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    <title><![CDATA[Wild At Heart [CHAPTER 15] FINAL!]]></title>
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After all the crap that went down, Jenna was finally expelled from school and later found out Jenna was the only who made up them emails and gave them out to everyone also, but now it was time to forget about her and all the trouble she made because today was the last day of term which ment today was my last day here at school and my dad would be picking me up and taking me back home to Californa after the championship hockey game we had to play.

"LET GO GIRLS LETS MAKE THIS COUNT!" i screamed at my team.
yeah i was caption of the team, just like my mum and i wanted to make her proud even though she want here to see this.
we were in a last final minutes of the game and we were in the lead.
we passed the ball around the team and it ended up at Cassidy
"where i do i run too? where is everyone" she yelled and soon tripped over and luck was on her side because the ball rolled into our goals and the final whistle went off making us the winners!
Everyone was cheering and hugging us until i heard someone call my name
"Hayley, HAYLEY!" i heard my dad call out to me
"DAD!" i yelled and ran over to him and gave him a big hug
"Mrs Farro called and told me you found out about your mother" he said with a smile
"why didn't you tell me dad?" asked
"im sorry Hayley i thought it would make you too sad" he said
"i did know you need to breathe a different air though... did i do the right thing?" he said&amp;nbsp;
"yeah you did" i said with a smile
"did you know mum was caption of the hockey team?" i said
"yes i did Hayley!' he said
"and i know she is very proud of you right now as am i" he said hugging me and give me a kiss on the head.

*1 YEAR LATER*

"welcome to Californa girls... and Josh" i said and i lead them all to my backyard and pool
"wow Hayley this is incrediable!" Emily said and jumped in the pool with Cassidy and Kate
"you know it's nice being back in my home country" Josh said and leaned in and gave me a kiss
"you should stay here" i said whispering into his ear
"i will have to talk to my mum about it" he said
"oh come on you too get in!" Kate said
I looked a josh and grabbed his hand and smiled and we both ran towards the edge of the cliff and jumped off it and into the ocean.

Life was great now, me and Josh were offically together even though he had to came back and forth from Australia, i stayed best friends with Emily, Cassidy and Kate and they come to Californa during holiday breaks. As for Dakota i found out she was being a lying no good bitch so i am no longer friends with her.
Oh and i forgot to mention me and Josh started a band with a few of my guy friends here in Californa Jeremy, Taylor and Zac and our band is called Paramore, and we go and play a few shows here and there at small venues. It's alot of fun. Im just glad i got my life back on track and that not everything has to be how i want it.
The End.
----------------------
there we go another story knocked down! thanks to everyone who read it and i hope you all enjoyed reading it as much as i liked writting it :D
This weekend i will post the first chapter to Hate That I Love You!]]></description>
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    <media:title><![CDATA[Wild At Heart [CHAPTER 15] FINAL!]]></media:title>
    <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/2/1/2/2/0/1/5/6/orig-21220156.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;After all the crap that went down, Jenna was finally expelled from school and later found out Jenna was the only who made up them emails and gave them out to everyone also, but now it was time to forget about her and all the trouble she made because today was the last day of term which ment today was my last day here at school and my dad would be picking me up and taking me back home to Californa after the championship hockey game we had to play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;LET GO GIRLS LETS MAKE THIS COUNT!&quot; i screamed at my team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;yeah i was caption of the team, just like my mum and i wanted to make her proud even though she want here to see this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;we were in a last final minutes of the game and we were in the lead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;we passed the ball around the team and it ended up at Cassidy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;where i do i run too? where is everyone&quot; she yelled and soon tripped over and luck was on her side because the ball rolled into our goals and the final whistle went off making us the winners!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Everyone was cheering and hugging us until i heard someone call my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;Hayley, HAYLEY!&quot; i heard my dad call out to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;DAD!&quot; i yelled and ran over to him and gave him a big hug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;Mrs Farro called and told me you found out about your mother&quot; he said with a smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;why didn't you tell me dad?&quot; asked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;im sorry Hayley i thought it would make you too sad&quot; he said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;i did know you need to breathe a different air though... did i do the right thing?&quot; he said&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;yeah you did&quot; i said with a smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;did you know mum was caption of the hockey team?&quot; i said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;yes i did Hayley!' he said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;and i know she is very proud of you right now as am i&quot; he said hugging me and give me a kiss on the head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;*1 YEAR LATER*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;welcome to Californa girls... and Josh&quot; i said and i lead them all to my backyard and pool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;wow Hayley this is incrediable!&quot; Emily said and jumped in the pool with Cassidy and Kate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;you know it's nice being back in my home country&quot; Josh said and leaned in and gave me a kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;you should stay here&quot; i said whispering into his ear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;i will have to talk to my mum about it&quot; he said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;oh come on you too get in!&quot; Kate said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I looked a josh and grabbed his hand and smiled and we both ran towards the edge of the cliff and jumped off it and into the ocean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Life was great now, me and Josh were offically together even though he had to came back and forth from Australia, i stayed best friends with Emily, Cassidy and Kate and they come to Californa during holiday breaks. As for Dakota i found out she was being a lying no good bitch so i am no longer friends with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Oh and i forgot to mention me and Josh started a band with a few of my guy friends here in Californa Jeremy, Taylor and Zac and our band is called Paramore, and we go and play a few shows here and there at small venues. It's alot of fun. Im just glad i got my life back on track and that not everything has to be how i want it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;The End.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;----------------------&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;there we go another story knocked down! thanks to everyone who read it and i hope you all enjoyed reading it as much as i liked writting it :D&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;This weekend i will post the first chapter to Hate That I Love You!&lt;/p&gt;]]></media:description>
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    <title><![CDATA[The A Game Chapter 16 P2]]></title>
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Just another update c: I'm trying to update more often now but I doubt I will be able to for long. Anyways thank you so much for everyone who is sticking with my stories I really do appreciate it :) So thank you again. Remember to buzz, comment and E-N-J-O-Y this shizz. P.S there's a little flashback of what happened last time to refresh your guys memories.
Taylor
Wondering why you and Cass have been so distant lately? She&amp;rsquo;s been cheating on you with Jeremy Davis. He&amp;rsquo;s number fourteen in the next big game you will be playing. This is your chance for revenge on both of them. 
Kind regards
-A
Cass&amp;rsquo;s Pov: &amp;ldquo;What? Taylor this isn&amp;rsquo;t true&amp;rdquo; I shouted after him but he made no attempt to turn around. I ran up to him and grabbed his arm but he pushed me off.
&amp;ldquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t touch me&amp;rdquo; He snarled &amp;ldquo;I should have known you were trouble when you got arrested for stealing that necklace&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;This is a mistake&amp;rdquo; I cried &amp;ldquo;Please Taylor-&amp;ldquo;
&amp;ldquo;No! I don&amp;rsquo;t want to hear any more of your lies&amp;rdquo; He interrupted and gave me a sharp glare. Alex stopped walking and came over to us.
&amp;ldquo;You don&amp;rsquo;t believe me&amp;rdquo; I whispered feeling my heart sink. He just gave me a hard look and walked away. Alex didn&amp;rsquo;t follow him this time instead he stood in front of me with his arms crossed.
&amp;ldquo;You should leave him alone&amp;rdquo; Alex warns. I glare at him.
&amp;ldquo;What would you know about how he feels?&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;I know that everywhere you and your bunch of friends go, trouble follows. Don&amp;rsquo;t drag Taylor into this&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;How about you just mind your own business?&amp;rdquo; I spat and stormed off leaving Alex alone. Dakotah chased after me but I darted through the crowd, making it hard for her to follow. I made it outside and found Dakotah&amp;rsquo;s car. Just as I was about to kick in the window I heard Dakotah&amp;rsquo;s voice.
&amp;ldquo;Cass stop what are you doing?&amp;rdquo; Dakotah yells from the entrance way. When I didn&amp;rsquo;t answer she ran to me stumbling in her high heels.
&amp;ldquo;Cass what&amp;rsquo;s going on?&amp;rdquo; She breathes touching my shoulder gently but I pushed her hand off.
&amp;ldquo;Where are your keys?&amp;rdquo; I ask ignoring her question. She pulls them out of her pocket and before I can grab them she pulls them away. I grunt and kick her tire angrily. 
&amp;ldquo;Hey!&amp;rdquo; She yells and grabs my shoulders forcing me to look at her.
&amp;ldquo;Whatever happened on the field is none of my business but if you want to take your anger out on something, please don&amp;rsquo;t take it out on my very expensive car&amp;rdquo; She jokes trying to lighten me up. I managed to crack a small smile.
I took a deep breath &amp;ldquo;Taylor broke up with me because of this&amp;rdquo; I handed the crinkled piece of red paper to Dakotah and waited for her to finish reading it. She simply looks at me with a worried look.
&amp;ldquo;Is it true?&amp;rdquo; 
&amp;ldquo;Of course not Dakotah&amp;rdquo; I say angrily. How could she think that I would do something like that?
&amp;ldquo;A&amp;rsquo;s never usually wrong about this stuff Cass&amp;rdquo; Dakotah says practically reading my mind.
&amp;ldquo;Well &amp;lsquo;A&amp;rsquo;s&amp;rsquo; wrong in this case&amp;rdquo; 
&amp;ldquo;Cass&amp;rdquo; She sighs &amp;ldquo;Remember when you came to my doorstep that night telling me that you liked two guys, is the other Jeremy?&amp;rdquo;
Wow she catches on fast. &amp;ldquo;Yes&amp;rdquo; 
&amp;ldquo;Did you cheat on Taylor?&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;No&amp;rdquo; I say strongly &amp;ldquo;Do you believe me?&amp;rdquo; She doesn&amp;rsquo;t answer and unlocks the car.
&amp;ldquo;You don&amp;rsquo;t believe me? Are you actually going to believe A over me? Are you kidding?&amp;rdquo; I spit trying to hide the hurt in my tone with anger. 
&amp;ldquo;I never said that I didn&amp;rsquo;t believe you Cass!&amp;rdquo; Dakotah shouted &amp;ldquo;Now get in the car&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;Well you never answered either&amp;rdquo; I hissed ignoring her order. Dakotah gets in her side of the car and starts it up. Great she&amp;rsquo;s going to leave me here.
&amp;ldquo;No I&amp;rsquo;m not going to leave you here&amp;rdquo; Dakotah mumbles, reading my mind again. How does she keep doing that?
&amp;ldquo;I believe you trust me I do. I just think that instead of fighting me, we should drive you home and sort this out with Taylor tomorrow&amp;rdquo; Dakotah explains &amp;ldquo;Now get in the car&amp;rdquo;
I shake my head and cross my arms. She looks at me and sighs &amp;ldquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t be stubborn Cass, I&amp;rsquo;m not your enemy now please get your big butt in this car and let&amp;rsquo;s go home before I leave you here&amp;rdquo;
I stare at her and mumble a small &amp;ldquo;Fine&amp;rdquo; before getting in the seat beside her. I really don&amp;rsquo;t want her to leave me here.
Hayley&amp;rsquo;s Pov: &amp;ldquo;Can you drive faster please?&amp;rdquo; I beg as Jack nears the hospital. He shakes his head and illegally over takes the car in front of us. I smile as he does so, even though I should be worried in case he gets caught.
&amp;ldquo;The things I do for you Hayles&amp;rdquo; He says as he picks up speed. I smile and look out the window, the hospital within meters from us. I just have to get to Josh. He rounds the corner and parks the car.
&amp;ldquo;Thanks Jack, I&amp;rsquo;ll be back just wait here&amp;rdquo; I rush as I practically leap out of the door. Jack also gets out, shutting the door and locking it. I frown as he tucks the keys in his pocket.
&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m coming with you&amp;rdquo; 
&amp;ldquo;No Jack you should just stay in the car&amp;rdquo; I say and cross my arms. I don&amp;rsquo;t want Jack to be a part of this, I couldn&amp;rsquo;t forgive myself if I dragged him into this A mess. Besides, everyone who knows about A usually gets targeted next. He already has enough problems of his own he doesn&amp;rsquo;t need this on top of that.
&amp;ldquo;Hayley, I&amp;rsquo;ve driven you to the hospital with absolutely no explanation of why&amp;rdquo; He points out &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m not stopping here&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;I never asked you to drive me&amp;rdquo; I say obviously. He just gives me a look.
&amp;ldquo;The point is I know that something is bothering you and I will stop at nothing to help you, even if you won&amp;rsquo;t tell me what it is&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;Jack you don&amp;rsquo;t want to get involved&amp;rdquo; I say and push him back as he tries to walk towards the entrance.
&amp;ldquo;Why? What is so bad that you can&amp;rsquo;t even tell me? We are supposed to be friends&amp;rdquo; He attempts to walk past me again but I push him back. He sighs unhappily and crosses his arms. 
&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m doing this because I am your friend&amp;rdquo; I tell him &amp;ldquo;Now do yourself a favor and stay in the car you don&amp;rsquo;t want any part of this&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;Hayley don&amp;rsquo;t push me away&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;Why do you even want to be a part of this anyway Jack? I asked you to leave so just go&amp;rdquo; I order and push him towards his car.
&amp;ldquo;Hayley someone tried to hurt you and your friends, you said so that day at the coffee shop. I just want to help and I&amp;rsquo;m going to with or without your permission. Do you understand that?&amp;rdquo; He asks uncrossing his arms and putting them on his hips.
&amp;ldquo;Jack I don&amp;rsquo;t think-&amp;ldquo;
&amp;ldquo;Do you understand&amp;rdquo; He repeats, his eyes are narrowed and by the looks of it he has no intention of moving. I sigh and nod as he links arms with me.
&amp;ldquo;So which room is Josh in?&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;Room C12&amp;rdquo; I say as we move together. We decided to take the stairs considering that we were in such a rush that we would probably move faster. And we did. I couldn&amp;rsquo;t help but hear the voice in back of my mind that told me I shouldn&amp;rsquo;t be dragging Jack into this. Even though I wasn&amp;rsquo;t, considering he kept involving himself, I just feel that he&amp;rsquo;s here because of what I had said to him days ago at that coffee shop when we talked outside. Besides, what was he going to say once he finds out about this mysterious &amp;ldquo;A&amp;rdquo; person? What if &amp;ldquo;A&amp;rdquo; targets him next? It will be all my fault.
&amp;ldquo;Here it is&amp;rdquo; Jack&amp;rsquo;s voice interrupts me from my short thinking session. I look over to the door where two police officers stand with their arms crossed talking to Josh. Josh was there.
&amp;ldquo;Josh!&amp;rdquo; I called and he looked over to me. He signaled me over to him so I hurried over with Jack. He gives me a small smile then glances at Jack at frowns. The police officers go inside and I hug Josh not wanting to let go. I was just glad that he was ok.
&amp;ldquo;The police officers washed most of it off but the message is still clear as day in my head&amp;rdquo; He mumbles into my hair. I pull away and Jack gives him a peace offering smile.
&amp;ldquo;What is he doing here?&amp;rdquo; He whispers quietly but not quietly enough because Jack walks to my side and crosses his arms.
&amp;ldquo;I drove Hayley here, what&amp;rsquo;s the big emergency?&amp;rdquo;
Josh glares at him &amp;ldquo;Personal issues Barakat&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;Oh we&amp;rsquo;re using the last names now are we Farro?&amp;rdquo; Jack spits. I sigh and turn to Josh, putting my hand on his chest as a signal to stop.
&amp;ldquo;Jack&amp;rsquo;s here to help. What did the &amp;ldquo;A&amp;rdquo;message say?&amp;rdquo; I ask bluntly. Josh gives me a weird look and so does Jack.
&amp;ldquo;What&amp;rsquo;s an &amp;ldquo;A&amp;rdquo; message?&amp;rdquo; Jack asks.
&amp;ldquo;It said &amp;lsquo;Homecoming&amp;rsquo;s tomorrow night, can&amp;rsquo;t wait to see you there &amp;ndash; A&amp;rsquo;&amp;rdquo; Josh says completely ignoring Jack&amp;rsquo;s question. Crap I forgot all about homecoming. Jack is still staring at us weirdly with his arms crossed.
&amp;ldquo;So who&amp;rsquo;s A?&amp;rdquo; He asks still oblivious to the situation. Josh just rolls his eyes and pulls four tickets out of his back pocket. Homecoming tickets. On the back of everyone is a small red note.
&amp;ldquo;The police gave them to me after finding them taped to the wall&amp;rdquo; Josh explains &amp;ldquo;They called the school but they said that anyone could have purchased them, they don&amp;rsquo;t write down the names of the people who brought them so they have no idea who it is.&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;Once again another loose end&amp;rdquo; I sigh. &amp;ldquo;Have you read the notes taped on the back?&amp;rdquo; 
&amp;ldquo;No I think we should wait till we are with the gang first&amp;rdquo; 
&amp;ldquo;Yeah I mean it&amp;rsquo;s obviously for all of us&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;Yeah but the good thing is that we know that &amp;ldquo;A&amp;rdquo; Will be there so that means the cops will be too&amp;rdquo; Josh grins. I find myself smiling too.
&amp;ldquo;If A tries anything, the cops will get the annoying idiot&amp;rdquo; I mirror Josh&amp;rsquo;s widening grin.
&amp;ldquo;For once we will be one step ahead&amp;rdquo; I jump enthusiastically into his arms but pull away quickly as I realized that Jack was still standing there, looking as confused as ever. It looks like we have a lot of explaining to do.

