waist. I gasped softly, staring up at him in question.

"What are you doing?" I asked softly, it coming out as low as a whisper. I wanted to smack myself, "What are you doing? Really! What's it look like dumbass"

"What I've wanted to do since the first day I saw you" He said, and then his lips were on mine and I could make a coherent thought if I wanted to.

His lips were soft and I couldn't help the small moan that was building in the back of my throat, my hands came up and tangled in his dark black hair, deepening the kiss as his tongue swiped softly at my bottom lip, begging for entrance into my mouth, which I gladly obliged. "God damn was this boy a good kisser" I bit softly as his bottom lip, enjoying the small groans he was making as his arms tightened around my waist. I softly grinded my hips against his, the same way I had done it during the Riff-Off and I couldn't help but smile against his lips as he let out a loud moan, our lips finally disconnecting after a couple minutes, both of us completely out of breath and craving more.

"Wow" I whispered, my lips stretching into a small smile.

"Wow is right" He said just as low, it was like we were in our own little bubble, it was just us, and the whole world didn't matter. Tomorrow didn't matter, just right now, right here, with him.

I reluctantly separated from his arms, rubbing softly at the goose bumps on my arms that had risen for an entirely different reason than being cold. "I should head back" I said, my mind screaming at me to do the exact opposite, stay here and kiss him some more. He nodded silently and I slowly stepped away, walking backwards towards the pool ladder, when my back bumped into the metal I finally turned around. Climbing up onto the sidewalk and cast one last look over my shoulder, he was still there, staring up at me. I smiled softly to myself, walking towards my dorm for the second time tonight, only this time the cold didn't bother me. I trudged up the stairs and pushed open the glass doors, making my way down the hall way and towards my dorm room, pushing the small key into the door and unlocking it. I stepped in and set my key on my nightstand, I noticed the absence of Amy and figured she was still at the party celebrating our victory, oh well; I had my own victory tonight. I didn't change clothes or brush my hair, or take my make-up off. I just fell right into bed, falling asleep instantly with a smile on my face.

Next Day.

My oceanic optics fluttered open slowly; I squinted as the sun hit them. I stretched out, smiling softly as last night's events came back to me. I knew it was wrong, but that made it all more thrilling. I remember the oath we took, no sex with Trebles, does kissing count? Then again I always was a rule breaker. I pulled myself out of the sheets, padding over to my mirror and checking the small calendar on the side. I had dance competition today, I already had my dance down, it was the one I was practicing when I passed out on the grass, my thoughts once again drifted to Donald. How he had picked me up and carried me all the way to my dorm, made sure I was comfortable and left a note for Amy. I walked into my small walk in closet, grabbing a pair of black leather pants, a grey and red half top and a pair of red heels. I grabbed my duffle bag from under my small twin bed and put my dance clothes in it, I went into the bathroom and changed, brushed my teeth, and softly ran a brush through my tangled blonde and pink dyed locks. Coming out I grabbed my key off the nightstand and put my bag over my shoulder, I opened the door, stumbling back as I ran right into Amy.

"Hey Amy" I said, sporting a large grin, my mood had changed drastically, all thanks to one person.
"Hey, Sky" She said, walking around me to grab her white and blue book bag off her desk.

"I got dance practice but we'll talk later okay?" I said, making my way out the door and down the long and curvy halls, I walked around the corner when I once again bumped into another person. "This isn't my fucking day" I muttered about to apologize when the words literally died on my lips.

"This is getting a little ridiculous, you know" He said, his delicious accent making the words come out a smooth as buttered bread.

"Donald"

Cliffy! Hehe, hope everyone enjoyed this lovely chapter, they finally kissed! I'm so flattered with the response I'm getting from this story, I'm glad everyone enjoys this. Until next time, Hannah