Homecoming here we come.]]></description>
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    <media:title><![CDATA[The A Game Chapter 16 P2]]></media:title>
    <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/2/1/2/1/8/9/7/4/orig-21218974.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;Just another update c: I'm trying to update more often now but I doubt I will be able to for long. Anyways thank you so much for everyone who is sticking with my stories I really do appreciate it :) So thank you again. Remember to buzz, comment and E-N-J-O-Y this shizz. P.S there's a little flashback of what happened last time to refresh your guys memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;Taylor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;Wondering why you and Cass have been so distant lately? She&amp;rsquo;s been cheating on you with Jeremy Davis. He&amp;rsquo;s number fourteen in the next big game you will be playing. This is your chance for revenge on both of them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;Kind regards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;-A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;Cass&amp;rsquo;s Pov: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What? Taylor this isn&amp;rsquo;t true&amp;rdquo; I shouted after him but he made no attempt to turn around. I ran up to him and grabbed his arm but he pushed me off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t touch me&amp;rdquo; He snarled &amp;ldquo;I should have known you were trouble when you got arrested for stealing that necklace&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;This is a mistake&amp;rdquo; I cried &amp;ldquo;Please Taylor-&amp;ldquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;No! I don&amp;rsquo;t want to hear any more of your lies&amp;rdquo; He interrupted and gave me a sharp glare. Alex stopped walking and came over to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;You don&amp;rsquo;t believe me&amp;rdquo; I whispered feeling my heart sink. He just gave me a hard look and walked away. Alex didn&amp;rsquo;t follow him this time instead he stood in front of me with his arms crossed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;You should leave him alone&amp;rdquo; Alex warns. I glare at him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What would you know about how he feels?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I know that everywhere you and your bunch of friends go, trouble follows. Don&amp;rsquo;t drag Taylor into this&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;How about you just mind your own business?&amp;rdquo; I spat and stormed off leaving Alex alone. Dakotah chased after me but I darted through the crowd, making it hard for her to follow. I made it outside and found Dakotah&amp;rsquo;s car. Just as I was about to kick in the window I heard Dakotah&amp;rsquo;s voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Cass stop what are you doing?&amp;rdquo; Dakotah yells from the entrance way. When I didn&amp;rsquo;t answer she ran to me stumbling in her high heels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Cass what&amp;rsquo;s going on?&amp;rdquo; She breathes touching my shoulder gently but I pushed her hand off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Where are your keys?&amp;rdquo; I ask ignoring her question. She pulls them out of her pocket and before I can grab them she pulls them away. I grunt and kick her tire angrily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hey!&amp;rdquo; She yells and grabs my shoulders forcing me to look at her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Whatever happened on the field is none of my business but if you want to take your anger out on something, please don&amp;rsquo;t take it out on my very expensive car&amp;rdquo; She jokes trying to lighten me up. I managed to crack a small smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;I took a deep breath &amp;ldquo;Taylor broke up with me because of this&amp;rdquo; I handed the crinkled piece of red paper to Dakotah and waited for her to finish reading it. She simply looks at me with a worried look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Is it true?&amp;rdquo; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Of course not Dakotah&amp;rdquo; I say angrily. How could she think that I would do something like that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;A&amp;rsquo;s never usually wrong about this stuff Cass&amp;rdquo; Dakotah says practically reading my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Well &amp;lsquo;A&amp;rsquo;s&amp;rsquo; wrong in this case&amp;rdquo; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Cass&amp;rdquo; She sighs &amp;ldquo;Remember when you came to my doorstep that night telling me that you liked two guys, is the other Jeremy?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;Wow she catches on fast. &amp;ldquo;Yes&amp;rdquo; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Did you cheat on Taylor?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;No&amp;rdquo; I say strongly &amp;ldquo;Do you believe me?&amp;rdquo; She doesn&amp;rsquo;t answer and unlocks the car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;You don&amp;rsquo;t believe me? Are you actually going to believe A over me? Are you kidding?&amp;rdquo; I spit trying to hide the hurt in my tone with anger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I never said that I didn&amp;rsquo;t believe you Cass!&amp;rdquo; Dakotah shouted &amp;ldquo;Now get in the car&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Well you never answered either&amp;rdquo; I hissed ignoring her order. Dakotah gets in her side of the car and starts it up. Great she&amp;rsquo;s going to leave me here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;No I&amp;rsquo;m not going to leave you here&amp;rdquo; Dakotah mumbles, reading my mind again. How does she keep doing that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I believe you trust me I do. I just think that instead of fighting me, we should drive you home and sort this out with Taylor tomorrow&amp;rdquo; Dakotah explains &amp;ldquo;Now get in the car&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;I shake my head and cross my arms. She looks at me and sighs &amp;ldquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t be stubborn Cass, I&amp;rsquo;m not your enemy now please get your big butt in this car and let&amp;rsquo;s go home before I leave you here&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;I stare at her and mumble a small &amp;ldquo;Fine&amp;rdquo; before getting in the seat beside her. I really don&amp;rsquo;t want her to leave me here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;Hayley&amp;rsquo;s Pov: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Can you drive faster please?&amp;rdquo; I beg as Jack nears the hospital. He shakes his head and illegally over takes the car in front of us. I smile as he does so, even though I should be worried in case he gets caught.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;The things I do for you Hayles&amp;rdquo; He says as he picks up speed. I smile and look out the window, the hospital within meters from us. I just have to get to Josh. He rounds the corner and parks the car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Thanks Jack, I&amp;rsquo;ll be back just wait here&amp;rdquo; I rush as I practically leap out of the door. Jack also gets out, shutting the door and locking it. I frown as he tucks the keys in his pocket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m coming with you&amp;rdquo; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;No Jack you should just stay in the car&amp;rdquo; I say and cross my arms. I don&amp;rsquo;t want Jack to be a part of this, I couldn&amp;rsquo;t forgive myself if I dragged him into this A mess. Besides, everyone who knows about A usually gets targeted next. He already has enough problems of his own he doesn&amp;rsquo;t need this on top of that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hayley, I&amp;rsquo;ve driven you to the hospital with absolutely no explanation of why&amp;rdquo; He points out &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m not stopping here&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I never asked you to drive me&amp;rdquo; I say obviously. He just gives me a look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;The point is I know that something is bothering you and I will stop at nothing to help you, even if you won&amp;rsquo;t tell me what it is&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Jack you don&amp;rsquo;t want to get involved&amp;rdquo; I say and push him back as he tries to walk towards the entrance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Why? What is so bad that you can&amp;rsquo;t even tell me? We are supposed to be friends&amp;rdquo; He attempts to walk past me again but I push him back. He sighs unhappily and crosses his arms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m doing this because I am your friend&amp;rdquo; I tell him &amp;ldquo;Now do yourself a favor and stay in the car you don&amp;rsquo;t want any part of this&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hayley don&amp;rsquo;t push me away&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Why do you even want to be a part of this anyway Jack? I asked you to leave so just go&amp;rdquo; I order and push him towards his car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hayley someone tried to hurt you and your friends, you said so that day at the coffee shop. I just want to help and I&amp;rsquo;m going to with or without your permission. Do you understand that?&amp;rdquo; He asks uncrossing his arms and putting them on his hips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Jack I don&amp;rsquo;t think-&amp;ldquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Do you understand&amp;rdquo; He repeats, his eyes are narrowed and by the looks of it he has no intention of moving. I sigh and nod as he links arms with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;So which room is Josh in?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Room C12&amp;rdquo; I say as we move together. We decided to take the stairs considering that we were in such a rush that we would probably move faster. And we did. I couldn&amp;rsquo;t help but hear the voice in back of my mind that told me I shouldn&amp;rsquo;t be dragging Jack into this. Even though I wasn&amp;rsquo;t, considering he kept involving himself, I just feel that he&amp;rsquo;s here because of what I had said to him days ago at that coffee shop when we talked outside. Besides, what was he going to say once he finds out about this mysterious &amp;ldquo;A&amp;rdquo; person? What if &amp;ldquo;A&amp;rdquo; targets him next? It will be all my fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Here it is&amp;rdquo; Jack&amp;rsquo;s voice interrupts me from my short thinking session. I look over to the door where two police officers stand with their arms crossed talking to Josh. Josh was there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Josh!&amp;rdquo; I called and he looked over to me. He signaled me over to him so I hurried over with Jack. He gives me a small smile then glances at Jack at frowns. The police officers go inside and I hug Josh not wanting to let go. I was just glad that he was ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;The police officers washed most of it off but the message is still clear as day in my head&amp;rdquo; He mumbles into my hair. I pull away and Jack gives him a peace offering smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What is he doing here?&amp;rdquo; He whispers quietly but not quietly enough because Jack walks to my side and crosses his arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I drove Hayley here, what&amp;rsquo;s the big emergency?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;Josh glares at him &amp;ldquo;Personal issues Barakat&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh we&amp;rsquo;re using the last names now are we Farro?&amp;rdquo; Jack spits. I sigh and turn to Josh, putting my hand on his chest as a signal to stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Jack&amp;rsquo;s here to help. What did the &amp;ldquo;A&amp;rdquo;message say?&amp;rdquo; I ask bluntly. Josh gives me a weird look and so does Jack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What&amp;rsquo;s an &amp;ldquo;A&amp;rdquo; message?&amp;rdquo; Jack asks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;It said &amp;lsquo;Homecoming&amp;rsquo;s tomorrow night, can&amp;rsquo;t wait to see you there &amp;ndash; A&amp;rsquo;&amp;rdquo; Josh says completely ignoring Jack&amp;rsquo;s question. Crap I forgot all about homecoming. Jack is still staring at us weirdly with his arms crossed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;So who&amp;rsquo;s A?&amp;rdquo; He asks still oblivious to the situation. Josh just rolls his eyes and pulls four tickets out of his back pocket. Homecoming tickets. On the back of everyone is a small red note.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;The police gave them to me after finding them taped to the wall&amp;rdquo; Josh explains &amp;ldquo;They called the school but they said that anyone could have purchased them, they don&amp;rsquo;t write down the names of the people who brought them so they have no idea who it is.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Once again another loose end&amp;rdquo; I sigh. &amp;ldquo;Have you read the notes taped on the back?&amp;rdquo; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;No I think we should wait till we are with the gang first&amp;rdquo; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah I mean it&amp;rsquo;s obviously for all of us&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah but the good thing is that we know that &amp;ldquo;A&amp;rdquo; Will be there so that means the cops will be too&amp;rdquo; Josh grins. I find myself smiling too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;If A tries anything, the cops will get the annoying idiot&amp;rdquo; I mirror Josh&amp;rsquo;s widening grin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;For once we will be one step ahead&amp;rdquo; I jump enthusiastically into his arms but pull away quickly as I realized that Jack was still standing there, looking as confused as ever. It looks like we have a lot of explaining to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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Chapter 14
Cussing under her breath Hayley glanced at the clock, she tried to push away any feeling but she couldn't help but to feel worried, Josh was missing since four in the afternoun and it was past eight now. Crossing her arms over her chest she looked back at the tv screen but couldn't concentrate on the movie anymore. Now she had two problems: Jeremy and Josh. And she haven't resolved any of them. She was stratled by the knock on the front door, removing the bowl of pop corn from he lap Hayley paused the movie and walked towards the door.- Who is it? she asked and leaned against the door.- It's me, taking a deep breath she unlocked the door and pulled it open, Josh stood there looking at her with his brown pleading eyes.- Come in, she sighed and moved out of the way, Josh walked in, closing the door Hayley simply walked back to the couch and continued to watch the movie. Josh stood there awkwardly for a moment before hanging his coat and walking up the couch.- What are you- Hayley begun as Josh grabbed the remote from her hands and turned the tv off, what the hell? she hissed but he ignored what ever she had to say and pulled her into his arms and kissed her roughly on the lips.First she felt like shoving him away and slapping him but as the kiss got deeper she didn't feel like pulling away at all. It wasn't something she'd expect Josh to do but she guessed that it was his way to apologize although she felt guilty as well.- Was that an 'i'm sorry' she whispered breathlessly as they slightly pulled away.- I don't want to loose you, i just want you to stop playing around, don't you get it? Josh murmured againts her lips. Hayley smiled softly and kissed him than rested her forehead againts his.- I don't usually get that from guys, Hayley whispered, you're terribly cute, you know that Joshi? she giggled. Chucking Josh looked down than back at Hayley waiting for her to speak.- I know what you mean, she sighed, i'm sorry if i'm hurting you, it's just hard, you shold know that it's hard for me.- I know, i'm sorry for making it- complicated, Josh said and chuckled softly, Hayley smiled and shook her head lightly.-&amp;nbsp; Was it really worth it making a scene than? Hayley teased.- Every couple has fights, Josh joked.- Oh so we're a thing now? Hayley teased, shruggling Josh looked around, what? she giggled and frowned as Josh left the couch and walked to the front door again, what is wrong with you? she demaned now frustrated.- The lights, Josh said with a chuckle causing Hayley to blush, you actually cared that i would leave, Josh teased as he made his way back to the couch.- Wait, what is that all about? Hayley giggled as she felt his strong arms around her waist, Josh? she mumbled feeling his hot breath on her lips. But Josh didn't answer instead he kissed her knowing that most of his problems were out of the way now, it's just something Hayley still didn't know about.
First Josh's phone begun to ring at first both decided to ignore it but it kept on ringing, laughing softly Hayley placed her hand on Josh's chest slightly pushing him away.- Where's your phone? she asked.- I don't want to answer that, Josh whispered planting a soft kiss againts her cheek.- Too bad, Hayley smirked and answered the call, dumbfound Josh realized that Hayley took the phone from his pocket.- How did you do that? he asked, shaking her head Hayley pressed the phone to her ear.- Oh Hello Mr.Farro, she grinned.- Give me the phone, Josh whispered.- Yes Josh's here, Hayley smiled.- Hayley! Josh hissed turning the lighs on and pulling on his shirt back, give me the phone-- He can't wait to speak to you, Hayley smiled as she sat up on the couch and smirked at Josh who waited for her to give him his phone back, oh of course, alright, see you soon than, she grinned and ended the call.- What? Josh demanded as she placed the phone into his hand, what did he say?- That he'll be there in ten minutes, she shrugged and smiled at him.- You're kidding, Josh whispered and run his hand through his hair.- Yeah right, she chuckled, he even recognized me, she smiled.- How could he? Josh asked looking around the room nervously, he than looked at Hayley and blshed lightly.- What? she whispered, you want me to leave? she asked quietly.- No, of course not, Josh shook his head and kissed her softly, no, i don't want you to leave just, put your shirt back on, please, he whispered. Chuckling Hayley grabbed her shirt.- How does my father know you? Josh trailed off.- I guess from that party or from you, she chuckled.- It must be from the party, Josh said quickly and looked down.- Aw you told your father about me, Hayley grinned and placed her hand on his knee, huh?- Not really, Josh trailed off, he asked me about you back at that party and i said you were just a friend.- Obviously, Hayley smiled, but we weren't even friends back than, she chuckled.- We were, Josh smiled and looked into her eyes, i really want this to work somehow Hayley, he said and stroke her cheek. - Who would've thought, she smiled and kissed him softly, me too. Just when Josh decided to tell her who he spoke to today the bell rang.- I'll get it! Hayley grinned quickly leaving the couch and walking towards the door, Josh chewed into his lipring and followed after her, nice to see you, Hayley smiled, come in.- Dad, Josh smiled nervoulsy, Josh's father smiled and looked at Hayley than back at Josh who sighed softly.- I see that a lot of things changed since the last time i came here, Mr.Farro said as he walked in and took off his coat, Josh took it from him and hung it.- What do you mean dad? he asked, i only bought a new carpet, he said, Hayley chewed into her lip preventing herself from laughing.- Yeah it must be the carpet Josh, she said trying to sound serious, Josh glanced at her and shook his head slightly, would you like some coffee or tea, Mr. um, Farro, Hayley said and mouthed a sorry to Josh since it was the first time she've heard his last name.- Tea would be fine, thank you um-- Hayley, Hayley giggled while filling the kettle with water and glancing at Josh who stood by the couch awkwardly while his father sat down on the armchair.- Sit down, son, Mr.Farro chuckled.- Right, Josh mumbled and slid into the couch, he chewed hard into his lipring seeing that Hayley's shoes were on the floor by the other side of the couch, he was in a way glad that they didn't go way to far, he wouldn't want his father to notice anything, at last not yet. Josh knew he was ready to be with Hayley, for the first time in his life he was ready to be happy and to make somebody happy, he was affraid that he might loose Hayley at any minute but he wasn't affraid of what was to come, he was ready to protect her and he knew he had to.- So what changed here? Hayley asked as she placed a cup of tea in front of Josh's father and sat down next to Josh on the couch, he blushed lightly as she moved right close to him and slid her hand on top of his.- Well there's a beautiful girl by my son's side, Mr.farro smiled and took a sip of tea.- Thanks, Hayley chuckled and glanced at Josh who couldn't help but to smile back.- It's been a while now, Mr.Farro said, Josh glanced at him nervously chewing into his lipring, ever since his previous girlfriend left it was hard for him to move on-- Dad, i can tell that story to Hayley by my self, can't i? Josh cut him off and didn't dare to look at Hayley.- Of course, i'm so sorry, i'm just happy to see you happy, Mr.farro smiled, i guess i shold visit this place more often to see how you live and to see this pretty girl next to you, he said nodidng towards Hayley who blushed lightly at his words.- You know you two should come to our house sometime, Josh how come you kept this away from us? Josh's father asked nodding towards Hayley who looked down.- Well let's say it was a bit spontaneous, Josh breathed out and tightened his grip on Hayley's hand.
Saying goodbye to his father one last time Josh closed the door and took a deep breath before he could face Hayley. He chewed into his lipring as he found the living room empty and heard the water running in the shower, sighing softly Josh picked the empty cup from the table and carried to the kitchen area. After cleaning the kitchen a bit, Josh turned off the lights and carefully walked into the bedroom.- Hayley, are you, are you mad? he asked softly as he found Hayley sitting on the bed wearing a cropped white&amp;nbsp; tee shirt and some green shorts, than he noticed that she&amp;nbsp; was listeing to his i-pod, sighing softly he sat down on the bed and watched her, she seemed to be so lost in the music that coudn't even see him there.Smiling softly Josh moved closer before leaning in and kissing her on the lips, before he could pull away Hayley kissed him back. Josh felt himself being pushed into his back with Hayley kissing him furiously on the lips.- Are you really happy with me? Hayley whispered breathlessly as she rested her forehead againts his.- I am, he whispered, of course i am, so you're not mad?- Because you had a girlfriend before? Hayley chuckled, i woud be mad if you acted just like i act, you know?- I just hope you won't act that way anymore, Josh mumbled.- If you don't give me a reason to, Hayley smiled and traced patters againts Josh's stomach.- I'm sure i won't, i won't ever let you go, Josh whispered and stared into Hayley's emrald eyes, she smiled softly.- You're dad is sweet, she said, so who was that girl-- Please, do we have to talk about this now? Josh asked mentionning both of them laying in each other's arms.- I guess an other time than, Hayley sighed, i think your father likes me.- He does, Josh chuckled, it's incredible, he added.- Oh so people are usually hating me? Hayley whispered.- No, i didn't mean it that way, i'm sorry-- Hey, people usually hate me Josh, Hayley laughed.- I was just nervous on how he would react, Josh sighed.- I guess that's a normal thing, Hayley chuckled, man, you dad believed that we're together or something, she trailed off.- So, are we? Josh whispered&amp;nbsp; and moved some hair away from Hayley's forehead, chewing into her lip Hayley nodded her head. Smiling Josh pulled her into an other kiss hoping that he would be able to tell her everything tomorrow.
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&lt;p&gt;Chapter 14&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Cussing under her breath Hayley glanced at the clock, she tried to push away any feeling but she couldn't help but to feel worried, Josh was missing since four in the afternoun and it was past eight now. Crossing her arms over her chest she looked back at the tv screen but couldn't concentrate on the movie anymore. Now she had two problems: Jeremy and Josh. And she haven't resolved any of them. She was stratled by the knock on the front door, removing the bowl of pop corn from he lap Hayley paused the movie and walked towards the door.&lt;br /&gt;- Who is it? she asked and leaned against the door.&lt;br /&gt;- It's me, taking a deep breath she unlocked the door and pulled it open, Josh stood there looking at her with his brown pleading eyes.&lt;br /&gt;- Come in, she sighed and moved out of the way, Josh walked in, closing the door Hayley simply walked back to the couch and continued to watch the movie. Josh stood there awkwardly for a moment before hanging his coat and walking up the couch.&lt;br /&gt;- What are you- Hayley begun as Josh grabbed the remote from her hands and turned the tv off, what the hell? she hissed but he ignored what ever she had to say and pulled her into his arms and kissed her roughly on the lips.&lt;br /&gt;First she felt like shoving him away and slapping him but as the kiss got deeper she didn't feel like pulling away at all. It wasn't something she'd expect Josh to do but she guessed that it was his way to apologize although she felt guilty as well.&lt;br /&gt;- Was that an 'i'm sorry' she whispered breathlessly as they slightly pulled away.&lt;br /&gt;- I don't want to loose you, i just want you to stop playing around, don't you get it? Josh murmured againts her lips. Hayley smiled softly and kissed him than rested her forehead againts his.&lt;br /&gt;- I don't usually get that from guys, Hayley whispered, you're terribly cute, you know that Joshi? she giggled. Chucking Josh looked down than back at Hayley waiting for her to speak.&lt;br /&gt;- I know what you mean, she sighed, i'm sorry if i'm hurting you, it's just hard, you shold know that it's hard for me.&lt;br /&gt;- I know, i'm sorry for making it- complicated, Josh said and chuckled softly, Hayley smiled and shook her head lightly.&lt;br /&gt;-&amp;nbsp; Was it really worth it making a scene than? Hayley teased.&lt;br /&gt;- Every couple has fights, Josh joked.&lt;br /&gt;- Oh so we're a thing now? Hayley teased, shruggling Josh looked around, what? she giggled and frowned as Josh left the couch and walked to the front door again, what is wrong with you? she demaned now frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;- The lights, Josh said with a chuckle causing Hayley to blush, you actually cared that i would leave, Josh teased as he made his way back to the couch.&lt;br /&gt;- Wait, what is that all about? Hayley giggled as she felt his strong arms around her waist, Josh? she mumbled feeling his hot breath on her lips. But Josh didn't answer instead he kissed her knowing that most of his problems were out of the way now, it's just something Hayley still didn't know about.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;First Josh's phone begun to ring at first both decided to ignore it but it kept on ringing, laughing softly Hayley placed her hand on Josh's chest slightly pushing him away.&lt;br /&gt;- Where's your phone? she asked.&lt;br /&gt;- I don't want to answer that, Josh whispered planting a soft kiss againts her cheek.&lt;br /&gt;- Too bad, Hayley smirked and answered the call, dumbfound Josh realized that Hayley took the phone from his pocket.&lt;br /&gt;- How did you do that? he asked, shaking her head Hayley pressed the phone to her ear.&lt;br /&gt;- Oh Hello Mr.Farro, she grinned.&lt;br /&gt;- Give me the phone, Josh whispered.&lt;br /&gt;- Yes Josh's here, Hayley smiled.&lt;br /&gt;- Hayley! Josh hissed turning the lighs on and pulling on his shirt back, give me the phone-&lt;br /&gt;- He can't wait to speak to you, Hayley smiled as she sat up on the couch and smirked at Josh who waited for her to give him his phone back, oh of course, alright, see you soon than, she grinned and ended the call.&lt;br /&gt;- What? Josh demanded as she placed the phone into his hand, what did he say?&lt;br /&gt;- That he'll be there in ten minutes, she shrugged and smiled at him.&lt;br /&gt;- You're kidding, Josh whispered and run his hand through his hair.&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah right, she chuckled, he even recognized me, she smiled.&lt;br /&gt;- How could he? Josh asked looking around the room nervously, he than looked at Hayley and blshed lightly.&lt;br /&gt;- What? she whispered, you want me to leave? she asked quietly.&lt;br /&gt;- No, of course not, Josh shook his head and kissed her softly, no, i don't want you to leave just, put your shirt back on, please, he whispered. Chuckling Hayley grabbed her shirt.&lt;br /&gt;- How does my father know you? Josh trailed off.&lt;br /&gt;- I guess from that party or from you, she chuckled.&lt;br /&gt;- It must be from the party, Josh said quickly and looked down.&lt;br /&gt;- Aw you told your father about me, Hayley grinned and placed her hand on his knee, huh?&lt;br /&gt;- Not really, Josh trailed off, he asked me about you back at that party and i said you were just a friend.&lt;br /&gt;- Obviously, Hayley smiled, but we weren't even friends back than, she chuckled.&lt;br /&gt;- We were, Josh smiled and looked into her eyes, i really want this to work somehow Hayley, he said and stroke her cheek. &lt;br /&gt;- Who would've thought, she smiled and kissed him softly, me too. Just when Josh decided to tell her who he spoke to today the bell rang.&lt;br /&gt;- I'll get it! Hayley grinned quickly leaving the couch and walking towards the door, Josh chewed into his lipring and followed after her, nice to see you, Hayley smiled, come in.&lt;br /&gt;- Dad, Josh smiled nervoulsy, Josh's father smiled and looked at Hayley than back at Josh who sighed softly.&lt;br /&gt;- I see that a lot of things changed since the last time i came here, Mr.Farro said as he walked in and took off his coat, Josh took it from him and hung it.&lt;br /&gt;- What do you mean dad? he asked, i only bought a new carpet, he said, Hayley chewed into her lip preventing herself from laughing.&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah it must be the carpet Josh, she said trying to sound serious, Josh glanced at her and shook his head slightly, would you like some coffee or tea, Mr. um, Farro, Hayley said and mouthed a sorry to Josh since it was the first time she've heard his last name.&lt;br /&gt;- Tea would be fine, thank you um-&lt;br /&gt;- Hayley, Hayley giggled while filling the kettle with water and glancing at Josh who stood by the couch awkwardly while his father sat down on the armchair.&lt;br /&gt;- Sit down, son, Mr.Farro chuckled.&lt;br /&gt;- Right, Josh mumbled and slid into the couch, he chewed hard into his lipring seeing that Hayley's shoes were on the floor by the other side of the couch, he was in a way glad that they didn't go way to far, he wouldn't want his father to notice anything, at last not yet. Josh knew he was ready to be with Hayley, for the first time in his life he was ready to be happy and to make somebody happy, he was affraid that he might loose Hayley at any minute but he wasn't affraid of what was to come, he was ready to protect her and he knew he had to.&lt;br /&gt;- So what changed here? Hayley asked as she placed a cup of tea in front of Josh's father and sat down next to Josh on the couch, he blushed lightly as she moved right close to him and slid her hand on top of his.&lt;br /&gt;- Well there's a beautiful girl by my son's side, Mr.farro smiled and took a sip of tea.&lt;br /&gt;- Thanks, Hayley chuckled and glanced at Josh who couldn't help but to smile back.&lt;br /&gt;- It's been a while now, Mr.Farro said, Josh glanced at him nervously chewing into his lipring, ever since his previous girlfriend left it was hard for him to move on-&lt;br /&gt;- Dad, i can tell that story to Hayley by my self, can't i? Josh cut him off and didn't dare to look at Hayley.&lt;br /&gt;- Of course, i'm so sorry, i'm just happy to see you happy, Mr.farro smiled, i guess i shold visit this place more often to see how you live and to see this pretty girl next to you, he said nodidng towards Hayley who blushed lightly at his words.&lt;br /&gt;- You know you two should come to our house sometime, Josh how come you kept this away from us? Josh's father asked nodding towards Hayley who looked down.&lt;br /&gt;- Well let's say it was a bit spontaneous, Josh breathed out and tightened his grip on Hayley's hand.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Saying goodbye to his father one last time Josh closed the door and took a deep breath before he could face Hayley. He chewed into his lipring as he found the living room empty and heard the water running in the shower, sighing softly Josh picked the empty cup from the table and carried to the kitchen area. After cleaning the kitchen a bit, Josh turned off the lights and carefully walked into the bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;- Hayley, are you, are you mad? he asked softly as he found Hayley sitting on the bed wearing a cropped white&amp;nbsp; tee shirt and some green shorts, than he noticed that she&amp;nbsp; was listeing to his i-pod, sighing softly he sat down on the bed and watched her, she seemed to be so lost in the music that coudn't even see him there.&lt;br /&gt;Smiling softly Josh moved closer before leaning in and kissing her on the lips, before he could pull away Hayley kissed him back. Josh felt himself being pushed into his back with Hayley kissing him furiously on the lips.&lt;br /&gt;- Are you really happy with me? Hayley whispered breathlessly as she rested her forehead againts his.&lt;br /&gt;- I am, he whispered, of course i am, so you're not mad?&lt;br /&gt;- Because you had a girlfriend before? Hayley chuckled, i woud be mad if you acted just like i act, you know?&lt;br /&gt;- I just hope you won't act that way anymore, Josh mumbled.&lt;br /&gt;- If you don't give me a reason to, Hayley smiled and traced patters againts Josh's stomach.&lt;br /&gt;- I'm sure i won't, i won't ever let you go, Josh whispered and stared into Hayley's emrald eyes, she smiled softly.&lt;br /&gt;- You're dad is sweet, she said, so who was that girl-&lt;br /&gt;- Please, do we have to talk about this now? Josh asked mentionning both of them laying in each other's arms.&lt;br /&gt;- I guess an other time than, Hayley sighed, i think your father likes me.&lt;br /&gt;- He does, Josh chuckled, it's incredible, he added.&lt;br /&gt;- Oh so people are usually hating me? Hayley whispered.&lt;br /&gt;- No, i didn't mean it that way, i'm sorry-&lt;br /&gt;- Hey, people usually hate me Josh, Hayley laughed.&lt;br /&gt;- I was just nervous on how he would react, Josh sighed.&lt;br /&gt;- I guess that's a normal thing, Hayley chuckled, man, you dad believed that we're together or something, she trailed off.&lt;br /&gt;- So, are we? Josh whispered&amp;nbsp; and moved some hair away from Hayley's forehead, chewing into her lip Hayley nodded her head. Smiling Josh pulled her into an other kiss hoping that he would be able to tell her everything tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;
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So &amp;ldquo;Here we go again&amp;rdquo; finally I&amp;rsquo;ve come to update after a long freaking weak, and trust me I feel horrible for not updating sooner. Anyways thanks to anyone who&amp;rsquo;s still reading Hope you enjoy the drama.
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&amp;nbsp;

&amp;nbsp;

(Hayley&amp;rsquo;s P.O.V)

&amp;nbsp;

Pulling on my Pajama pants at the top of the stairs and Josh&amp;rsquo;s t-shit just I reached the door, I ran my fingers though my messy hair, to make myself somewhat presentable for whom ever was at the door.

&amp;nbsp;

As I opened the door I was taken back with shock, just like the other day when I came down stairs to find Josh taking to four men from the F.B.I, but there was something different about these men. They didn&amp;rsquo;t seem to be a part of any type of law enforcement or government agencies despite the way they were well dressed in similar nice suites.

&amp;nbsp;

&amp;ldquo;Look we&amp;rsquo;ve spoken to the F.B.I yesterday; we don&amp;rsquo;t know where Jenna is; so please just leave us alone.&amp;rdquo; I exclaimed annoyed before starting to close the door. Something was stopping the door from closing, and fear began to set in. I glanced down hoping to only find a front foot stopping the door from closing , but that&amp;rsquo;s not what I found.

&amp;nbsp;

Staring down at the gun barrel wedged between the door and the frame fear had completely set in; these men were not here to hear our side of the story they were here to kill us, and it was all because of Jenna.

&amp;nbsp;

Pushing the door open with no effort the six strange men force their way inside. Standing there in fear, I decided the best thing for me to do is not to run, or there would be a bullet in some part of my body for sure. &amp;ldquo;Check her out, make sure she isn&amp;rsquo;t armed. &amp;ldquo;The tall thin man with slicked back blonde hair ordered. The no name man next to him puts his gun away, as he walks over to me. Now invading my personal space the no name man began to pat me do, running his grimy hands all over my body. I felt disgusted and violated, but the only thing going on in my mind was, how in the hell had did Josh not heard anything since then men barged in.

&amp;nbsp;

&amp;ldquo;Is there anyone else here, don&amp;rsquo;t want to put a bullet in an innocent person.&amp;rdquo; The blonde smirks evilly.&amp;rdquo;

&amp;nbsp;

&amp;ldquo;My&amp;hellip;.my boyfriend is up stairs, please don&amp;rsquo;t hurt us. We don&amp;rsquo;t know where&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; I start, but was cut off by the blonde man who was definitely in charged.

&amp;nbsp;

&amp;ldquo;I seemed to have only asked you one specific question, not where someone is at?&amp;rdquo; He spat, pointing the gun at me once more. &amp;ldquo;You talk when I tell you to, you got that?&amp;rdquo; He continues to wave is gun in my face. I only nod terrified of what the men were going to do.

&amp;nbsp;

&amp;ldquo;G&amp;eacute;rard, Louis, Martin, find the boy toy and make sure no one else is here?&amp;rdquo; The blonde ordered to his men. Three of the six men nod, before scrambling about leaving me with the blonde and two others. Within seconds I hear Josh curse, before a loud commotion breaks out upstairs. I hear Josh scream out in pain.

&amp;nbsp;

&amp;ldquo;JOSH!&amp;rdquo; I scream horrified at could be happening to him at that very moment. Two of the three men down stairs with me grab hold of each of my arms, forcing me to sit down on the couch as I try to make an escape to help Josh. &amp;ldquo;Shut her up the blonde orders as I continue to scream for Josh.

&amp;nbsp;

I&amp;rsquo;m instantly silenced, by a back hand to the face, and a gun aimed at my head. Tears slip from my eyes as I held my burning cheek. No one had ever been that curled to me, no one. My head then snaps in the direction of the stairs as I hear a loud thump from upstairs. Something had fallen, and I knew it was Josh.

&amp;nbsp;

I could do nothing but watch defenselessly as the three men carried by boyfriend&amp;rsquo;s limp body down the stairs, before dumping him onto the couch next to me; wincing as his injured leg hit the corner of the coffee table, I knew he was in excruciating pain.

&amp;nbsp;

&amp;ldquo;Oh god baby are you ok?&amp;rdquo; Was Josh&amp;rsquo;s first question, though he himself was the one in more pain? At that moment I knew he loved me, and I would no longer doubt him, but what was most important was how in the hell would we make it out of here alive.

&amp;nbsp;

&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m fine, but are you ok, I heard you fall and your leg.&amp;rdquo; I say with much sympathy.

&amp;nbsp;

&amp;ldquo;SHUT&amp;hellip; THE...FUCK&amp;hellip; UP, or I&amp;rsquo;ll put a bullet in both of you.&amp;rdquo; The Blonde spat beyond angrily. Jumping at his tone Josh wraps his arm around me securely. &amp;ldquo;Now that I have your attention, your little girlfriend here told me that you spoke to the F.B.I&amp;rdquo; He smirked.

&amp;nbsp;

&amp;ldquo;Yes but we don&amp;rsquo;t know we don&amp;rsquo;t know where Jenna is or what she&amp;rsquo;s done.&amp;rdquo; Josh quickly explains desperately.

&amp;nbsp;

&amp;ldquo;I know you&amp;rsquo;ve seen Jenna recently, she dropped her kid off her here. So if you can&amp;rsquo;t tell us were Jenna is at, then we&amp;rsquo;ll just have to take the two of you and the little brat as collateral. You know Ms. William&amp;rsquo;s I&amp;rsquo;m a big fan, and I&amp;rsquo;d love to have you on my personal staff if you know what I mean.&amp;rdquo; The blond smirks. Josh tightens his grip on me protectively.

&amp;nbsp;

&amp;ldquo;That will never happen, so just tell what the fuck you want? Why is everyone after Jenna and what does it have to do with us?&amp;rdquo; Josh spoke bravely, not caring that the men holding us hostage were all armed and dangerous.

&amp;nbsp;

&amp;ldquo;Tough guys I see?&amp;rdquo; The blonde let out an amusing chuckled as did the others. &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;ll tell you what that bitch did. SHE STOLE MY FUCKING MONEY. TEN FUCKING MILLION DOLLARS.&amp;rdquo; He shouted. &amp;ldquo;And what has to do with you well; if she&amp;rsquo;s not going to give my money back, then someone is going to pay weather it&amp;rsquo;s with money or blood.&amp;rdquo; He said with no remorse. I stared at Josh bewildered. Wondering what could Jenna have needed with that much money, but more importantly what had she done with? Why had she stolen it from these bad people and why did she lead them to our doorsteps.

&amp;nbsp;

&amp;ldquo;Look we can get you your money back, we just need time. Please.&amp;rdquo; Josh pleaded for our lives.

&amp;nbsp;

&amp;ldquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t think you can.&amp;rdquo; The blonde&amp;rsquo;s words made me trimble in fear. What did he mean? Were Josh and I going to die now. &amp;ldquo;But everyone deserves to a chance to live, you have forty-eight hours to return my damn money, or you two will be sleeping with the fishes. And don&amp;rsquo;t even think about running, or trying to contact the F.B.I. You&amp;rsquo;ll only worsen things for yourselves&amp;hellip;&amp;hellip;

&amp;nbsp;

xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox

&amp;nbsp;

An hour had passed since the men left. Josh and I remained sitting on the couch, trying to think of a way to save our own lives. We couldn&amp;rsquo;t go to the cop or tell anyone else, because it would be like suicide.

&amp;nbsp;

&amp;ldquo;I can&amp;rsquo;t believe she&amp;rsquo;d fucking do this to us.&amp;rdquo; Josh finally snapped and stood from the couch and began to pace around the living room.

&amp;nbsp;

&amp;ldquo;Josh please just calm down.&amp;rdquo; I stood placing a hand on his shoulder. &amp;ldquo;We have bigger problems to worry about. We have to find a way to get this money.

&amp;nbsp;

&amp;ldquo;What are you suggesting we rob a bank, because &amp;ldquo;I sure as hell don&amp;rsquo;t have that kind of money Hayley??&amp;rdquo; Josh snapped frustrated at me.

&amp;nbsp;

&amp;ldquo;Of course that&amp;rsquo;s not what I&amp;rsquo;m suggesting, but sitting here begin angry with Jenna isn&amp;rsquo;t going to help us.&amp;rdquo; I said as calmly as can get in a situation like this.

&amp;nbsp;

&amp;ldquo;So you&amp;rsquo;re taking up for her now?&amp;rdquo; Josh snapped.

&amp;nbsp;

&amp;ldquo;Taking up for her? I&amp;rsquo;m not taking up for anyone Josh, but excuse me for wanting to live to see my twenty-seventh birthday.&amp;rdquo; I snapped angrily. How could he even think I gave a shit about Jenna? My life was on the line and so was his.

&amp;nbsp;

&amp;ldquo;Look I&amp;rsquo;m sorry Hayles, but how do you expect to get ten-million dollars in two day?&amp;rdquo; Josh asked sadly.

&amp;nbsp;

&amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t know, but we have to think of something.

&amp;nbsp;

Another hour passed and nothing was thought of. Josh and I called his parent&amp;rsquo;s and asked them if they could watch Adam for the remainder of the day; if these guys were going to kill us so easily, there was no telling what they would to an innocent child. If they didn&amp;rsquo;t know where Adam was they couldn&amp;rsquo;t harm him.

&amp;nbsp;

As a small idea popped into my head I climbed from the couch and went to the kitchen to use the phone. I knew it wouldn&amp;rsquo;t be all the money we needed but, maybe, just maybe if we showed the bad men that we were trying to get the money back, they would give us an extension, until the band was back on the road and touring.

&amp;nbsp;

&amp;ldquo;Who was that?&amp;rdquo; Josh questioned as I ended the call.

&amp;nbsp;

&amp;ldquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t worry about it. I&amp;rsquo;ll be back in a hour.&amp;rdquo; I said walking past Josh and headed upstairs to shower and change out of my pj&amp;rsquo;s.

&amp;nbsp;

&amp;ldquo;Hayley who was that, you know it&amp;rsquo;s not really the best time to start keep secrets.&amp;rdquo;

&amp;nbsp;

&amp;ldquo;Fine it was the bank Josh, I have a little over six million in the bank, and that&amp;rsquo;s going to help us out a lot.&amp;rdquo; I explained.

&amp;nbsp;

&amp;ldquo;Hayles I can&amp;rsquo;t ask you to give away your money like that, this is my problem; Jenna is my ex-wife.&amp;rdquo; Josh says blocking my way to enterer the bathroom.

&amp;nbsp;

&amp;ldquo;No Josh this is our problem, both of our lives are at risk here. My life, your life is more than this this money. Money we can always earn back.&amp;rdquo; I pushed pass Josh closing and locking the bathroom door behind me.

&amp;nbsp;

Standing in the shower, with the warm water falling over every inch of my body I could feel the weight of the world sitting on my shoulders. How did I get myself into this? I found myself sitting on the shower floor crying, though soon I became furious like Josh had been early. This was all Jenna&amp;rsquo;s fault, she&amp;rsquo;s somewhere on the run while Josh and I were fighting to see another day.

&amp;nbsp;

&amp;ldquo;Are you sure you don&amp;rsquo;t won&amp;rsquo;t me to go with you?&amp;rdquo; Josh asked sitting on the edge of our bed as I dressed myself.

&amp;nbsp;

&amp;ldquo;No, I&amp;rsquo;ll be fine.&amp;rdquo; I assured him pulling on my shoes before heading towards the door.

&amp;nbsp;

&amp;ldquo;Be careful.&amp;rdquo; Josh stops me before I could leave the room. &amp;ldquo;I love you.&amp;rdquo; He pulls me into a long much needed hug.

&amp;nbsp;

&amp;ldquo;I love you too.&amp;rdquo; I whispered kissing him every so gently, before pulling away and made it downstairs. Waving at Josh one final time I backed my car out of the driveway and drove off to the bank to retrieve my hard earned money to give to an evil man who was probably a drug dealer.

&amp;nbsp;

xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox

&amp;nbsp;

(Josh&amp;rsquo;s P.O.V)

&amp;nbsp;

&amp;nbsp;

&amp;nbsp;

Watching Hayley leave was the hardest thing I had ever witness. Deep down I had a feeling that I was never going to see her again, but I knew Hayley I knew that she wouldn&amp;rsquo;t leave me now. Maybe it was a part of me that wished she wouldn&amp;rsquo;t come back. I hated myself that she was in this with me. If I hadn&amp;rsquo;t pretended to suffer from amnesia maybe we still would have been on non-speaking terms right now, and this wouldn&amp;rsquo;t be happening to her.

&amp;nbsp;

Sighing heavily I pushed myself off the bed that I had though myself onto after Hayley left. I couldn&amp;rsquo;t depend on her to find all of this money herself. If she was going to clean out her banking account I had to do the same.

&amp;nbsp;

After taking a quick shower I pulled on some casual clothes and headed to my bank. I knew I wouldn&amp;rsquo;t have as much as Hayley but at least I would be contributing all that I had.

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&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080;&quot;&gt;(Hayley&amp;rsquo;s P.O.V)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;Pulling on my Pajama pants at the top of the stairs and Josh&amp;rsquo;s t-shit just I reached the door, I ran my fingers though my messy hair, to make myself somewhat presentable for whom ever was at the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;As I opened the door I was taken back with shock, just like the other day when I came down stairs to find Josh taking to four men from the F.B.I, but there was something different about these men. They didn&amp;rsquo;t seem to be a part of any type of law enforcement or government agencies despite the way they were well dressed in similar nice suites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Look we&amp;rsquo;ve spoken to the F.B.I yesterday; we don&amp;rsquo;t know where Jenna is; so please just leave us alone.&amp;rdquo; I exclaimed annoyed before starting to close the door. Something was stopping the door from closing, and fear began to set in. I glanced down hoping to only find a front foot stopping the door from closing , but that&amp;rsquo;s not what I found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;Staring down at the gun barrel wedged between the door and the frame fear had completely set in; these men were not here to hear our side of the story they were here to kill us, and it was all because of Jenna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;Pushing the door open with no effort the six strange men force their way inside. Standing there in fear, I decided the best thing for me to do is not to run, or there would be a bullet in some part of my body for sure. &amp;ldquo;Check her out, make sure she isn&amp;rsquo;t armed. &amp;ldquo;The tall thin man with slicked back blonde hair ordered. The no name man next to him puts his gun away, as he walks over to me. Now invading my personal space the no name man began to pat me do, running his grimy hands all over my body. I felt disgusted and violated, but the only thing going on in my mind was, how in the hell had did Josh not heard anything since then men barged in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Is there anyone else here, don&amp;rsquo;t want to put a bullet in an innocent person.&amp;rdquo; The blonde smirks evilly.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;My&amp;hellip;.my boyfriend is up stairs, please don&amp;rsquo;t hurt us. We don&amp;rsquo;t know where&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; I start, but was cut off by the blonde man who was definitely in charged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I seemed to have only asked you one specific question, not where someone is at?&amp;rdquo; He spat, pointing the gun at me once more. &amp;ldquo;You talk when I tell you to, you got that?&amp;rdquo; He continues to wave is gun in my face. I only nod terrified of what the men were going to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;G&amp;eacute;rard, Louis, Martin, find the boy toy and make sure no one else is here?&amp;rdquo; The blonde ordered to his men. Three of the six men nod, before scrambling about leaving me with the blonde and two others. Within seconds I hear Josh curse, before a loud commotion breaks out upstairs. I hear Josh scream out in pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;JOSH!&amp;rdquo; I scream horrified at could be happening to him at that very moment. Two of the three men down stairs with me grab hold of each of my arms, forcing me to sit down on the couch as I try to make an escape to help Josh. &amp;ldquo;Shut her up the blonde orders as I continue to scream for Josh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;I&amp;rsquo;m instantly silenced, by a back hand to the face, and a gun aimed at my head. Tears slip from my eyes as I held my burning cheek. No one had ever been that curled to me, no one. My head then snaps in the direction of the stairs as I hear a loud thump from upstairs. Something had fallen, and I knew it was Josh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;I could do nothing but watch defenselessly as the three men carried by boyfriend&amp;rsquo;s limp body down the stairs, before dumping him onto the couch next to me; wincing as his injured leg hit the corner of the coffee table, I knew he was in excruciating pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh god baby are you ok?&amp;rdquo; Was Josh&amp;rsquo;s first question, though he himself was the one in more pain? At that moment I knew he loved me, and I would no longer doubt him, but what was most important was how in the hell would we make it out of here alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m fine, but are you ok, I heard you fall and your leg.&amp;rdquo; I say with much sympathy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;SHUT&amp;hellip; THE...FUCK&amp;hellip; UP, or I&amp;rsquo;ll put a bullet in both of you.&amp;rdquo; The Blonde spat beyond angrily. Jumping at his tone Josh wraps his arm around me securely. &amp;ldquo;Now that I have your attention, your little girlfriend here told me that you spoke to the F.B.I&amp;rdquo; He smirked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yes but we don&amp;rsquo;t know we don&amp;rsquo;t know where Jenna is or what she&amp;rsquo;s done.&amp;rdquo; Josh quickly explains desperately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I know you&amp;rsquo;ve seen Jenna recently, she dropped her kid off her here. So if you can&amp;rsquo;t tell us were Jenna is at, then we&amp;rsquo;ll just have to take the two of you and the little brat as collateral. You know Ms. William&amp;rsquo;s I&amp;rsquo;m a big fan, and I&amp;rsquo;d love to have you on my personal staff if you know what I mean.&amp;rdquo; The blond smirks. Josh tightens his grip on me protectively.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;That will never happen, so just tell what the fuck you want? Why is everyone after Jenna and what does it have to do with us?&amp;rdquo; Josh spoke bravely, not caring that the men holding us hostage were all armed and dangerous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Tough guys I see?&amp;rdquo; The blonde let out an amusing chuckled as did the others. &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;ll tell you what that bitch did. SHE STOLE MY FUCKING MONEY. TEN FUCKING MILLION DOLLARS.&amp;rdquo; He shouted. &amp;ldquo;And what has to do with you well; if she&amp;rsquo;s not going to give my money back, then someone is going to pay weather it&amp;rsquo;s with money or blood.&amp;rdquo; He said with no remorse. I stared at Josh bewildered. Wondering what could Jenna have needed with that much money, but more importantly what had she done with? Why had she stolen it from these bad people and why did she lead them to our doorsteps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Look we can get you your money back, we just need time. Please.&amp;rdquo; Josh pleaded for our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t think you can.&amp;rdquo; The blonde&amp;rsquo;s words made me trimble in fear. What did he mean? Were Josh and I going to die now. &amp;ldquo;But everyone deserves to a chance to live, you have forty-eight hours to return my damn money, or you two will be sleeping with the fishes. And don&amp;rsquo;t even think about running, or trying to contact the F.B.I. You&amp;rsquo;ll only worsen things for yourselves&amp;hellip;&amp;hellip;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;An hour had passed since the men left. Josh and I remained sitting on the couch, trying to think of a way to save our own lives. We couldn&amp;rsquo;t go to the cop or tell anyone else, because it would be like suicide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I can&amp;rsquo;t believe she&amp;rsquo;d fucking do this to us.&amp;rdquo; Josh finally snapped and stood from the couch and began to pace around the living room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Josh please just calm down.&amp;rdquo; I stood placing a hand on his shoulder. &amp;ldquo;We have bigger problems to worry about. We have to find a way to get this money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What are you suggesting we rob a bank, because &amp;ldquo;I sure as hell don&amp;rsquo;t have that kind of money Hayley??&amp;rdquo; Josh snapped frustrated at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Of course that&amp;rsquo;s not what I&amp;rsquo;m suggesting, but sitting here begin angry with Jenna isn&amp;rsquo;t going to help us.&amp;rdquo; I said as calmly as can get in a situation like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;So you&amp;rsquo;re taking up for her now?&amp;rdquo; Josh snapped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Taking up for her? I&amp;rsquo;m not taking up for anyone Josh, but excuse me for wanting to live to see my twenty-seventh birthday.&amp;rdquo; I snapped angrily. How could he even think I gave a shit about Jenna? My life was on the line and so was his.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Look I&amp;rsquo;m sorry Hayles, but how do you expect to get ten-million dollars in two day?&amp;rdquo; Josh asked sadly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t know, but we have to think of something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;Another hour passed and nothing was thought of. Josh and I called his parent&amp;rsquo;s and asked them if they could watch Adam for the remainder of the day; if these guys were going to kill us so easily, there was no telling what they would to an innocent child. If they didn&amp;rsquo;t know where Adam was they couldn&amp;rsquo;t harm him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;As a small idea popped into my head I climbed from the couch and went to the kitchen to use the phone. I knew it wouldn&amp;rsquo;t be all the money we needed but, maybe, just maybe if we showed the bad men that we were trying to get the money back, they would give us an extension, until the band was back on the road and touring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Who was that?&amp;rdquo; Josh questioned as I ended the call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t worry about it. I&amp;rsquo;ll be back in a hour.&amp;rdquo; I said walking past Josh and headed upstairs to shower and change out of my pj&amp;rsquo;s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hayley who was that, you know it&amp;rsquo;s not really the best time to start keep secrets.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Fine it was the bank Josh, I have a little over six million in the bank, and that&amp;rsquo;s going to help us out a lot.&amp;rdquo; I explained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hayles I can&amp;rsquo;t ask you to give away your money like that, this is my problem; Jenna is my ex-wife.&amp;rdquo; Josh says blocking my way to enterer the bathroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;No Josh this is our problem, both of our lives are at risk here. My life, your life is more than this this money. Money we can always earn back.&amp;rdquo; I pushed pass Josh closing and locking the bathroom door behind me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;Standing in the shower, with the warm water falling over every inch of my body I could feel the weight of the world sitting on my shoulders. How did I get myself into this? I found myself sitting on the shower floor crying, though soon I became furious like Josh had been early. This was all Jenna&amp;rsquo;s fault, she&amp;rsquo;s somewhere on the run while Josh and I were fighting to see another day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Are you sure you don&amp;rsquo;t won&amp;rsquo;t me to go with you?&amp;rdquo; Josh asked sitting on the edge of our bed as I dressed myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;No, I&amp;rsquo;ll be fine.&amp;rdquo; I assured him pulling on my shoes before heading towards the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Be careful.&amp;rdquo; Josh stops me before I could leave the room. &amp;ldquo;I love you.&amp;rdquo; He pulls me into a long much needed hug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I love you too.&amp;rdquo; I whispered kissing him every so gently, before pulling away and made it downstairs. Waving at Josh one final time I backed my car out of the driveway and drove off to the bank to retrieve my hard earned money to give to an evil man who was probably a drug dealer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;(Josh&amp;rsquo;s P.O.V)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;Watching Hayley leave was the hardest thing I had ever witness. Deep down I had a feeling that I was never going to see her again, but I knew Hayley I knew that she wouldn&amp;rsquo;t leave me now. Maybe it was a part of me that wished she wouldn&amp;rsquo;t come back. I hated myself that she was in this with me. If I hadn&amp;rsquo;t pretended to suffer from amnesia maybe we still would have been on non-speaking terms right now, and this wouldn&amp;rsquo;t be happening to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center; line-height: normal; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 282.55pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008080; font-family: 'Californian FB','serif'; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Freehand591 BT';&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;Sighing heavily I pushed myself off the bed that I had though myself onto after Hayley left. I couldn&amp;rsquo;t depend on her to find all of this money herself. If she was going to clean out her banking account I had to do the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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    <title><![CDATA[A Fragment of Light - Chapter 25]]></title>
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Hi! Here's the next chapter, finally!! things get heated up... Enjooooooy &amp;lt;3
25.
After Laura had left and I had convinced her not to get Josh involved again (which I hoped she wouldn&amp;rsquo;t), I went inside my house. But something was wrong. Incredibly wrong. The door was open to start with; I noticed by pushing on it lightly with my key in the keyhole. Lamps were on though there seemed to be no one home and that&amp;rsquo;s just it, no one was home. I looked around but there didn&amp;rsquo;t seem to be anything missing. Things were neatly on their places so we hadn&amp;rsquo;t suffered a break-in at least. 
After taking off my converse, I went up the stairs, aiming for my room and that was when I heard sounds. Quick, swishing sounds and I immediately froze. Maybe I was wrong. Maybe I wasn&amp;rsquo;t alone after all. Maybe I had just interrupted the break-in. It sounded like it was coming from my room as well, which made me even more tensed. What the hell was this? There couldn&amp;rsquo;t be a more convenient timing for a break-in, I annoyingly thought. I was surprised that fear for the possible burglars weren&amp;rsquo;t washing over me as much as irritation did. So I headed for my room. If we had burglars, I sure as hell wasn&amp;rsquo;t going to hide and let them steal whatever they were going to.
The door to my room was completely open, so I knew that as soon as I stood in front of it, they&amp;rsquo;d see me. I walked up carefully. Okay, so maybe I was a bit scared. But I still wanted to rat these bastards out, so I took a step in and I nearly fell for what my eyes caught instead. Turns out, I was completely wrong. 1, I wasn&amp;rsquo;t home alone. 2, I wasn&amp;rsquo;t interrupting any burglars because 3, we didn&amp;rsquo;t have a break-in at all. Or, depended on how you saw it. And right now, I saw John, grandma Lily and Linda searching through my room. Linda was by my desk, lifting papers while Lily was going through my closet and John was crouched by the bed. I was surprised they were all so focused that they didn&amp;rsquo;t even notice me.
&amp;ldquo;What the hell are you doing?&amp;rdquo; I asked angrily, stepping inside. 
I saw relief hit Linda&amp;rsquo;s face, while Lily didn&amp;rsquo;t even have seemed to have heard me and John was still crouched by the bed, whether he heard me or not. I impatiently waited for an answer.
&amp;ldquo;Oh, Hayley, you&amp;rsquo;re here. Thank God.&amp;rdquo; Linda said and that seemed to wake Lily up.
&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Hayley!&amp;rdquo; Lily said, coming towards me. Our fight still remained fresh to me and I wasn&amp;rsquo;t quite willing to hug her yet. She saw the look on my face and seemed to take the hint.
&amp;ldquo;Will someone answer the question of why you are all going through my stuff?!&amp;rdquo; I asked, looking at them all. Linda shot a glance towards Lily.
&amp;ldquo;Well, as soon as Lily told us that you were gone, we thought that you might have escaped..and so we all arrived at home the same time and then, accidently, without locking the door, we went towards your room to search if there were any hints that you were planning to leave.&amp;rdquo; Linda explained with a bit uncertainty. She then smiled at me. &amp;nbsp;
As I thought then&amp;hellip;
&amp;ldquo;So? That still doesn&amp;rsquo;t give you permission to search through my personal things. Obviously, I haven&amp;rsquo;t escaped.&amp;rdquo; I stated, with a tone of irritation and tiredness, while taking a garnet out of Lily&amp;rsquo;s hand and putting it back in the closet.
Then John came in out of nowhere, looking at me for the first time.
&amp;ldquo;Well, not yet at least.&amp;rdquo; He said suspiciously, pulling out my packed-and-ready suitcase. 
Crap. Shit. Double-crap-shit. I had almost forgotten that I had that suitcase under the bed. It reminded of the night at the office, since that was when I found out about the secret and started packing the suitcase. Honestly, I wasn&amp;rsquo;t planning on leaving now, not until I knew more about Cynthia. I rolled my eyes at him. I couldn&amp;rsquo;t play defeated by him now.
&amp;ldquo;I packed that suitcase a loooong time ago. You can&amp;rsquo;t really blame me for wanting to leave.&amp;rdquo; I asked, looking straight at him.
&amp;ldquo;Hayley! Don&amp;rsquo;t talk to your father like that!&amp;rdquo; Lily suddenly said. 
I looked away, pissed. I wondered if Lily had told John about the fight we had had and what the fight had been about. Either way, she couldn&amp;rsquo;t be putting at it for too long. Linda started to put back the papers she had touched on my desk, trying to behave occupied. John sighed, letting go of the suitcase.
&amp;ldquo;We&amp;rsquo;ll talk about this downstairs. Now.&amp;rdquo; 
~*~
&amp;nbsp;
The overall kitchen light was dimmed, making the room quite dark. The sun outside had been taken over by clouds and if you weren&amp;rsquo;t outside before, you wouldn&amp;rsquo;t actually have thought that the sun had been out today at all. John and I sat on either side of the kitchen table, while Lily and Linda stood by the sink behind him. He had made it clear to them, obviously, that this was between us. Whatever. Like they would just stand there and be quiet. 
But this was it, kinda. This was the moment I had been waiting for, wasn&amp;rsquo;t it? Confrontation. To tell him I knew everything, well, not everything, but the start of it at least and that there was no way he could hide it from me anymore. The fact that he or he and Lily had been hiding it from me all along, that they had been keeping it up this long.. I felt betrayed. Hurt. But most of all furious. Both at them and myself. How could I have let it go on for so long as well? Why didn&amp;rsquo;t I just tell them straight away? Sometimes I wasn&amp;rsquo;t really quite sure how I managed it all without exploding.
But none of that mattered now anyways, because here we were, sitting quietly by the table. John had never been good at starting a conversation but I wasn&amp;rsquo;t going to help him. He was the one who had put us here in the first place, so now he could have the pleasure of dealing with it. I looked at him; his brown hair, tired but focused blue-grey eyes and his grey suit covering his white shirt. He lifted his head, meeting my eyes.
&amp;ldquo;So, will you tell me where you went while you and Lily separated ways?&amp;rdquo; He asked, in a more gently tone than I imagined would come out of his mouth. I knew that would all change soon though.
&amp;ldquo;Does it matter?&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;Yes, it does! You are living in my house where my rules apply and I want to know where you go and what you do.&amp;rdquo; He said, pointing towards the table while speaking and the gentle tone was now long gone. I rolled my eyes and lifted my head towards the ceiling.
&amp;ldquo;Why? So you can make sure I don&amp;rsquo;t overdose again? That I don&amp;rsquo;t try to ki-&amp;ldquo;
&amp;ldquo;That&amp;rsquo;s enough. That was not my intention when putting you in the mental hospital. I did that to protect you.&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;Oh really? I just thought you wanted to lock me up and make my life a misery.&amp;rdquo; 
&amp;ldquo;Just stop, okay. Stop the sarcasm.&amp;rdquo; He said, putting a hand on his forehead while looking down. 
&amp;ldquo;Fine. Then you stop the lying.&amp;rdquo; I said, meeting his eyes and bending forward. 
&amp;ldquo;What are you talking about?&amp;rdquo; He asked, furrowing his eyebrows.
I squinted my eyes. How long did he think he could put up with it? The anger built inside of me like bricks being stapled on one another and I found it even hard to sit still on this kitchen chair.
&amp;ldquo;Do you really think I&amp;rsquo;m that stupid, John? What, Lily hasn&amp;rsquo;t already told you? I confronted her before about Cynthia! I know you two have been lying to me this whole time, keeping secrets about her. How you could do that?&amp;rdquo; I raged, feeling myself almost breaking apart. 
I held it together though. I lifted my eyes and saw Linda sending a confused glance at Lily who stood beside her. I guess she was just as clueless as I was, but quite frankly, I couldn&amp;rsquo;t really care about John&amp;rsquo;s relationship with her right now. I focused back on John. He took a deep breath while pressing his hands together simultaneously.
&amp;ldquo;Hayley, it&amp;rsquo;s not what you think. It&amp;rsquo;s..it&amp;rsquo;s complicated, okay.&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;John, what is going on? Do you know where Cynthia is?&amp;rdquo; Linda asked, looking at the back of his head with a confused look. Lily stiffened beside her, drawing her head back. 
&amp;ldquo;Linda, not now. Please. Lily,&amp;rdquo; John said. Lily took Linda by the arm, trying to lead her out of the room.
&amp;ldquo;Maybe it&amp;rsquo;s best we let Hayley and John talk about this.&amp;rdquo; 
But Linda struggled out of her grip, looking at her with a more furious look.
&amp;ldquo;No. You know where she is too. What is this? No. I am not leaving until someone tells me what&amp;rsquo;s going on. I have just as much right to be here as all of you. What&amp;rsquo;s going on?!&amp;rdquo; She asked, more loudly, coming closer towards me and John. I sharpened my eyes on John, sitting in front of me, looking worried. 
&amp;ldquo;Yeah, John. What&amp;rsquo;s going on?&amp;rdquo; I asked. 
&amp;ldquo;H-how did you even come across this, Hayley?&amp;rdquo; He began. 
I pushed myself out from the table, standing up on my feet. 
&amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;re seriously asking me that, right now?&amp;rdquo; This was it. I had had it.
&amp;ldquo;Hayley, listen-&amp;ldquo;
&amp;ldquo;No, John. You listen. All this time I&amp;rsquo;ve kept it all inside. But you know what? I&amp;rsquo;m done with it. I am going to find mom. Hell, I almost died because of mom and you still don&amp;rsquo;t get that. You either tell me where she is or I will find out myself. You can&amp;rsquo;t stop me from looking for her. None of you can.&amp;rdquo; I said sharply, looking over at Lily, who looked devastated, still holding a hand on Linda&amp;rsquo;s arm.
&amp;ldquo;She left us two years ago. She&amp;rsquo;s no good, Hayley. She made her decision and so we move on. We have to. There&amp;rsquo;s no point in bringing this back up again.&amp;rdquo; John said, looking at me pleadingly. Lily nodded.
&amp;ldquo;No, I know you want to tell me! I heard it! In your office, you said I had a right to know so don&amp;rsquo;t sit there and talk bullshit. Tell me!!&amp;rdquo; I shot back.
Lily covered her mouth. Maybe she remembered the night as well. 
&amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s not that simple, Hayley, please try and understand that all I have ever done is only for your own protection.&amp;rdquo; 
I sighed and shook my head.
&amp;ldquo;Fine, John. Have it your way.&amp;rdquo; I said and left the kitchen.
I ran quickly up the stairs, then into my room and grabbed the suitcase John had pulled out. I opened it and started shoving the content of my closet into it. Quickly scanning my desk I took what I thought would be necessary, and threw it in a small handbag. Phone, notebook, pen. Then at last, I looked towards my red wall, where the picture of Cynthia hung. I walked up to it, looking at her. Noise from the stairs came quickly and I heard John standing by the door.
&amp;ldquo;Hayley, what are you doing?!&amp;rdquo; He asked in an inpatient manner.
I grabbed the picture and took it down from the wall, shoving it into my bag. 
&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m leaving. I&amp;rsquo;m going to find mom.&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;Like hell you are. Put that suitcase down right now.&amp;rdquo; He said.
I ignored him. He refused to tell me where she was, so, I refused to put up with it anymore. I went past him with my suitcase, bag and leather jacket. He went after me down the stairs.
&amp;ldquo;Where are you even going to stay? You live here, this is your home, Hayley!!&amp;rdquo; He kept yelling.
&amp;ldquo;Not anymore.&amp;rdquo; I said.
Linda and Lily still stood by the table, eyeing my every move. Linda looked devastated, but not because of me leaving, but because the secrets John had been keeping came up to the surface to her now as well. Lily stopped my steps towards the door, grabbing my bag.
&amp;ldquo;Hayley, you can&amp;rsquo;t do this. You don&amp;rsquo;t know how dangerous it can be. Please, Hayley, listen to us!!&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;Let go of me. I&amp;rsquo;m going and you can&amp;rsquo;t stop me.&amp;rdquo; I took the bag back from her, then shoving my feet into my converse.
&amp;ldquo;Let her go.&amp;rdquo; Someone suddenly said.
We all froze. I looked and saw Linda, all teary eyed. Out of all people, I wouldn&amp;rsquo;t think she&amp;rsquo;d be the one to actually understand, due to our previous history of her ratting on me and all, but maybe she did. Either way, it made us all stop what we were doing. John looked at her.
&amp;ldquo;What, are you crazy?&amp;rdquo; He said.
Linda met my eyes, she wasn&amp;rsquo;t smiling at me, but she wasn&amp;rsquo;t mad at me either. Then she looked at John, walking towards him. 
&amp;ldquo;After the way you&amp;rsquo;ve been treating her, I don&amp;rsquo;t really blame her for wanting to leave. I- I need a break, John. I can&amp;rsquo;t deal with this now.&amp;rdquo; She said, walking past him to their bedroom. 
&amp;ldquo;A break? What..Linda, wait.&amp;rdquo; But she held up her hand, making him keep his distance. John looked like he was about to cry and that was the first time I&amp;rsquo;ve seen that look on him. There was nothing I could do about that now though. I couldn&amp;rsquo;t really prevent Linda from finding out about this, even if I wanted to. So, I gathered my things again, blinked and opened the door.
&amp;ldquo;Hayley, you can&amp;rsquo;t leave. You can&amp;rsquo;t leave because Cynthia is-&amp;ldquo;
But I kept on walking, hearing Lily&amp;rsquo;s voice becoming more and more distant. Nothing or no one could stop me now.
&amp;ldquo;-dead.&amp;rdquo; She said, her voice suddenly loud and clear in my ear.
&amp;ldquo;She&amp;rsquo;s dead..&amp;rdquo; She repeated, standing behind me.
Now that made me stop. With one hand twitch, I dropped my suitcase, paralyzed by the words. 
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&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: courier new,courier; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;After Laura had left and I had convinced her not to get Josh involved again (which I hoped she wouldn&amp;rsquo;t), I went inside my house. But something was wrong. Incredibly wrong. The door was open to start with; I noticed by pushing on it lightly with my key in the keyhole. Lamps were on though there seemed to be no one home and that&amp;rsquo;s just it, no one was home. I looked around but there didn&amp;rsquo;t seem to be anything missing. Things were neatly on their places so we hadn&amp;rsquo;t suffered a break-in at least. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;After taking off my converse, I went up the stairs, aiming for my room and that was when I heard sounds. Quick, swishing sounds and I immediately froze. Maybe I was wrong. Maybe I wasn&amp;rsquo;t alone after all. Maybe I had just interrupted the break-in. It sounded like it was coming from my room as well, which made me even more tensed. What the hell was this? There couldn&amp;rsquo;t be a more convenient timing for a break-in, I annoyingly thought. I was surprised that fear for the possible burglars weren&amp;rsquo;t washing over me as much as irritation did. So I headed for my room. If we had burglars, I sure as hell wasn&amp;rsquo;t going to hide and let them steal whatever they were going to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;The door to my room was completely open, so I knew that as soon as I stood in front of it, they&amp;rsquo;d see me. I walked up carefully. Okay, so maybe I was a bit scared. But I still wanted to rat these bastards out, so I took a step in and I nearly fell for what my eyes caught instead. Turns out, I was completely wrong. 1, I wasn&amp;rsquo;t home alone. 2, I wasn&amp;rsquo;t interrupting any burglars because 3, we didn&amp;rsquo;t have a break-in at all. Or, depended on how you saw it. And right now, I saw John, grandma Lily and Linda searching through my room. Linda was by my desk, lifting papers while Lily was going through my closet and John was crouched by the bed. I was surprised they were all so focused that they didn&amp;rsquo;t even notice me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;What the hell are you doing?&amp;rdquo; I asked angrily, stepping inside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;I saw relief hit Linda&amp;rsquo;s face, while Lily didn&amp;rsquo;t even have seemed to have heard me and John was still crouched by the bed, whether he heard me or not. I impatiently waited for an answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh, Hayley, you&amp;rsquo;re here. Thank God.&amp;rdquo; Linda said and that seemed to wake Lily up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Hayley!&amp;rdquo; Lily said, coming towards me. Our fight still remained fresh to me and I wasn&amp;rsquo;t quite willing to hug her yet. She saw the look on my face and seemed to take the hint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;Will someone answer the question of why you are all going through my stuff?!&amp;rdquo; I asked, looking at them all. Linda shot a glance towards Lily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;Well, as soon as Lily told us that you were gone, we thought that you might have escaped..and so we all arrived at home the same time and then, accidently, without locking the door, we went towards your room to search if there were any hints that you were planning to leave.&amp;rdquo; Linda explained with a bit uncertainty. She then smiled at me. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;As I thought then&amp;hellip;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;So? That still doesn&amp;rsquo;t give you permission to search through my personal things. Obviously, I haven&amp;rsquo;t escaped.&amp;rdquo; I stated, with a tone of irritation and tiredness, while taking a garnet out of Lily&amp;rsquo;s hand and putting it back in the closet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Then John came in out of nowhere, looking at me for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;Well, not &lt;em&gt;yet&lt;/em&gt; at least.&amp;rdquo; He said suspiciously, pulling out my packed-and-ready suitcase. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Crap. Shit. Double-crap-shit. I had almost forgotten that I had that suitcase under the bed. It reminded of the night at the office, since that was when I found out about the secret and started packing the suitcase. Honestly, I wasn&amp;rsquo;t planning on leaving now, not until I knew more about Cynthia. I rolled my eyes at him. I couldn&amp;rsquo;t play defeated by him now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;I packed that suitcase a loooong time ago. You can&amp;rsquo;t really blame me for wanting to leave.&amp;rdquo; I asked, looking straight at him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hayley! Don&amp;rsquo;t talk to your father like that!&amp;rdquo; Lily suddenly said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;I looked away, pissed. I wondered if Lily had told John about the fight we had had and what the fight had been about. Either way, she couldn&amp;rsquo;t be putting at it for too long. Linda started to put back the papers she had touched on my desk, trying to behave occupied. John sighed, letting go of the suitcase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;We&amp;rsquo;ll talk about this downstairs. &lt;em&gt;Now&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;rdquo; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;~*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;The overall kitchen light was dimmed, making the room quite dark. The sun outside had been taken over by clouds and if you weren&amp;rsquo;t outside before, you wouldn&amp;rsquo;t actually have thought that the sun had been out today at all. John and I sat on either side of the kitchen table, while Lily and Linda stood by the sink behind him. He had made it clear to them, obviously, that this was between us. Whatever. Like they would just stand there and be quiet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;But this was it, kinda. This was the moment I had been waiting for, wasn&amp;rsquo;t it? Confrontation. To tell him I knew everything, well, not everything, but the start of it at least and that there was no way he could hide it from me anymore. The fact that he or he &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; Lily had been hiding it from me all along, that they had been keeping it up this long.. I felt betrayed. Hurt. But most of all furious. Both at them and myself. How could I have let it go on for so long as well? Why didn&amp;rsquo;t I just tell them straight away? Sometimes I wasn&amp;rsquo;t really quite sure how I managed it all without exploding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;But none of that mattered now anyways, because here we were, sitting quietly by the table. John had never been good at starting a conversation but I wasn&amp;rsquo;t going to help him. He was the one who had put us here in the first place, so now he could have the pleasure of dealing with it. I looked at him; his brown hair, tired but focused blue-grey eyes and his grey suit covering his white shirt. He lifted his head, meeting my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;So, will you tell me where you went while you and Lily separated ways?&amp;rdquo; He asked, in a more gently tone than I imagined would come out of his mouth. I knew that would all change soon though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;Does it matter?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yes, it does! You are living in &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; house where &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; rules apply and I want to know where you go and what you do.&amp;rdquo; He said, pointing towards the table while speaking and the gentle tone was now long gone. I rolled my eyes and lifted my head towards the ceiling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;Why? So you can make sure I don&amp;rsquo;t overdose again? That I don&amp;rsquo;t try to ki-&amp;ldquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;That&amp;rsquo;s enough. That was not my intention when putting you in the mental hospital. I did that to protect you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh really? I just thought you wanted to lock me up and make my life a misery.&amp;rdquo; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;Just stop, okay. Stop the sarcasm.&amp;rdquo; He said, putting a hand on his forehead while looking down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;Fine. Then you stop the lying.&amp;rdquo; I said, meeting his eyes and bending forward. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;What are you talking about?&amp;rdquo; He asked, furrowing his eyebrows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;I squinted my eyes. How long did he think he could put up with it? The anger built inside of me like bricks being stapled on one another and I found it even hard to sit still on this kitchen chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;Do you really think I&amp;rsquo;m that stupid, John? What, Lily hasn&amp;rsquo;t already told you? I confronted her before about Cynthia! I know you two have been lying to me this whole time, keeping secrets about her. How you could do that?&amp;rdquo; I raged, feeling myself almost breaking apart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;I held it together though. I lifted my eyes and saw Linda sending a confused glance at Lily who stood beside her. I guess she was just as clueless as I was, but quite frankly, I couldn&amp;rsquo;t really care about John&amp;rsquo;s relationship with her right now. I focused back on John. He took a deep breath while pressing his hands together simultaneously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hayley, it&amp;rsquo;s not what you think. It&amp;rsquo;s..it&amp;rsquo;s complicated, okay.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;John, what is going on? Do you know where Cynthia is?&amp;rdquo; Linda asked, looking at the back of his head with a confused look. Lily stiffened beside her, drawing her head back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;Linda, not now. Please. Lily,&amp;rdquo; John said. Lily took Linda by the arm, trying to lead her out of the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;Maybe it&amp;rsquo;s best we let Hayley and John talk about this.&amp;rdquo; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;But Linda struggled out of her grip, looking at her with a more furious look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;No. You know where she is too. What is this? No. I am not leaving until someone tells me what&amp;rsquo;s going on. I have just as much right to be here as all of you. What&amp;rsquo;s going on?!&amp;rdquo; She asked, more loudly, coming closer towards me and John. I sharpened my eyes on John, sitting in front of me, looking worried. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah, John. What&amp;rsquo;s going on?&amp;rdquo; I asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;H-how did you even come across this, Hayley?&amp;rdquo; He began. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;I pushed myself out from the table, standing up on my feet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;re seriously asking me that, right now?&amp;rdquo; This was it. I had had it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hayley, listen-&amp;ldquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;No, John. &lt;em&gt;You&lt;/em&gt; listen. All this time I&amp;rsquo;ve kept it all inside. But you know what? I&amp;rsquo;m done with it. I am going to find mom. Hell, I almost died because of mom and you still don&amp;rsquo;t get that. You either tell me where she is or I will find out myself. You can&amp;rsquo;t stop me from looking for her. None of you can.&amp;rdquo; I said sharply, looking over at Lily, who looked devastated, still holding a hand on Linda&amp;rsquo;s arm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;She left us two years ago. She&amp;rsquo;s no good, Hayley. She made her decision and so we move on. We have to. There&amp;rsquo;s no point in bringing this back up again.&amp;rdquo; John said, looking at me pleadingly. Lily nodded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;No, I know you want to tell me! I heard it! In your office, you said I had a right to know so don&amp;rsquo;t sit there and talk bullshit. Tell me!!&amp;rdquo; I shot back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Lily covered her mouth. Maybe she remembered the night as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s not that simple, Hayley, please try and understand that all I have ever done is only for your own protection.&amp;rdquo; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;I sighed and shook my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;Fine, John. Have it your way.&amp;rdquo; I said and left the kitchen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;I ran quickly up the stairs, then into my room and grabbed the suitcase John had pulled out. I opened it and started shoving the content of my closet into it. Quickly scanning my desk I took what I thought would be necessary, and threw it in a small handbag. Phone, notebook, pen. Then at last, I looked towards my red wall, where the picture of Cynthia hung. I walked up to it, looking at her. Noise from the stairs came quickly and I heard John standing by the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hayley, what are you doing?!&amp;rdquo; He asked in an inpatient manner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;I grabbed the picture and took it down from the wall, shoving it into my bag. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m leaving. I&amp;rsquo;m going to find mom.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;Like hell you are. Put that suitcase down right now.&amp;rdquo; He said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;I ignored him. He refused to tell me where she was, so, I refused to put up with it anymore. I went past him with my suitcase, bag and leather jacket. He went after me down the stairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;Where are you even going to stay? You &lt;em&gt;live&lt;/em&gt; here, this is your home, Hayley!!&amp;rdquo; He kept yelling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;Not anymore.&amp;rdquo; I said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Linda and Lily still stood by the table, eyeing my every move. Linda looked devastated, but not because of me leaving, but because the secrets John had been keeping came up to the surface to her now as well. Lily stopped my steps towards the door, grabbing my bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hayley, you can&amp;rsquo;t do this. You don&amp;rsquo;t know how dangerous it can be. Please, Hayley, listen to us!!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;Let go of me. I&amp;rsquo;m going and you can&amp;rsquo;t stop me.&amp;rdquo; I took the bag back from her, then shoving my feet into my converse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;Let her go.&amp;rdquo; Someone suddenly said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;We all froze. I looked and saw Linda, all teary eyed. Out of all people, I wouldn&amp;rsquo;t think she&amp;rsquo;d be the one to actually understand, due to our previous history of her ratting on me and all, but maybe she did. Either way, it made us all stop what we were doing. John looked at her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;What, are you crazy?&amp;rdquo; He said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Linda met my eyes, she wasn&amp;rsquo;t smiling at me, but she wasn&amp;rsquo;t mad at me either. Then she looked at John, walking towards him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;After the way you&amp;rsquo;ve been treating her, I don&amp;rsquo;t really blame her for wanting to leave. I- I need a break, John. I can&amp;rsquo;t deal with this now.&amp;rdquo; She said, walking past him to their bedroom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;A break? What..Linda, wait.&amp;rdquo; But she held up her hand, making him keep his distance. John looked like he was about to cry and that was the first time I&amp;rsquo;ve seen that look on him. There was nothing I could do about that now though. I couldn&amp;rsquo;t really prevent Linda from finding out about this, even if I wanted to. So, I gathered my things again, blinked and opened the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hayley, you can&amp;rsquo;t leave. You can&amp;rsquo;t leave because Cynthia is-&amp;ldquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;But I kept on walking, hearing Lily&amp;rsquo;s voice becoming more and more distant. Nothing or no one could stop me now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;-dead.&amp;rdquo; She said, her voice suddenly loud and clear in my ear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;She&amp;rsquo;s dead..&amp;rdquo; She repeated, standing behind me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Now &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; made me stop. With one hand twitch, I dropped my suitcase, paralyzed by the words.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;as always, thanks for reading and stay tuned for the next chapter!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;]]></media:description>
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    <title><![CDATA[Wild At Heart [CHAPTER 13]]]></title>
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The next morning Mrs Farro called the whole school into the school hall to talk about the fire.
"someone here knows EXCATLY what happened last night, what we are clear on is that this fire was no accident. If you have the sence to own up no legal charges will be filed, if not you will be passed onto the local police. You have until the end of the day to come forward" she said and staired at us all and the swiftly turning and walking away.&amp;nbsp;
We all stood up when she left and we all moved out of the hall in an orderly fashion and back to our classes but i decided to go outside. I walked across the school grounds back to the tree i played guitar under when Josh would also come play with me. i took out a pen and ripped a page out of one of my books and started to write a letter.

Dear Josh,
i dont know how to begin to say im sorry. you are good, honest and true and well im the total oppisite, but im learning, so know im going to do the write thing and if that means i have to leave here, then i want you to know that i PROMISE you that i never wrote that email. For a moment yeah you were my ticket out of here, but then i got to know you, i have never felt this way before about anyone and i really need you to know that.

Hayley.

I got up from the ground and walked back into the school and made my way to Mrs Farro's office. I knocked on the door and waited for her to answer.
"come in" she said
"oh Hayley what can i do for you?" she asked
i didnt say a word and pulled my lighter from out of my pocket and placed it on her desk.
"it's what i used to start it" i said and Mrs Farro picked it up and looked at it
"it was an accident and i thought i put it out... but i guess not... clearly" i said looking at the ground
"oh Hayley, you realise what this means don't you?" she said looking a bit disappointed
i simply nodded my head&amp;nbsp;
"will i be expelled?" i asked
"the school honour court will decided. but i expect you'll understand that its just a formality at this point" she said
"the weird thing is...i really did try turn it around, i didn't want to disappoint you. im so sorry" i said
"im sorry too Hayley" she said understanding
"do you think you could give this to Josh for me?" asked putting an envelop on her desk, she didn't say a work and i turned around and started to walk out of her office as soon as i closed the door behind me Emily walked passed
"i told her it was me" i said to Emily who looked like she could give a crap
"im going to the honour court and then i will be leaving.... and this is for you" i said her handing her a rolled up piece of paper.
"well done you finally got what you wanted, you must be over joyed" Emily said bitterly
"i couldn't be more unhappy" i said and Emily shook her head
"oh please give it a rest" Emily said and walked off
i stayed standing in the hallway and looking up at an old photo that was on the wall and someone in the photo cought my eye.
The photo was of the 1976 school hockey team and the girl that was the captain of the team looked excatly like me but had blonde hair.
"mum?"i said to myself and then looked down below the photo at the names and welp i was right, it was my mother, i took the photo off the wall and sat down on a chair looking at her, tears started to run down my cheeks, i missed her so much.
"hey i have been looking for you" Josh said appearing out of know were behind me
"hi" i said noticing he had my letter in his hands
"so you backed out of our deal" he said
"what deal?" i asked&amp;nbsp;
"our date?" he said
"yeah" i said nodding my head
"you touched my heart" i said starting to cry again and Josh sat down next to me putting his arms around me and wiping away my tears that were on my cheeks.
"look" i said showing him the photo
"she looks so much like you" he said
"yeah, she was my mum" i said
"she went to this school and i didn't even know" i said
"welp i guess its time to face the music" i said]]></description>
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    <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/2/1/2/1/6/1/3/3/orig-21216133.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;The next morning Mrs Farro called the whole school into the school hall to talk about the fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;someone here knows EXCATLY what happened last night, what we are clear on is that this fire was no accident. If you have the sence to own up no legal charges will be filed, if not you will be passed onto the local police. You have until the end of the day to come forward&quot; she said and staired at us all and the swiftly turning and walking away.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;We all stood up when she left and we all moved out of the hall in an orderly fashion and back to our classes but i decided to go outside. I walked across the school grounds back to the tree i played guitar under when Josh would also come play with me. i took out a pen and ripped a page out of one of my books and started to write a letter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Josh,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont know how to begin to say im sorry. you are good, honest and true and well im the total oppisite, but im learning, so know im going to do the write thing and if that means i have to leave here, then i want you to know that i PROMISE you that i never wrote that email. For a moment yeah you were my ticket out of here, but then i got to know you, i have never felt this way before about anyone and i really need you to know that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hayley.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I got up from the ground and walked back into the school and made my way to Mrs Farro's office. I knocked on the door and waited for her to answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;come in&quot; she said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;oh Hayley what can i do for you?&quot; she asked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;i didnt say a word and pulled my lighter from out of my pocket and placed it on her desk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;it's what i used to start it&quot; i said and Mrs Farro picked it up and looked at it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;it was an accident and i thought i put it out... but i guess not... clearly&quot; i said looking at the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;oh Hayley, you realise what this means don't you?&quot; she said looking a bit disappointed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;i simply nodded my head&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;will i be expelled?&quot; i asked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;the school honour court will decided. but i expect you'll understand that its just a formality at this point&quot; she said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;the weird thing is...i really did try turn it around, i didn't want to disappoint you. im so sorry&quot; i said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;im sorry too Hayley&quot; she said understanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;do you think you could give this to Josh for me?&quot; asked putting an envelop on her desk, she didn't say a work and i turned around and started to walk out of her office as soon as i closed the door behind me Emily walked passed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;i told her it was me&quot; i said to Emily who looked like she could give a crap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;im going to the honour court and then i will be leaving.... and this is for you&quot; i said her handing her a rolled up piece of paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;well done you finally got what you wanted, you must be over joyed&quot; Emily said bitterly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;i couldn't be more unhappy&quot; i said and Emily shook her head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;oh please give it a rest&quot; Emily said and walked off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;i stayed standing in the hallway and looking up at an old photo that was on the wall and someone in the photo cought my eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;The photo was of the 1976 school hockey team and the girl that was the captain of the team looked excatly like me but had blonde hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;mum?&quot;i said to myself and then looked down below the photo at the names and welp i was right, it was my mother, i took the photo off the wall and sat down on a chair looking at her, tears started to run down my cheeks, i missed her so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;hey i have been looking for you&quot; Josh said appearing out of know were behind me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;hi&quot; i said noticing he had my letter in his hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;so you backed out of our deal&quot; he said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;what deal?&quot; i asked&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;our date?&quot; he said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;yeah&quot; i said nodding my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;you touched my heart&quot; i said starting to cry again and Josh sat down next to me putting his arms around me and wiping away my tears that were on my cheeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;look&quot; i said showing him the photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;she looks so much like you&quot; he said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;yeah, she was my mum&quot; i said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;she went to this school and i didn't even know&quot; i said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;welp i guess its time to face the music&quot; i said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;]]></media:description>
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    <description><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.buzznet.com/groups/joshayleyistruelove/journals/106811712/" ><img src="http://cdn.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/2/1/2/1/5/9/2/4/large-21215924.jpg" border="0" alt="I never wanted to say this Chapter 12" title="I never wanted to say this Chapter 12" /></a><br />hey! sorry for the long wait/ or not&amp;nbsp; i mean wait ;P okay hope some of you still following this story.
previously, i had to cause it's been to long, anyways, after going out all together and jeremy getting drunk josh is the one to drive hayley to his place where she tells him the truth about her past: her being maried to an abusive guy who she run away from and him chasing after &amp;nbsp;her. josh and hayley kind of/sort of decide to be together, josh&amp;nbsp; thinks that it's time for the both to tell jeremy the truth about them...
here's jeremy after the party/hangout with friends...
(woah i suck at writing that, sorry, Maxine must hate me (joke) ;P
alright hope you enjoy!
P.S: i rememeber that you all kind of found it funny that hayley was actually married, i mean the guy was sick! anyways, you'll see what happends...
Chapter 12
Jeremy woke up with the most horrible headache and absolutely no memories from last night's events but he couldn't care less right now. He groaned and splashed some water into his face, he took a look at himself in the mirror. Sighing deeply he turned off the lighs and went back into the bedroom, he rubbed his forehead seeing that Hayley was still asleep, he frowned at the clothes lying on the floor. Chewing into his lip he crawled back in bed and gasped at the sign of auburn hair stucking from under the covers, he froze for a moment before carefully dragging the covers down to see who was sleeping there instead of Hayley.- What the hell? Jeremy whined recognizing Sandra, Hunter's girlfriend, he shook his head in dissbelief and begun to pass in the room thinking what to do next, maybe it was just a prank?- Morning sweetheart, Jeremy turned around than shook his head again as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing.- What are you doing in my bed? he demanded watching the girl strech her arms and yawn.- Oh Jeremy, how rude of you, she giggled.- What is that suppose to mean? Jeremy whined and covered his eyes with his hand when Sandra begun to get dressed, is that some kind of a joke?- You just don't rememeber me, do you?- All i know is that you're Hunter's girlfriend, oh God, my friend's girlfriend! he exclaimed.- Calm down, he won't know about this, the girl laughed, you want some coffee?- What? Jeremy whined, i want you out of my apartment, i have no idea what you came doing here!- You're so silly, she shook her head, are you scared that your dear Hayley might find out?- Hayley? Jeremy gasped and held his head, where's Hayley?- Oh just went home with one of your friends, Sandra smirked taking a sip of her coffee.- What? Jeremy murmured.- Yep, the Josh guy, Sandra grinned seeing Jeremy sad face.- I knew it, Jeremy sighed and sat down, he glanced at the girl, you need to go, he told her, what ever happend here is- God, no wait, what happened?- Isn't that a bit obvious? Sandra asked.- But why, i don't even,&amp;nbsp; okay i might have issues with Hayley but i'd never sleep with my friend's girlfriend! - Well you did and not only ones, she smiled.- What? he snapped looking at her in shock.- Well it happened that time you told me Hayley was so mean to you because she didn't want to date you and that she probably had someting with that Josh guy, so i guess you were right, Sandra laughed.- I never slept with you!- You were drunk, she sighed.- Drunk? Jeremy murmured and brought his hand to his forehead, i was drunk last night than?- Yes, she rolled her eyes.- But what about, oh right, he mumbled remembering about Hayley going with Josh, well where's Hunter?- Home, he thinks i gave you a ride, she shrugged.- Wait, why would you cheat on him?- Why would you cheat on Hayley? Sandra asked back, Jeremy was about to answer as the bell rang.-&amp;nbsp; Crap, Jeremy snapped, hide, he whisper yelled to Sandra.- No way, she chuckled and walked to get the door.- Don't! Jeremy snapped but she already unlocked the door, there stood Hayley, Jeremy closed his eyes feeling he would just faint.- Well hello, Sandra grinned, come in, she smirked at Hayley who looked at her with a disgusted smile.- Hayley, Jeremy whispered, i swear it's not what you think, he said feeling so stupid.- I know, Hayley said calmly, apparently i was right thinking that you were a whore, Hayley looked in Sandra's direction.- Isn't Hunter enough for you, what do you want from Jeremy? Hayley hissed.- I've had everything i needed, Sandra shrugged, and even right before he started dating you dear, she smirked at Hayley.- I don't know when it happend, i was drunk! Jeremy whined, Oh God, Hunter is going to kill me!- I don't blame you for anything Jer but if you want to move on you better do with somebody else that this whore, Hayley muttered, she's a cheater.- Hunter dates me because he likes me, what can you do about it?- And you're screwing other girl's boyfriends all the time like that? Hayley hissed.- Why you jealous? Sandra asked teasingly but Hayley knew that she hoped she would make a huge scene, oh no wait, you're the whore here.- Shut up! Hayley snapped walking forward than glanced at Jeremy who looked at her with sorry and pleading eyes, she looked back at Sandra and sighed.- You're so dissapointed aren't you, you thought you were the only one who could have two guys at the same time, Sandra smirked.- You're pathetic, Hayley shook her head, i'll see you around Jer, she told Jeremy.- Hayley, wait, i can explain!- I don't want to talk with this bitch around, Hayley said with a sigh, don't worry though, she told him with a soft smile, you know that i shouldn't be mad and you shouldn't be sorry.- Go than, Sandra chuckled.- I have to go, Hayley said feeling like she would punch the girl at any minute, you really need to throw her outta here, Hayley looked at Sandra with disgust before turning on her heel and leaving.

Throwing her jacket on the couch Hayley sighed and looked around Josh's living room, he walked in after her and hung his keys and coat, rubbing the back of his neck he awkwardly stood by the door. Turning to look at Josh Hayley laughed under her breath and shook her head lightly.- Would you tell me what happened, now? Josh demanded, Hayley didn't let him come with her like planned. Josh had to anxiously wait in the car, he was surprised that Hayley came back so fast, he didn't even know what she told Jeremy but Josh couldn't help but to feel like a coward because he didn't get to tell Jeremy the truth. Despite the wierdness of Jeremy's and Hayley's relationship, he still wanted for his friend to be happy, he didn't want him hurt. He had a lot of mixed emotions about everything now, ever since Hayley told him the truth about her past showing that she trusted him and when they kissed he could tell he cared about her and she cared about him as well. He didn't want her to end things badly with Jeremy but at the same time he was scared she would just change her mind and get back with Jeremy like none of this ever happened.- Sandra, happened, Hayley sighed and sat down on the couch, Josh carefully sat down next to her hoping that now she would speak, she was quiet during the drive back to his apartment and looked upset.- Sandra, Josh repeated cringing at her name, wait, what about her? he asked.- She was at Jeremy's apartment, Hayley shurgged and looked at Josh.- What? he snapped, don't tell me-- That's exactly it, gosh i feel so bad for Hunter, she's such a whore, well that's what i thought when i saw the way she was looking at Jeremy last night, she shook her head.- Crap, Josh hissed feeling guilty for never warning Hunter about her, he never told him about seeing her at Jeremy's that day, damn it, Josh sighed.- I know, i actually feel bad for Jeremy as well although she just used him, it's not like he cheated on me, i mean, Hayley chewed into her lip and rose from the couch, i don't even know why i'm frustrated, it's not like i care, she mumbled, Josh felt a pang of jealousy in his chest and chewed down on his lip complitely forgetting about his guilt.- I knew, well i saw that Sandra girl one's at Jeremy's place, Josh begun and sighed as Hayley looked at him surpirised, it was before you started dating, i think she was already using him back than, he said and run his hands through his hair, than she was dating Hunter, damn why didn't i just told him back than?!- She really needs to stay away from both of 'em, Hayley muttered, we need to warn Hunter about her.- Yeah i know, damn it's all my fault, Josh sighed deeply.- Don't beat yourself up for this, she's a bitch, Hayley shurugged, Josh glanced at her, their eyes locked for a moment.- You're upset, Josh begun, you're upset because of her and Jeremy-- Josh i, she begun, i don't know, she muttered and looked away, she hated to admit it but she was mad and hurt even if she didn't really loved Jeremy and knew that the girl was using him.- You are, Josh said quietly and looked down, Hayley looked at him and huffed in frustration, Josh narrowed his eyes at her.- I'm technically still dating Jeremy, she begun with a stern voice, i didn't get the chance to tell him anything about, Hayley paused, what ever happend between us but it doesn't matter, you don't have the fucking right to judge me!- I'm just saying that you're not over him! Josh snapped than the realisation of his own words hit him, damn it, he whispered and started into the floor, you're not over him, he repeated.- You're just getting- you know what it's not becase we kissed one's and that i told you about my past than you can tell me what to do! Hayley snapped and got up from the couch, damn, you're just like the others! she hissed and walked to the door.- Hayley, where you going? Josh demanded following after her.- For a walk, she muttered as she unlocked the door.- Alone? Josh demanded.- Yes, alone, damn it! Hayley snapped, get away from me! she whined brushing Josh's hand off her arm, rolling her eyes at Josh's expression Hayley closed the door.- Crap, Josh sighed and slammed his fists againts the door, he knew that he had fallen for Hayley and&amp;nbsp; they've crossed the line and what he was fearing was happening now, everything was so damn fragile.]]></description>
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    <media:title><![CDATA[I never wanted to say this  Chapter 12]]></media:title>
    <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/2/1/2/1/5/9/2/3/orig-21215923.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey! sorry for the long wait/ or not&amp;nbsp; i mean wait ;P okay hope some of you still following this story.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;previously, i had to cause it's been to long, anyways, after going out all together and jeremy getting drunk josh is the one to drive hayley to his place where she tells him the truth about her past: her being maried to an abusive guy who she run away from and him chasing after &amp;nbsp;her. josh and hayley kind of/sort of decide to be together, josh&amp;nbsp; thinks that it's time for the both to tell jeremy the truth about them...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;here's jeremy after the party/hangout with friends...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(woah i suck at writing that, sorry, Maxine must hate me (joke) ;P&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;alright hope you enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;P.S: i rememeber that you all kind of found it funny that hayley was actually married, i mean the guy was sick! anyways, you'll see what happends...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Chapter 12&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jeremy woke up with the most horrible headache and absolutely no memories from last night's events but he couldn't care less right now. He groaned and splashed some water into his face, he took a look at himself in the mirror. Sighing deeply he turned off the lighs and went back into the bedroom, he rubbed his forehead seeing that Hayley was still asleep, he frowned at the clothes lying on the floor. Chewing into his lip he crawled back in bed and gasped at the sign of auburn hair stucking from under the covers, he froze for a moment before carefully dragging the covers down to see who was sleeping there instead of Hayley.&lt;br /&gt;- What the hell? Jeremy whined recognizing Sandra, Hunter's girlfriend, he shook his head in dissbelief and begun to pass in the room thinking what to do next, maybe it was just a prank?&lt;br /&gt;- Morning sweetheart, Jeremy turned around than shook his head again as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing.&lt;br /&gt;- What are you doing in my bed? he demanded watching the girl strech her arms and yawn.&lt;br /&gt;- Oh Jeremy, how rude of you, she giggled.&lt;br /&gt;- What is that suppose to mean? Jeremy whined and covered his eyes with his hand when Sandra begun to get dressed, is that some kind of a joke?&lt;br /&gt;- You just don't rememeber me, do you?&lt;br /&gt;- All i know is that you're Hunter's girlfriend, oh God, my friend's girlfriend! he exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;- Calm down, he won't know about this, the girl laughed, you want some coffee?&lt;br /&gt;- What? Jeremy whined, i want you out of my apartment, i have no idea what you came doing here!&lt;br /&gt;- You're so silly, she shook her head, are you scared that your dear Hayley might find out?&lt;br /&gt;- Hayley? Jeremy gasped and held his head, where's Hayley?&lt;br /&gt;- Oh just went home with one of your friends, Sandra smirked taking a sip of her coffee.&lt;br /&gt;- What? Jeremy murmured.&lt;br /&gt;- Yep, the Josh guy, Sandra grinned seeing Jeremy sad face.&lt;br /&gt;- I knew it, Jeremy sighed and sat down, he glanced at the girl, you need to go, he told her, what ever happend here is- God, no wait, what happened?&lt;br /&gt;- Isn't that a bit obvious? Sandra asked.&lt;br /&gt;- But why, i don't even,&amp;nbsp; okay i might have issues with Hayley but i'd never sleep with my friend's girlfriend! &lt;br /&gt;- Well you did and not only ones, she smiled.&lt;br /&gt;- What? he snapped looking at her in shock.&lt;br /&gt;- Well it happened that time you told me Hayley was so mean to you because she didn't want to date you and that she probably had someting with that Josh guy, so i guess you were right, Sandra laughed.&lt;br /&gt;- I never slept with you!&lt;br /&gt;- You were drunk, she sighed.&lt;br /&gt;- Drunk? Jeremy murmured and brought his hand to his forehead, i was drunk last night than?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes, she rolled her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;- But what about, oh right, he mumbled remembering about Hayley going with Josh, well where's Hunter?&lt;br /&gt;- Home, he thinks i gave you a ride, she shrugged.&lt;br /&gt;- Wait, why would you cheat on him?&lt;br /&gt;- Why would you cheat on Hayley? Sandra asked back, Jeremy was about to answer as the bell rang.&lt;br /&gt;-&amp;nbsp; Crap, Jeremy snapped, hide, he whisper yelled to Sandra.&lt;br /&gt;- No way, she chuckled and walked to get the door.&lt;br /&gt;- Don't! Jeremy snapped but she already unlocked the door, there stood Hayley, Jeremy closed his eyes feeling he would just faint.&lt;br /&gt;- Well hello, Sandra grinned, come in, she smirked at Hayley who looked at her with a disgusted smile.&lt;br /&gt;- Hayley, Jeremy whispered, i swear it's not what you think, he said feeling so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;- I know, Hayley said calmly, apparently i was right thinking that you were a whore, Hayley looked in Sandra's direction.&lt;br /&gt;- Isn't Hunter enough for you, what do you want from Jeremy? Hayley hissed.&lt;br /&gt;- I've had everything i needed, Sandra shrugged, and even right before he started dating you dear, she smirked at Hayley.&lt;br /&gt;- I don't know when it happend, i was drunk! Jeremy whined, Oh God, Hunter is going to kill me!&lt;br /&gt;- I don't blame you for anything Jer but if you want to move on you better do with somebody else that this whore, Hayley muttered, she's a cheater.&lt;br /&gt;- Hunter dates me because he likes me, what can you do about it?&lt;br /&gt;- And you're screwing other girl's boyfriends all the time like that? Hayley hissed.&lt;br /&gt;- Why you jealous? Sandra asked teasingly but Hayley knew that she hoped she would make a huge scene, oh no wait, you're the whore here.&lt;br /&gt;- Shut up! Hayley snapped walking forward than glanced at Jeremy who looked at her with sorry and pleading eyes, she looked back at Sandra and sighed.&lt;br /&gt;- You're so dissapointed aren't you, you thought you were the only one who could have two guys at the same time, Sandra smirked.&lt;br /&gt;- You're pathetic, Hayley shook her head, i'll see you around Jer, she told Jeremy.&lt;br /&gt;- Hayley, wait, i can explain!&lt;br /&gt;- I don't want to talk with this bitch around, Hayley said with a sigh, don't worry though, she told him with a soft smile, you know that i shouldn't be mad and you shouldn't be sorry.&lt;br /&gt;- Go than, Sandra chuckled.&lt;br /&gt;- I have to go, Hayley said feeling like she would punch the girl at any minute, you really need to throw her outta here, Hayley looked at Sandra with disgust before turning on her heel and leaving.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Throwing her jacket on the couch Hayley sighed and looked around Josh's living room, he walked in after her and hung his keys and coat, rubbing the back of his neck he awkwardly stood by the door. Turning to look at Josh Hayley laughed under her breath and shook her head lightly.&lt;br /&gt;- Would you tell me what happened, now? Josh demanded, Hayley didn't let him come with her like planned. Josh had to anxiously wait in the car, he was surprised that Hayley came back so fast, he didn't even know what she told Jeremy but Josh couldn't help but to feel like a coward because he didn't get to tell Jeremy the truth. Despite the wierdness of Jeremy's and Hayley's relationship, he still wanted for his friend to be happy, he didn't want him hurt. He had a lot of mixed emotions about everything now, ever since Hayley told him the truth about her past showing that she trusted him and when they kissed he could tell he cared about her and she cared about him as well. He didn't want her to end things badly with Jeremy but at the same time he was scared she would just change her mind and get back with Jeremy like none of this ever happened.&lt;br /&gt;- Sandra, happened, Hayley sighed and sat down on the couch, Josh carefully sat down next to her hoping that now she would speak, she was quiet during the drive back to his apartment and looked upset.&lt;br /&gt;- Sandra, Josh repeated cringing at her name, wait, what about her? he asked.&lt;br /&gt;- She was at Jeremy's apartment, Hayley shurgged and looked at Josh.&lt;br /&gt;- What? he snapped, don't tell me-&lt;br /&gt;- That's exactly it, gosh i feel so bad for Hunter, she's such a whore, well that's what i thought when i saw the way she was looking at Jeremy last night, she shook her head.&lt;br /&gt;- Crap, Josh hissed feeling guilty for never warning Hunter about her, he never told him about seeing her at Jeremy's that day, damn it, Josh sighed.&lt;br /&gt;- I know, i actually feel bad for Jeremy as well although she just used him, it's not like he cheated on me, i mean, Hayley chewed into her lip and rose from the couch, i don't even know why i'm frustrated, it's not like i care, she mumbled, Josh felt a pang of jealousy in his chest and chewed down on his lip complitely forgetting about his guilt.&lt;br /&gt;- I knew, well i saw that Sandra girl one's at Jeremy's place, Josh begun and sighed as Hayley looked at him surpirised, it was before you started dating, i think she was already using him back than, he said and run his hands through his hair, than she was dating Hunter, damn why didn't i just told him back than?!&lt;br /&gt;- She really needs to stay away from both of 'em, Hayley muttered, we need to warn Hunter about her.&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah i know, damn it's all my fault, Josh sighed deeply.&lt;br /&gt;- Don't beat yourself up for this, she's a bitch, Hayley shurugged, Josh glanced at her, their eyes locked for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;- You're upset, Josh begun, you're upset because of her and Jeremy-&lt;br /&gt;- Josh i, she begun, i don't know, she muttered and looked away, she hated to admit it but she was mad and hurt even if she didn't really loved Jeremy and knew that the girl was using him.&lt;br /&gt;- You are, Josh said quietly and looked down, Hayley looked at him and huffed in frustration, Josh narrowed his eyes at her.&lt;br /&gt;- I'm technically still dating Jeremy, she begun with a stern voice, i didn't get the chance to tell him anything about, Hayley paused, what ever happend between us but it doesn't matter, you don't have the fucking right to judge me!&lt;br /&gt;- I'm just saying that you're not over him! Josh snapped than the realisation of his own words hit him, damn it, he whispered and started into the floor, you're not over him, he repeated.&lt;br /&gt;- You're just getting- you know what it's not becase we kissed one's and that i told you about my past than you can tell me what to do! Hayley snapped and got up from the couch, damn, you're just like the others! she hissed and walked to the door.&lt;br /&gt;- Hayley, where you going? Josh demanded following after her.&lt;br /&gt;- For a walk, she muttered as she unlocked the door.&lt;br /&gt;- Alone? Josh demanded.&lt;br /&gt;- Yes, alone, damn it! Hayley snapped, get away from me! she whined brushing Josh's hand off her arm, rolling her eyes at Josh's expression Hayley closed the door.&lt;br /&gt;- Crap, Josh sighed and slammed his fists againts the door, he knew that he had fallen for Hayley and&amp;nbsp; they've crossed the line and what he was fearing was happening now, everything was so damn fragile.&lt;/p&gt;]]></media:description>
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    <title><![CDATA[Love's Not A Competition Chapter 4]]></title>
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Josh&amp;rsquo;s Pov: &amp;ldquo;This is it&amp;rdquo; Jenna smiled pointing to the huge mansion in front of us. My mouth opened in awe. Her house was huge with four garages, huge glass windows with a colorful garden surrounding it.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;
&amp;ldquo;Well thanks for the ride&amp;rdquo; Jenna smiled snapping me out of my trance as she stepped out of my car with her hockey bag hanging loosely in her hand.
&amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s no problem, you live literally two streets away from me.&amp;rdquo; I say climbing out of my car.
&amp;ldquo;What are you doing?&amp;rdquo; &amp;nbsp;
&amp;ldquo;What?&amp;rdquo; I chuckled, closing my car door. &amp;ldquo;I figured I&amp;rsquo;d be a gentleman and walk you to your door&amp;rdquo; She didn&amp;rsquo;t object and gave me a warm smile. I walked beside her until I reached her doorstep. 
&amp;ldquo;Thank you Josh&amp;rdquo; She blushed dropping her hockey bag on the ground. I shrugged it off like it was nothing and gave her a small smile.
&amp;ldquo;Seriously Josh. You&amp;rsquo;re a really nice guy, Hayley&amp;rsquo;s lucky to have a best friend like you&amp;rdquo; 
&amp;ldquo;Thank you&amp;rdquo; I smiled &amp;ldquo;Thank you for listening to everything&amp;rdquo;
She shrugged mockingly causing me to smile again. &amp;ldquo;Anytime Josh&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;Well I guess I&amp;rsquo;ll see you around&amp;rdquo; I waved as I made my way back to my car. She waved back and headed inside. Guess who just made a new friend.
Hayley&amp;rsquo;s Pov: &amp;ldquo;So you and that Josh guy have been best friends since you started school?&amp;rdquo; He asked turning the last corner at an extremely slow pace. I nodded with a small blush on my cheeks. 
&amp;ldquo;So is there anything romantic between you two?&amp;rdquo; He asked hesitantly as we finally turned the corner. 
&amp;ldquo;Nope just friends&amp;rdquo; I laughed but he didn&amp;rsquo;t laugh along. &amp;ldquo;It didn&amp;rsquo;t really seem like it&amp;rdquo; He mumbled fixing his eyes on me.
&amp;ldquo;What do you mean?&amp;rdquo; I ask clearly confused. He shook his head as we pulled into my driveway. 
&amp;ldquo;Thanks for the ride&amp;rdquo; I smiled gratefully and got out of his car. 
He got out too. I didn&amp;rsquo;t question his motives as he led me to my doorstep. Once we were on my porch he brushed a stray piece of hair out of my eyes and tucked it behind my ear. I could feel my heart racing as he leaned in closing his eyes and puckering his lips. I knew what was coming. This was the day I had been dreaming about since freshman year. Just as our lips were about to connect I stepped away from him and put my hand to his chest. His eyes flew open in shock that I didn&amp;rsquo;t kiss him back. 
&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m sorry it&amp;rsquo;s not that I didn&amp;rsquo;t want to kiss you, I mean I really did I-I just don&amp;rsquo;t rush into things on the first date&amp;rdquo; I babbled. He looked at me with an unreadable expression on his face.
&amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;re right. I&amp;rsquo;m sorry I don&amp;rsquo;t want to seem too forward&amp;rdquo; He stammered scratching his head nervously. 
By the looks of his expression I&amp;rsquo;m guessing that I&amp;rsquo;m the first girl that has ever denied a kiss from him, and by the looks of his perfect lips I&amp;rsquo;m starting to regret my decision. Majorly. 
&amp;ldquo;Goodbye Hayley&amp;rdquo; He murmured still shocked and awkwardly walked back to his car.
Why did I have to be such a screw up?
Josh&amp;rsquo;s Pov: I was driving to school when I spotted a familiar blonde walking past. I smiled and pulled over behind her, beeping my horn. She turned around with a scared look on her face and pulled out her headphones. 
&amp;ldquo;Josh?&amp;rdquo; She asked with a small smile. &amp;ldquo;What are you stalking me now?&amp;rdquo; She joked.
&amp;ldquo;Of course not&amp;rdquo; I chuckled &amp;ldquo;You live just down the road from me remember?&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;Of course&amp;rdquo; She giggled &amp;ldquo;Is it too much to ask you for a ride?&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s your lucky day&amp;rdquo; I smiled opening my door for her.
I pulled up to school and noticed Hayley getting out of her mums ugly old car. Hayley hated it when her mum dropped her off she would always text me for a ride. I quickly pulled out my phone and realized that I had three messages from Hayley. Crap. Jenna and I got out of the car and Hayley turned around and spotted me. Her eyes then traveled to Jenna and she frowned. I guess I had some explaining to do.
&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;ll see you around Josh&amp;rdquo; Jenna winked and blew me a kiss. Since when was Jenna flirty with me? We were just friends.
&amp;ldquo;Did you not get my texts?&amp;rdquo; Hayley asked watching Jenna walk away.
&amp;ldquo;Not until now. I&amp;rsquo;m sorry Hayles&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;Who&amp;rsquo;s the blonde chick?&amp;rdquo; Hayley asked suspicously. 
&amp;ldquo;Just a friend&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;Yeah right&amp;rdquo; She scoffed crossing her arms. Was Hayley jealous?
&amp;ldquo;She really is I just met her the other day&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;And now you&amp;rsquo;re giving her rides to school instead of me?&amp;rdquo; Hayley whispered &amp;ldquo;We are supposed to be best friends you don&amp;rsquo;t just ditch me for some chick you barely even know&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;Oh please you ditched me for a guy you barely even know&amp;rdquo; I say through clenched teeth. How dare her play the victim.
&amp;ldquo;Josh you know that I&amp;rsquo;ve had a crush on Ian since forever&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;Freshman year&amp;rdquo; I corrected.
She glared at me &amp;ldquo;Now that I finally get a chance with Ian, you start hanging out with some blonde chick. Does our friendship just slip your mind or something?&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;Whatever this argument is stupid, everyone knows that you and Ian aren&amp;rsquo;t going to last&amp;rdquo; I say without thinking. I watched as she looked away, obviously hurt. Crap.
&amp;ldquo;You know what? I don&amp;rsquo;t need you anyways&amp;rdquo; She yells raising her voice. &amp;ldquo;Have fun with your life Josh&amp;rdquo; She stormed off.
I sighed and combed a hand through my hair. I hated fighting with Hayley. We barely ever argue but now it seems like the arguing is just beginning. I shouldn&amp;rsquo;t have said that about her relationship, I should have kept my opinion to myself. I know that Ian doesn&amp;rsquo;t date girls from this school because he&amp;rsquo;s &amp;ldquo;too good for them&amp;rdquo; so why would he date Hayley? I&amp;rsquo;m just suspicious of Ian, I don&amp;rsquo;t want Hayley to get hurt, also I don&amp;rsquo;t want her to be clung to Ian 24/7 and forget about me and the guys. I just want them to break up it would make life a lot easier, right? But then Hayley would be heart broken. 

Why do I have to be so in love with my best friend?]]></description>
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    <media:title><![CDATA[Love's Not A Competition Chapter 4]]></media:title>
    <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/2/1/2/1/5/8/3/1/orig-21215831.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #3366ff;&quot;&gt;Josh&amp;rsquo;s Pov:&lt;/span&gt; &amp;ldquo;This is it&amp;rdquo; Jenna smiled pointing to the huge mansion in front of us. My mouth opened in awe. Her house was huge with four garages, huge glass windows with a colorful garden surrounding it.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Well thanks for the ride&amp;rdquo; Jenna smiled snapping me out of my trance as she stepped out of my car with her hockey bag hanging loosely in her hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s no problem, you live literally two streets away from me.&amp;rdquo; I say climbing out of my car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What are you doing?&amp;rdquo; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What?&amp;rdquo; I chuckled, closing my car door. &amp;ldquo;I figured I&amp;rsquo;d be a gentleman and walk you to your door&amp;rdquo; She didn&amp;rsquo;t object and gave me a warm smile. I walked beside her until I reached her doorstep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Thank you Josh&amp;rdquo; She blushed dropping her hockey bag on the ground. I shrugged it off like it was nothing and gave her a small smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Seriously Josh. You&amp;rsquo;re a really nice guy, Hayley&amp;rsquo;s lucky to have a best friend like you&amp;rdquo; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Thank you&amp;rdquo; I smiled &amp;ldquo;Thank you for listening to everything&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;She shrugged mockingly causing me to smile again. &amp;ldquo;Anytime Josh&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Well I guess I&amp;rsquo;ll see you around&amp;rdquo; I waved as I made my way back to my car. She waved back and headed inside. Guess who just made a new friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; color: red; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;Hayley&amp;rsquo;s Pov: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;So you and that Josh guy have been best friends since you started school?&amp;rdquo; He asked turning the last corner at an extremely slow pace. I nodded with a small blush on my cheeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;So is there anything romantic between you two?&amp;rdquo; He asked hesitantly as we finally turned the corner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Nope just friends&amp;rdquo; I laughed but he didn&amp;rsquo;t laugh along. &amp;ldquo;It didn&amp;rsquo;t really seem like it&amp;rdquo; He mumbled fixing his eyes on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What do you mean?&amp;rdquo; I ask clearly confused. He shook his head as we pulled into my driveway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Thanks for the ride&amp;rdquo; I smiled gratefully and got out of his car. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;He got out too. I didn&amp;rsquo;t question his motives as he led me to my doorstep. Once we were on my porch he brushed a stray piece of hair out of my eyes and tucked it behind my ear. I could feel my heart racing as he leaned in closing his eyes and puckering his lips. I knew what was coming. This was the day I had been dreaming about since freshman year. Just as our lips were about to connect I stepped away from him and put my hand to his chest. His eyes flew open in shock that I didn&amp;rsquo;t kiss him back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m sorry it&amp;rsquo;s not that I didn&amp;rsquo;t want to kiss you, I mean I really did I-I just don&amp;rsquo;t rush into things on the first date&amp;rdquo; I babbled. He looked at me with an unreadable expression on his face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;re right. I&amp;rsquo;m sorry I don&amp;rsquo;t want to seem too forward&amp;rdquo; He stammered scratching his head nervously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;By the looks of his expression I&amp;rsquo;m guessing that I&amp;rsquo;m the first girl that has ever denied a kiss from him, and by the looks of his perfect lips I&amp;rsquo;m starting to regret my decision. Majorly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Goodbye Hayley&amp;rdquo; He murmured still shocked and awkwardly walked back to his car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;Why did I have to be such a screw up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; color: #0070c0; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;Josh&amp;rsquo;s Pov:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt; I was driving to school when I spotted a familiar blonde walking past. I smiled and pulled over behind her, beeping my horn. She turned around with a scared look on her face and pulled out her headphones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Josh?&amp;rdquo; She asked with a small smile. &amp;ldquo;What are you stalking me now?&amp;rdquo; She joked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Of course not&amp;rdquo; I chuckled &amp;ldquo;You live just down the road from me remember?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Of course&amp;rdquo; She giggled &amp;ldquo;Is it too much to ask you for a ride?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s your lucky day&amp;rdquo; I smiled opening my door for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;I pulled up to school and noticed Hayley getting out of her mums ugly old car. Hayley hated it when her mum dropped her off she would always text me for a ride. I quickly pulled out my phone and realized that I had three messages from Hayley. Crap. Jenna and I got out of the car and Hayley turned around and spotted me. Her eyes then traveled to Jenna and she frowned. I guess I had some explaining to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;ll see you around Josh&amp;rdquo; Jenna winked and blew me a kiss. Since when was Jenna flirty with me? We were just friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Did you not get my texts?&amp;rdquo; Hayley asked watching Jenna walk away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Not until now. I&amp;rsquo;m sorry Hayles&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Who&amp;rsquo;s the blonde chick?&amp;rdquo; Hayley asked suspicously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Just a friend&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah right&amp;rdquo; She scoffed crossing her arms. Was Hayley jealous?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;She really is I just met her the other day&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;And now you&amp;rsquo;re giving her rides to school instead of me?&amp;rdquo; Hayley whispered &amp;ldquo;We are supposed to be best friends you don&amp;rsquo;t just ditch me for some chick you barely even know&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh please you ditched me for a guy you barely even know&amp;rdquo; I say through clenched teeth. How dare her play the victim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Josh you know that I&amp;rsquo;ve had a crush on Ian since forever&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Freshman year&amp;rdquo; I corrected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;She glared at me &amp;ldquo;Now that I finally get a chance with Ian, you start hanging out with some blonde chick. Does our friendship just slip your mind or something?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Whatever this argument is stupid, everyone knows that you and Ian aren&amp;rsquo;t going to last&amp;rdquo; I say without thinking. I watched as she looked away, obviously hurt. Crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;You know what? I don&amp;rsquo;t need you anyways&amp;rdquo; She yells raising her voice. &amp;ldquo;Have fun with your life Josh&amp;rdquo; She stormed off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;I sighed and combed a hand through my hair. I hated fighting with Hayley. We barely ever argue but now it seems like the arguing is just beginning. I shouldn&amp;rsquo;t have said that about her relationship, I should have kept my opinion to myself. I know that Ian doesn&amp;rsquo;t date girls from this school because he&amp;rsquo;s &amp;ldquo;too good for them&amp;rdquo; so why would he date Hayley? I&amp;rsquo;m just suspicious of Ian, I don&amp;rsquo;t want Hayley to get hurt, also I don&amp;rsquo;t want her to be clung to Ian 24/7 and forget about me and the guys. I just want them to break up it would make life a lot easier, right? But then Hayley would be heart broken. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;Why do I have to be so in love with my best friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;]]></media:description>
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Hayley and her sister Erica are two teenage high school girls that live with there mother after there father ran away from the family a few years ago. At school Hayley is known at the bitter punk looking girl who use to be popular but lost her status after a break up, as for Erica she is the queen bee and popular girl of the school even though she is younger then Hayley.
Things start to happen between the sisters after there mother makes a rule that one is not allowed to date boys or go places with out the other.
Find out the full story once 'Wild At Heart' comes to an end!]]></description>
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    <media:title><![CDATA[Hate That I Love You [PREVIEW]]]></media:title>
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Hayley and her sister Erica are two teenage high school girls that live with there mother after there father ran away from the family a few years ago. At school Hayley is known at the bitter punk looking girl who use to be popular but lost her status after a break up, as for Erica she is the queen bee and popular girl of the school even though she is younger then Hayley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Things start to happen between the sisters after there mother makes a rule that one is not allowed to date boys or go places with out the other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;
The fast ticking of the uncommon warm summer rain was slowly clouding her mind; sitting near the open window of her apartment, with the radio playing Polaris, the song she loved the most by one of her favorite band &amp;ndash; one of their favorite band- she was losing herself in a sweet cloud of surrender from all the memories she had had to forget, but now she couldn&amp;rsquo;t deny it anymore.She breathed out, embracing herself in the soft cotton jacket, some locks of hair from her messed ponytail fell slowly on her chest, the rain kept ticking almost in time with the song.Hayley finally seemed to realize the last thing she wanted to.She needed him.
&amp;nbsp;
Joshua Neil Farro woke up that morning with a smooth perfume of warm rain.He lazily stretched his body, yawning loudly.The window was barely open, enough for him to hear the fast ticking of the rain on the city&amp;rsquo;s shadows.He smiled, Los Angeles was well known for being one of the most sunny city of the United States, but it seemed like it had to rain with his arrival, it was uncommon but possible.His feet came in contact with the cold wooden floor, making his skin shiver, his glance went to the clock on his beside table which read 8 and 13, and for him it meant that he had enough time to take a shower, dress up, have breakfast and continue his searching.He barely opened the window of the bathroom, too small for everyone to glance in the room from the outside, and as soon as he entered the shower the hot water started pouring down on his tense muscles, the humid vapor quickly took place all around the room, tarnishing the shower&amp;rsquo;s glass and the white tiles of the wall, the murmuring of the rain was resounding in the room with the drops of the shower.He breathed out, almost tiredly.He had to find her, he needed her even more than the blood in his pumping veins, her presence was that kind of adrenaline rush that Josh needed in his life.
Adrenaline rush.
He didn&amp;rsquo;t know how to explain it differently, he didn&amp;rsquo;t believe in that other word, he didn&amp;rsquo;t believe in that specific feeling.And that&amp;rsquo;s why she left he thought, roughly passing his fingers through his yet wet hair, annoyed.That girl was impossible to handle, but still he couldn&amp;rsquo;t let her go.
As soon as he had shut the handle of the shower, after had grabbed the nearest towel and had wrapped his waist with it, Josh stood up in front of the steamy mirror, almost lifeless.He felt as a sort of robot without feelings, like he wasn&amp;rsquo;t a human being.He kept staring at his blurred reflection in that mirror.
Undefined, just as he was.
He shook his head, for then reaching for the hair dryer in the drawer of the sink&amp;rsquo;s lower cabinet.He turned it on, passing a hand trough his hair with the hot blow. Maybe he need a cut.
&amp;nbsp;
He fell with his back on the bed, exhausted and breathless&amp;ldquo;Such a sissy you are&amp;rdquo; she giggled lying next to him, she bit her lower lip, running slowly her hand through his sweat hair&amp;ldquo;And I think it&amp;rsquo;s time for you to have a cut&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;Josh rolled his eyes, an amused smile on his lips.&amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;re just jealous &amp;lsquo;cause mine is beautiful and treated&amp;rdquo; he joked, pretending to be a girl with amazing hair, when it really was just a boy with his hair a little bit shorter than his girlfriend.Hayley smirked &amp;ldquo;Oh right, I&amp;rsquo;m so unbelievably jealous&amp;rdquo;Josh stared at her, it was kind of funny how they both were all sweaty from the entire afternoon of jogging, but he was still able to think that she was the most gorgeous woman his eyes had ever seen.&amp;ldquo;Farro, stop staring at me if you&amp;rsquo;re not gonna kiss me&amp;rdquo; she giggled, her breath still labored.Josh smiled &amp;ldquo;Who said I wasn&amp;rsquo;t?&amp;rdquo; he leaned forward to her face, hesitating a few inches away from her lips just to tease her a bit, but she soon anticipated him, crashing her lips on his with the same enthusiasm of a kid, a grin printed on them.Josh smiled and his tongue found place trough her smooth lips, a soft moan escaped from her mouth as his hand travelled along her chest, grabbing her thigh.Hayley suddenly broke the kiss, and Josh stared into her eyes with a perplexed expression on his face.&amp;ldquo;Josh&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;Yeah?&amp;rdquo; he asked, although the fact that he was above her was clouding his thoughts.She laughed, showing that little gap he had always found adorable&amp;ldquo;I was serious you know&amp;hellip; I really think you need a cut&amp;rdquo;
&amp;nbsp;
His cellphone buzzed from a message and he slowly posed the orange juice he was drinking on the nearest counter.Maybe it was Clare, again, though she still had never sent him a message, she usually directly called him.It seemed like she didn&amp;rsquo;t get over their break up, she was calling him almost every day since his departure and Josh was really annoyed.He glanced at the display.
Alright, let&amp;rsquo;s give a look.
Josh rose an eyebrow as he saw that it was from an unregistered number, but he couldn&amp;rsquo;t deny that a spark of curiosity kicked into his stomach. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He opened it and his heart sank into a puddle of feelings.It can&amp;rsquo;t be.He read the message for other 4 times, almost in disbelief.All this time he had been searching for her everywhere, and now she had appeared from a message, Josh couldn&amp;rsquo;t believe it.It had to be her, who else would have signed with a &amp;ldquo;H&amp;rdquo;?Josh rushed out of the apartment, not caring of the rain and entering in his hired car.He started it soon after, hasty, he knew that maybe he was being kind of reckless, but he had to admit that he didn&amp;rsquo;t care, he got a right feeling deep inside; that message was from her, and he knew he was finally going to meet her.
&amp;nbsp;
&amp;ldquo;I just&amp;hellip; I don&amp;rsquo;t know what to think anymore, Josh&amp;rdquo; she said, her arms crossed in a protective manner on her chest, her eyes were watering.He looked down, shaking his head. That situation was absurd.He did like her, a lot, he did care of her, more than he had ever done of anyone else.But he simply didn&amp;rsquo;t feel that other feeling, most of all because he didn&amp;rsquo;t believe in it.&amp;ldquo;I&amp;hellip; You know I can&amp;rsquo;t tell you something I don&amp;rsquo;t feel, Hayley&amp;rdquo; he saw a bitter tear rolling down her smooth and pale cheek&amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t get you&amp;rdquo;Josh bit his lipring, nervously &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m sorry, I&amp;hellip; I don&amp;rsquo;t know what to say&amp;rdquo;Hayley scrolled her shoulders, an incredulous smirk came out from her lips, her eyes still glossy from the tears.&amp;ldquo;So you&amp;rsquo;re giving up on me?&amp;rdquo; she asked, finally looking into his eyes.Josh felt the World on his shoulders, his hands were trembling&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m not&amp;rdquo;&amp;ldquo;Then what&amp;rsquo;s the deal in telling me that you love me?&amp;rdquo;&amp;ldquo;You know I don&amp;rsquo;t believe in it, Hayley&amp;rdquo; he said almost tiredly.She smirked, shaking slowly her head&amp;ldquo;No, simply you don&amp;rsquo;t love me. I can&amp;rsquo;t be with a person who doesn&amp;rsquo;t love me back, Josh&amp;rdquo; she said firmly, and for the first time Josh felt something he wasn&amp;rsquo;t used to.The fear of losing a so dear and important person.&amp;ldquo;What? You.. you&amp;rsquo;re breaking up with me?&amp;rdquo; he stared at her in disbelief and Hayley nodded almost reluctantly, closing her eyes and letting more tears ran along her cheeks, and Josh felt the World spinning faster all around him.But he still didn&amp;rsquo;t want to lie to her, even if that meant losing her.&amp;ldquo;And what about these past years? We were doing more than fine even with me not telling you that I loved you!&amp;rdquo;Hayley&amp;rsquo;s eyes widened, flames in them &amp;ldquo;It hurt! It hurt &amp;lsquo;cause when I told you the first time you simply said that you liked me too! After 1 year, Josh, and I did love you, but maybe I&amp;rsquo;m not the one for you. I know you told me about your parents, and you know that I&amp;rsquo;ve been trough that too&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; she breathed out, tiredly&amp;ldquo;it just took me too much time to realize that maybe it was all in my head, that yours was just an excuse&amp;rdquo;&amp;ldquo;It wasn&amp;rsquo;t!&amp;rdquo;&amp;ldquo;I can&amp;rsquo;t handle this situation anymore, Josh&amp;hellip; I just need to leave&amp;rdquo;He stared at her &amp;ldquo;Well, then I&amp;rsquo;ll find you wherever you will go&amp;rdquo;Hayley felt her eyes watering once more, she had to go away from him, now or never.&amp;ldquo;I&amp;hellip; I&amp;rsquo;m sorry&amp;rdquo;Hot tears started running along her cheeks as she turned away, walking fast to her car.He didn&amp;rsquo;t call her, he knew it was useless, most of all because he didn&amp;rsquo;t know what to say.But Josh was sure of a thing, maybe the worst he could ever realize.
He had lost her.
&amp;nbsp;
He finally got to the place of the appointment, he had never felt so nervous and excited at the same time.The rain kept pouring down on him, but he really didn&amp;rsquo;t care.20 minutes had passed, and with every minute of it his previous hope, but as soon as he was about to walk back to the car he noticed a tiny figure walking toward him with a pink umbrella, and his heart started racing faster than a beat of a hummingbird&amp;rsquo;s wings, his breath caught in his throat.She stepped in front of him &amp;ldquo;Hi, Josh&amp;rdquo;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
Josh was sure that they only had to figure things out, she didn&amp;rsquo;t really want to leave him.2 days passed without any call, and Josh felt like dying without the sweet sound of her voice, and he did the only thing he felt right to.He drove till her house, while thinking at all the right words he had to tell her.He breathed in as the door opened, just to show her mother&amp;ldquo;Josh?&amp;rdquo;&amp;ldquo;Cristi&amp;hellip; can I talk with Hayley?&amp;rdquo; her expression changed, sorry&amp;ldquo;Josh&amp;hellip; she&amp;rsquo;s gone&amp;rdquo; his eyes widened and his heart skipped a beat.What?&amp;ldquo;Gone? Where?!&amp;rdquo; Cristi scrolled her shoulders, sighing&amp;ldquo;I have no idea, she told me she needed a new star or something, and that she would have texted me soon&amp;rdquo;Josh shook his head in disbelief, feeling his World falling in pieces&amp;ldquo;It can&amp;rsquo;t be&amp;rdquo;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m sorry, Josh&amp;rdquo;He hurried to his car, the figures all around seemed blurred.She was gone and he hadn&amp;rsquo;t done anything to let her stay.
&amp;nbsp;
&amp;nbsp;
They were sitting into a little caf&amp;egrave;, a cloud of hush and awkwardness around them.&amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s&amp;hellip; been a while, uh?&amp;rdquo;&amp;ldquo;7 months&amp;rdquo;Hayley nodded, to be honest she had counted them, too.&amp;ldquo;How did you know that I was here?&amp;rdquo; Josh finally said, staring at her.Hayley looked down, some locks of her orange hair fell on her pale face&amp;ldquo;Dakotah&amp;rdquo;Josh smirked almost automatically, he should have imagined it.&amp;ldquo;And how did you know I was in Los Angeles?&amp;rdquo;&amp;ldquo;Well.. looks like Dakotah had a plan on&amp;rdquo; she smiled at his words, Dakotah was absurd.&amp;ldquo;So why are you here?&amp;rdquo;He breathed out, colleting his thoughts&amp;ldquo;I told you that I would have find you, wherever you would have gone&amp;rdquo;Hayley clenched her fists, pretending to keep the tears that were ready to spill away from her emerald eyes.&amp;ldquo;And what about you girlfriend?&amp;rdquo; she spitted out bitterly as poison.Josh sighed &amp;ldquo;She was a sort of test Hayley, I needed to get over you but&amp;hellip; it&amp;rsquo;s been impossible, I broke up with her as soon as I knew where you were&amp;rdquo;Hayley&amp;rsquo;s heart skipped a beat, she didn&amp;rsquo;t know what to say, but soon she realized she had done a huge mistake by texting him.&amp;ldquo;I&amp;hellip; I&amp;rsquo;m sorry&amp;rdquo; she stood up, rushing for the exit.She didn&amp;rsquo;t care of the still pouring rain, she didn&amp;rsquo;t care of the forgotten umbrella, she just had to get out of there, away from him, but Josh wasn&amp;rsquo;t there for letting her go, not again.He hurried outside, searching for her all around.He ran toward her, not caring of the rain, and as he stepped closer he grabbed her arm.&amp;ldquo;Hayley damn, don&amp;rsquo;t you dear to get away again!&amp;rdquo; she looked at him, glad that from the rain he couldn&amp;rsquo;t see the tears that were streaming down her cheeks.&amp;ldquo;I came here just for you, Hayley, cause I&amp;rsquo;ve realized that I can&amp;rsquo;t live without you, I really can&amp;rsquo;t&amp;rdquo;Hayley bit her lip, staring right into his deep eyes &amp;ldquo;But you don&amp;rsquo;t love me, Josh!&amp;rdquo;&amp;ldquo;I do!&amp;rdquo; he quickly said, it came out automatically and Josh was surprised from his own words.Did he just say that he loved her?&amp;ldquo;What?&amp;rdquo; he looked at her &amp;ldquo;Can we go somewhere else? We&amp;rsquo;re getting a free shower&amp;rdquo;&amp;ldquo;Josh&amp;rdquo;&amp;ldquo;C&amp;rsquo;mon&amp;rdquo; he handed his hand toward her and she took it, shaky.The two headed to Josh&amp;rsquo;s car and he silently drove till his apartment; they were watering all the seats, but Josh didn&amp;rsquo;t really care, she was with him, in that moment it was all that mattered.Hayley entered the apartment almost shyly, bringing a lock of hair behind her ear.&amp;ldquo;You want a beer?&amp;rdquo; Josh asked while opening the freezer, lightening the room, and she shook her head.&amp;ldquo;The couch doesn&amp;rsquo;t bit, you know&amp;rdquo; Josh smirked glancing quickly at her and Hayley sat down, nodding.She didn&amp;rsquo;t know why she was feeling awkward, she wasn&amp;rsquo;t that shy or inappropriate, but now she was feeling almost another person.Josh sat next to her, letting the Alpine Nelson ran down along his dry throat.Hayley stared silently at him while his Adam&amp;rsquo;s apple went up and down, chewing hard her lips.&amp;ldquo;Can I?&amp;rdquo; Josh looked at her and smirked amused as she grabbed the bottle from his hand, drinking all at once &amp;ldquo;Thirsty, uh?&amp;rdquo;Hayley wiped her lips with the back of her hand, she needed that sip.&amp;ldquo;You still have to answer me, Josh&amp;rdquo; she said, reminding him that she hadn&amp;rsquo;t forgot the question.Josh swallowed hard.&amp;ldquo;I&amp;hellip; I just want you to come back with me, Hayles&amp;rdquo; he breathed out honestly, but still Hayley didn&amp;rsquo;t hear that three words she had hoped for.She sighed, standing up&amp;ldquo;That&amp;rsquo;s it?! Really you&amp;rsquo;d do first saying that I was good in bed or something!&amp;rdquo; she snapped looking right into his eyes, Josh felt awful.&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;This really isn&amp;rsquo;t going anywhere, Josh, and I&amp;rsquo;m out of words, and you just lost your time by coming here&amp;rdquo;Hayley turned slowly reaching for the door, but as soon as her hand was about to turn the handle a voice took place into that silence.&amp;ldquo;I love you&amp;rdquo; she heard almost in a whisper.Hayley turned to his direction and he stood up, walking slowly toward her.&amp;ldquo;What?&amp;rdquo; Josh nodded a few inches away from her flawless face&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;ve been a jerk, Hayles, a total jerk, but I&amp;rsquo;m too scared of losing you again. I was afraid to even say it because of my parents&amp;rsquo; divorce, you know that I&amp;rsquo;ve never been through it, but you know what? I guess love is a continue fight, it&amp;rsquo;s that force that brings two people together. I do love you, if that means that I can&amp;rsquo;t live a second without you, and believe me when I say that these lasts months have been a total hell, I dreamed you almost every night. I want you in my life, Hayley, as long as you&amp;rsquo;ll want me and as long as I&amp;rsquo;ll live&amp;rdquo;
Hayley puzzled, it seemed like her lungs were gone and she had forgot how to breathe as her breath caught into her throat.
And then she did it, she gave in almost naively and she crashed her lips on his.Josh&amp;rsquo;s lips tasted like the warm fields of her lovely Tennessee, of sun rays, of early morning dew, simply of everything Hayley had missed in those 7 months.In the end that kiss jus tasted of Josh, and she was whole with it.He cupped her face closer to his with his hands, he had missed her too much to have clarity in his mind in that moment.Hayley felt his hot hands ran along her edges for then grabbing closely her hips, and Hayley let out a soft moan.&amp;ldquo;I love you&amp;rdquo; he whispered with his eyes closed, pulling her slowly toward him while he started walking backward, till his legs hit the edge of his couch.Hayley fell above him, their lips still connected and her fingers running through his still wet hair, she gasped loudly as Josh&amp;rsquo;s hands grabbed her tights, his lips now biting sweetly her neck.&amp;ldquo;I love you&amp;rdquo; he said once more panting and slipping his hands under her blouse, tracing smooth patterns with his fingertips, Hayley&amp;rsquo;s skin shivered from his touch.&amp;ldquo;I love you&amp;rdquo; he unbuttoned her shirt and Hayley let it fell along her arms and on the ground, moaning as Josh&amp;rsquo;s lips placed on her breasts.That night, with the pouring rain crushing down the city of the Angeles, they regained their 7 months of distance, and they both realized the one, most important thing.
Love was there, palpable in the air, and they both could feel it.
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
I keep coming back To you everytime Washing the walls of the room that you slept And the place that you hide
I wanna be sure that your hearts on fire, and you&amp;rsquo;re gonna be pure and that your love is all mine I wanna be sure&amp;hellip;
If I lose my grip If I hold on to tight Will you keep me from drifting away swept up in the tide
I wanna be sure that your hearts on fire and you&amp;rsquo;re gonna be pure And that your love is all mine I wanna be sure I wanna be sure
Yeah I wanna be sure that your hearts on fire and that your gonna be pure and that your love is all mine I wanna be sure
That your hearts on fire And that your gonna be pure And that your love is all mine  
&amp;nbsp;
And that your love is all mine;
&amp;nbsp;
***
Woooow! I owed you this. I really don&amp;rsquo;t know how it came into my mind, I was at my computer, listening to music and surfing the net, and the title appeared right into my thoughts, I don&amp;rsquo;t know why and I don&amp;rsquo;t know how, maybe &amp;lsquo;cause I hope too that somebody will find me till the end&amp;hellip;? Haha who knows. Anyways I&amp;rsquo;m really proud of this one shot, I put down all my feelings from this last week, so&amp;hellip; yeah, hope you enjoyed &amp;nbsp;it as much as I do and did when I was writing it.
Geez, I talk way too much! Well, hear ya and let me know all your thoughts about it! 
(oh, and I&amp;rsquo;m still angry with all y&amp;rsquo;all &amp;lsquo;cause nobody cared of my last post *sigh sigh*)
And listen to the song, it&amp;rsquo;s lovely http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ODqGYBBN4y8
Can&amp;rsquo;t believe I got to know this man and his breathtaking music from American Pie haha oh well...&amp;nbsp;
&amp;lsquo;Kay, gotta go. C ya soon buds!
&amp;nbsp;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;The fast ticking of the uncommon warm summer rain was slowly clouding her mind; sitting near the open window of her apartment, with the radio playing Polaris, the song she loved the most by one of her favorite band &amp;ndash; one of &lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;their&lt;/em&gt; favorite band- she was losing herself in a sweet cloud of surrender from all the memories she had had to forget, but now she couldn&amp;rsquo;t deny it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;She breathed out, embracing herself in the soft cotton jacket, some locks of hair from her messed ponytail fell slowly on her chest, the rain kept ticking almost in time with the song.&lt;br /&gt;Hayley finally seemed to realize the last thing she wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She needed him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Joshua Neil Farro woke up that morning with a smooth perfume of warm rain.&lt;br /&gt;He lazily stretched his body, yawning loudly.&lt;br /&gt;The window was barely open, enough for him to hear the fast ticking of the rain on the city&amp;rsquo;s shadows.&lt;br /&gt;He smiled, Los Angeles was well known for being one of the most sunny city of the United States, but it seemed like it &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; to rain with his arrival, it was uncommon but possible.&lt;br /&gt;His feet came in contact with the cold wooden floor, making his skin shiver, his glance went to the clock on his beside table which read 8 and 13, and for him it meant that he had enough time to take a shower, dress up, have breakfast and continue his searching.&lt;br /&gt;He barely opened the window of the bathroom, too small for everyone to glance in the room from the outside, and as soon as he entered the shower the hot water started pouring down on his tense muscles, the humid vapor quickly took place all around the room, tarnishing the shower&amp;rsquo;s glass and the white tiles of the wall, the murmuring of the rain was resounding in the room with the drops of the shower.&lt;br /&gt;He breathed out, almost tiredly.&lt;br /&gt;He had to find &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt;, he needed her even more than the blood in his pumping veins, her presence was that kind of adrenaline rush that Josh needed in his life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Adrenaline rush.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;He didn&amp;rsquo;t know how to explain it differently, he didn&amp;rsquo;t believe in &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;other word, he didn&amp;rsquo;t believe in that specific feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And that&amp;rsquo;s why she left &lt;/em&gt;he thought, roughly passing his fingers through his yet wet hair, annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;That girl was impossible to handle, but still he couldn&amp;rsquo;t let her go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;As soon as he had shut the handle of the shower, after had grabbed the nearest towel and had wrapped his waist with it, Josh stood up in front of the steamy mirror, almost lifeless.&lt;br /&gt;He felt as a sort of robot without feelings, like he wasn&amp;rsquo;t a human being.&lt;br /&gt;He kept staring at his blurred reflection in that mirror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Undefined&lt;/em&gt;, just as he was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;He shook his head, for then reaching for the hair dryer in the drawer of the sink&amp;rsquo;s lower cabinet.&lt;br /&gt;He turned it on, passing a hand trough his hair with the hot blow. &lt;em&gt;Maybe he need a cut&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;He fell with his back on the bed, exhausted and breathless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;ldquo;Such a sissy you are&amp;rdquo; she giggled lying next to him, she bit her lower lip, running slowly her hand through his sweat hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;ldquo;And I think it&amp;rsquo;s time for you to have a cut&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Josh rolled his eyes, an amused smile on his lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;re just jealous &amp;lsquo;cause mine is beautiful and treated&amp;rdquo; he joked, pretending to be a girl with amazing hair, when it really was just a boy with his hair a little bit shorter than his girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hayley smirked &amp;ldquo;Oh right, I&amp;rsquo;m so unbelievably jealous&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Josh stared at her, it was kind of funny how they both were all sweaty from the entire afternoon of jogging, but he was still able to think that she was the most gorgeous woman his eyes had ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;ldquo;Farro, stop staring at me if you&amp;rsquo;re not gonna kiss me&amp;rdquo; she giggled, her breath still labored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Josh smiled &amp;ldquo;Who said I wasn&amp;rsquo;t?&amp;rdquo; he leaned forward to her face, hesitating a few inches away from her lips just to tease her a bit, but she soon anticipated him, crashing her lips on his with the same enthusiasm of a kid, a grin printed on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Josh smiled and his tongue found place trough her smooth lips, a soft moan escaped from her mouth as his hand travelled along her chest, grabbing her thigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hayley suddenly broke the kiss, and Josh stared into her eyes with a perplexed expression on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;ldquo;Josh&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;Yeah?&amp;rdquo; he asked, although the fact that he was above her was clouding his thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;She laughed, showing that little gap he had always found adorable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;ldquo;I was serious you know&amp;hellip; I really think you need a cut&amp;rdquo;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;His cellphone buzzed from a message and he slowly posed the orange juice he was drinking on the nearest counter.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was Clare, &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;, though she still had never sent him a message, she usually directly called him.&lt;br /&gt;It seemed like she didn&amp;rsquo;t get over their break up, she was calling him almost every day since his departure and Josh was really annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;He glanced at the display.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Alright, let&amp;rsquo;s give a look&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Josh rose an eyebrow as he saw that it was from an unregistered number, but he couldn&amp;rsquo;t deny that a spark of curiosity kicked into his stomach. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;He opened it and his heart sank into a puddle of feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It can&amp;rsquo;t be&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;He read the message for other 4 times, almost in disbelief.&lt;br /&gt;All this time he had been searching for her everywhere, and now she had appeared from a message, Josh couldn&amp;rsquo;t believe it.&lt;br /&gt;It had to be her, who else would have signed with a &amp;ldquo;H&amp;rdquo;?&lt;br /&gt;Josh rushed out of the apartment, not caring of the rain and entering in his hired car.&lt;br /&gt;He started it soon after, hasty, he knew that maybe he was being kind of reckless, but he had to admit that he didn&amp;rsquo;t care, he got a right feeling deep inside; that message was from her, and he knew he was finally going to meet her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I just&amp;hellip; I don&amp;rsquo;t know what to think anymore, Josh&amp;rdquo; she said, her arms crossed in a protective manner on her chest, her eyes were watering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;He looked down, shaking his head. That situation was absurd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;He did like her, a lot, he did care of her, more than he had ever done of anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;But he simply didn&amp;rsquo;t feel that other feeling, most of all because he didn&amp;rsquo;t believe in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;hellip; You know I can&amp;rsquo;t tell you something I don&amp;rsquo;t feel, Hayley&amp;rdquo; he saw a bitter tear rolling down her smooth and pale cheek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t get you&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Josh bit his lipring, nervously &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m sorry, I&amp;hellip; I don&amp;rsquo;t know what to say&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Hayley scrolled her shoulders, an incredulous smirk came out from her lips, her eyes still glossy from the tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;So you&amp;rsquo;re giving up on me?&amp;rdquo; she asked, finally looking into his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Josh felt the World on his shoulders, his hands were trembling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m not&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Then what&amp;rsquo;s the deal in telling me that you love me?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;You know I don&amp;rsquo;t believe in it, Hayley&amp;rdquo; he said almost tiredly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;She smirked, shaking slowly her head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;No, simply you don&amp;rsquo;t love me. I can&amp;rsquo;t be with a person who doesn&amp;rsquo;t love me back, Josh&amp;rdquo; she said firmly, and for the first time Josh felt something he wasn&amp;rsquo;t used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;The fear of losing a so dear and important person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What? You.. you&amp;rsquo;re breaking up with me?&amp;rdquo; he stared at her in disbelief and Hayley nodded almost reluctantly, closing her eyes and letting more tears ran along her cheeks, and Josh felt the World spinning faster all around him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;But he still didn&amp;rsquo;t want to lie to her, even if that meant losing her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;And what about these past years? We were doing more than fine even with me not telling you that I loved you!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Hayley&amp;rsquo;s eyes widened, flames in them &amp;ldquo;It hurt! It hurt &amp;lsquo;cause when I told you the first time you simply said that you liked me too! After 1 year, Josh, and I did love you, but maybe I&amp;rsquo;m not the one for you. I know you told me about your parents, and you know that I&amp;rsquo;ve been trough that too&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; she breathed out, tiredly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;it just took me too much time to realize that maybe it was all in my head, that yours was just an excuse&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;It wasn&amp;rsquo;t!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I can&amp;rsquo;t handle this situation anymore, Josh&amp;hellip; I just need to leave&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;He stared at her &amp;ldquo;Well, then I&amp;rsquo;ll find you wherever you will go&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Hayley felt her eyes watering once more, she had to go away from him, now or never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;hellip; I&amp;rsquo;m sorry&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Hot tears started running along her cheeks as she turned away, walking fast to her car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;He didn&amp;rsquo;t call her, he knew it was useless, most of all because he didn&amp;rsquo;t know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;But Josh was sure of a thing, maybe the worst he could ever realize.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;He had lost her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;He finally got to the place of the appointment, he had never felt so nervous and excited at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;The rain kept pouring down on him, but he really didn&amp;rsquo;t care.&lt;br /&gt;20 minutes had passed, and with every minute of it his previous hope, but as soon as he was about to walk back to the car he noticed a tiny figure walking toward him with a pink umbrella, and his heart started racing faster than a beat of a hummingbird&amp;rsquo;s wings, his breath caught in his throat.&lt;br /&gt;She stepped in front of him &amp;ldquo;Hi, Josh&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Josh was sure that they only had to figure things out, she didn&amp;rsquo;t really want to leave him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 days passed without any call, and Josh felt like dying without the sweet sound of her voice, and he did the only thing he felt right to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;He drove till her house, while thinking at all the right words he had to tell her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;He breathed in as the door opened, just to show her mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;ldquo;Josh?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Cristi&amp;hellip; can I talk with Hayley?&amp;rdquo; her expression changed, sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Josh&amp;hellip; she&amp;rsquo;s gone&amp;rdquo; his eyes widened and his heart skipped a beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Gone? Where?!&amp;rdquo; Cristi scrolled her shoulders, sighing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I have no idea, she told me she needed a new star or something, and that she would have texted me soon&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Josh shook his head in disbelief, feeling his World falling in pieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;It can&amp;rsquo;t be&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m sorry, Josh&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;He hurried to his car, the figures all around seemed blurred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;She was gone and he hadn&amp;rsquo;t done anything to let her stay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;They were sitting into a little caf&amp;egrave;, a cloud of hush and awkwardness around them.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s&amp;hellip; been a while, uh?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;7 months&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;Hayley nodded, to be honest she had counted them, too.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;How did you know that I was here?&amp;rdquo; Josh finally said, staring at her.&lt;br /&gt;Hayley looked down, some locks of her orange hair fell on her pale face&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Dakotah&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;Josh smirked almost automatically, he should have imagined it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;And how did you know I was in Los Angeles?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Well.. looks like Dakotah had a plan on&amp;rdquo; she smiled at his words, Dakotah was absurd.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;So why are you here?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;He breathed out, colleting his thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I told you that I would have find you, wherever you would have gone&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;Hayley clenched her fists, pretending to keep the tears that were ready to spill away from her emerald eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;And what about you &lt;em&gt;girlfriend&lt;/em&gt;?&amp;rdquo; she spitted out bitterly as poison.&lt;br /&gt;Josh sighed &amp;ldquo;She was a sort of test Hayley, I needed to get over you but&amp;hellip; it&amp;rsquo;s been impossible, I broke up with her as soon as I knew where you were&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;Hayley&amp;rsquo;s heart skipped a beat, she didn&amp;rsquo;t know what to say, but soon she realized she had done a huge mistake by texting him.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;hellip; I&amp;rsquo;m sorry&amp;rdquo; she stood up, rushing for the exit.&lt;br /&gt;She didn&amp;rsquo;t care of the still pouring rain, she didn&amp;rsquo;t care of the forgotten umbrella, she just had to get out of there, away from him, but Josh wasn&amp;rsquo;t there for letting her go, not again.&lt;br /&gt;He hurried outside, searching for her all around.&lt;br /&gt;He ran toward her, not caring of the rain, and as he stepped closer he grabbed her arm.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hayley damn, don&amp;rsquo;t you dear to get away again!&amp;rdquo; she looked at him, glad that from the rain he couldn&amp;rsquo;t see the tears that were streaming down her cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I came here just for you, Hayley, cause I&amp;rsquo;ve realized that I can&amp;rsquo;t live without you, I really can&amp;rsquo;t&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;Hayley bit her lip, staring right into his deep eyes &amp;ldquo;But you don&amp;rsquo;t love me, Josh!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I do!&amp;rdquo; he quickly said, it came out automatically and Josh was surprised from his own words.&lt;br /&gt;Did he just say that he loved her?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;What?&amp;rdquo; he looked at her &amp;ldquo;Can we go somewhere else? We&amp;rsquo;re getting a free shower&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Josh&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;C&amp;rsquo;mon&amp;rdquo; he handed his hand toward her and she took it, shaky.&lt;br /&gt;The two headed to Josh&amp;rsquo;s car and he silently drove till his apartment; they were watering all the seats, but Josh didn&amp;rsquo;t really care, she was with him, in that moment it was all that mattered.&lt;br /&gt;Hayley entered the apartment almost shyly, bringing a lock of hair behind her ear.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;You want a beer?&amp;rdquo; Josh asked while opening the freezer, lightening the room, and she shook her head.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;The couch doesn&amp;rsquo;t bit, you know&amp;rdquo; Josh smirked glancing quickly at her and Hayley sat down, nodding.&lt;br /&gt;She didn&amp;rsquo;t know why she was feeling awkward, she wasn&amp;rsquo;t that shy or inappropriate, but now she was feeling almost another person.&lt;br /&gt;Josh sat next to her, letting the Alpine Nelson ran down along his dry throat.&lt;br /&gt;Hayley stared silently at him while his Adam&amp;rsquo;s apple went up and down, chewing hard her lips.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Can I?&amp;rdquo; Josh looked at her and smirked amused as she grabbed the bottle from his hand, drinking all at once &amp;ldquo;Thirsty, uh?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;Hayley wiped her lips with the back of her hand, she needed that sip.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;You still have to answer me, Josh&amp;rdquo; she said, reminding him that she hadn&amp;rsquo;t forgot the question.&lt;br /&gt;Josh swallowed hard.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;hellip; I just want you to come back with me, Hayles&amp;rdquo; he breathed out honestly, but still Hayley didn&amp;rsquo;t hear that three words she had hoped for.&lt;br /&gt;She sighed, standing up&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;That&amp;rsquo;s it?! Really you&amp;rsquo;d do first saying that I was good in bed or something!&amp;rdquo; she snapped looking right into his eyes, Josh felt awful.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;This really isn&amp;rsquo;t going anywhere, Josh, and I&amp;rsquo;m out of words, and you just lost your time by coming here&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;Hayley turned slowly reaching for the door, but as soon as her hand was about to turn the handle a voice took place into that silence.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I love you&amp;rdquo; she heard almost in a whisper.&lt;br /&gt;Hayley turned to his direction and he stood up, walking slowly toward her.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;What?&amp;rdquo; Josh nodded a few inches away from her flawless face&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;ve been a jerk, Hayles, a total jerk, but I&amp;rsquo;m too scared of losing you again. I was afraid to even say it because of my parents&amp;rsquo; divorce, you know that I&amp;rsquo;ve never been through it, but you know what? I guess love is a continue fight, it&amp;rsquo;s that force that brings two people together. I do love you, if that means that I can&amp;rsquo;t live a second without you, and believe me when I say that these lasts months have been a total hell, I dreamed you almost every night. I want you in my life, Hayley, as long as you&amp;rsquo;ll want me and as long as I&amp;rsquo;ll live&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Hayley puzzled, it seemed like her lungs were gone and she had forgot how to breathe as her breath caught into her throat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;And then she did it, she gave in almost naively and she crashed her lips on his.&lt;br /&gt;Josh&amp;rsquo;s lips tasted like the warm fields of her lovely Tennessee, of sun rays, of early morning dew, simply of everything Hayley had missed in those 7 months.&lt;br /&gt;In the end that kiss jus tasted of Josh, and she was whole with it.&lt;br /&gt;He cupped her face closer to his with his hands, he had missed her too much to have clarity in his mind in that moment.&lt;br /&gt;Hayley felt his hot hands ran along her edges for then grabbing closely her hips, and Hayley let out a soft moan.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I love you&amp;rdquo; he whispered with his eyes closed, pulling her slowly toward him while he started walking backward, till his legs hit the edge of his couch.&lt;br /&gt;Hayley fell above him, their lips still connected and her fingers running through his still wet hair, she gasped loudly as Josh&amp;rsquo;s hands grabbed her tights, his lips now biting sweetly her neck.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I love you&amp;rdquo; he said once more panting and slipping his hands under her blouse, tracing smooth patterns with his fingertips, Hayley&amp;rsquo;s skin shivered from his touch.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I love you&amp;rdquo; he unbuttoned her shirt and Hayley let it fell along her arms and on the ground, moaning as Josh&amp;rsquo;s lips placed on her breasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, with the pouring rain crushing down the city of the Angeles, they regained their 7 months of distance, and they both realized the one, most important thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love&lt;/em&gt; was there, palpable in the air, and they both could feel it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I keep coming back&lt;br /&gt; To you everytime&lt;br /&gt; Washing the walls of the room that you slept&lt;br /&gt; And the place that you hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I wanna be sure&lt;br /&gt; that your hearts on fire,&lt;br /&gt; and you&amp;rsquo;re gonna be pure&lt;br /&gt; and that your love is all mine&lt;br /&gt; I wanna be sure&amp;hellip;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;If I lose my grip&lt;br /&gt; If I hold on to tight&lt;br /&gt; Will you keep me from drifting away swept up in the tide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I wanna be sure&lt;br /&gt; that your hearts on fire&lt;br /&gt; and you&amp;rsquo;re gonna be pure&lt;br /&gt; And that your love is all mine&lt;br /&gt; I wanna be sure&lt;br /&gt; I wanna be sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Yeah I wanna be sure&lt;br /&gt; that your hearts on fire&lt;br /&gt; and that your gonna be pure&lt;br /&gt; and that your love is all mine&lt;br /&gt; I wanna be sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;That your hearts on fire&lt;br /&gt; And that your gonna be pure&lt;br /&gt; And that your love is all mine&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;And that your love is all mine;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Woooow! I owed you this. I really don&amp;rsquo;t know how it came into my mind, I was at my computer, listening to music and surfing the net, and the title appeared right into my thoughts, I don&amp;rsquo;t know why and I don&amp;rsquo;t know how, maybe &amp;lsquo;cause I hope too that somebody will find me till the end&amp;hellip;? Haha who knows. Anyways I&amp;rsquo;m really proud of this one shot, I put down all my feelings from this last week, so&amp;hellip; yeah, hope you enjoyed &amp;nbsp;it as much as I do and did when I was writing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Geez, I talk way too much! Well, hear ya and let me know all your thoughts about it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;(oh, and I&amp;rsquo;m still angry with all y&amp;rsquo;all &amp;lsquo;cause nobody cared of my last post *sigh sigh*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;And listen to the song, it&amp;rsquo;s lovely &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ODqGYBBN4y8&quot;&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ODqGYBBN4y8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Can&amp;rsquo;t believe I got to know this man and his breathtaking music from American Pie haha oh well...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;lsquo;Kay, gotta go. C ya soon buds!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Patty]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;]]></media:description>
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