BELLA

I run up the stairs and close my curtains. Then I lean against the backboard of my bed and cry. I don't know why I've been crying so much lately. But he regretted kissing me. I honestly don't think that first kisses are important, but the fact that he said he shouldn't of kissed me, made me want to die in a hole. The kiss was obviously horrible. But it was my first kiss.

I spent around 5 hours at their house, so I didn't do my homework. Not like I was going to actually do it anyways.

But him kissing me, is just so awkward. He is my neighbour. How am I supposed to avoid him?

When he put his arm around me for a few seconds, my whole body lit up. Like a fire was ignited from within my body. I went from freezing to burning a few seconds. And the fact that he had his thigh against mine didn't help.

He's probably kissed so many girls. I was so bad compared to the rest. I just know it. Why would he even kiss me? I know he regrets it. He probably just wanted to have sex with me and then chuck me. What am I saying? He isn't like that. Why am I overthinking this so much?

I open my phone to distract me and notice a new Snapchat notification. That's weird, I don't have any friends that snap me. The name says Dylan Bowell. I notice that it is a chat and I immediately wonder who that is. So I open it up and it says

"heyyy it's pizza guy."

Oh!

"Hi." I respond back. He opens it almost immediately and types back.

"What you up to?"

Trying not to tear my eyes out.

"Nothing much, wbu?"

"Just finished work."

"Cool." Is all I respond.

Which reminds me, I have work tomorrow. My schedule changes every week. Sometimes it's once a week, sometimes it's five.

A few days go by and I didn't see Matt. I continued talking with Dylan, anytime he texted, I responded. I had to work 3 times this week which was good to pass the time.

Scarlet is currently sleeping over at my place, because tomorrow is the weekend and we get to sleep in. I needed sleep as well. School was literally the worst this week. I never saw Matt in the hallways. I had tests and group projects. I only got to read one book this week, which sucked. Overall it was a pretty hectic week.

"Can you go get the door." I ask Scarlet.

She glares at me and then goes to get the pizza.

I'm busy watching the Green house Academy, that I don't even think about who could be at the door.

"Hey!" A voice comes from the door and I turn my head to see Dylan. My heart nearly stops.

"Hi." My voice comes out in a low whisper.

Scarlet brings the pizza down onto the table in front of the couch and smirks at me.

"I noticed the address from the last time you ordered and I asked if I could make this run." He smiles at me.

"Oh." He seems to be a little disappointed with my response because his smile turns into a frown.

"It's okay, I get that you're shy. But I was wondering if you'd like to go out for food sometime." Holy crabby patties!

"Uh sure." No! Nope! Absolutely not Bella! Bad idea! You are socially awkward!

"Great!" He replies with an award winning smile. "I'll text you when. But I better get back to making deliveries."

"Okay, bye." I awkwardly wave my hand and he waves it back.

As soon as he steps out the door I slam it shut.

"No!" I yell, plopping down onto my couch. "I'm doomed! Dishonour on me! Dishonour on my whole family!" I say reciting some words from my favourite Disney movie.

"And why are you a dishonour to our whole family?" Brian asks.

"She got asked out and is afraid of ruining everything." Scarlet signs and I slap her knee.

"What?! Who was it? That doctor boy?!" My brother roars. Frickin lion.

"It doesn't matter." I respond eating a slice of pizza.

"Hell yes it does!" I wince at his tone.

"Another boy asked me out." I mumble.

"Someone at your school? What's his name? Do you even know anything about him?!"

"He doesn't go to my school and his name is none of your business. Now, if you would please leave, I'm trying to have a good night with Scar." Every time I say her name, it reminds me of the Lion King.

"You will tell me." He swears heading off into his room.

"He needs to find a girl." Scarlet signs, shaking her head.

"Trust me, I know." Another knock on the door startles me and I almost drop my pizza slice.

I get up from the couch with my pizza slice in hand and then open the door. Once I do, I wish I hadn't. Matt stands there, with his hands in his pockets.

"Hey." He says.

"Uh, hi?" I question. I'm actually three seconds away from slamming the door in his face.

"I haven't seen you for a while." Can I not just watch my show in peace?

"Yeah." I respond.

"I missed you." His voice is barely audible that I have to move a little bit closer to hear him.

"Why?"

"Why wouldn't I? I mean I kissed you for a reason." Scarlet drops a glass on the floor behind and all eyes go to her reaction. Her jaw is practically on the floor as she looks at us

"But you regretted it. You even said so." I look back to him.

"No, I said I shouldn't have taken your first kiss. Not that I regretted it." I can hear the honesty in his voice.

"But I was horrible. I really thought-" I stop myself.

"It was your first kiss. Better than mine." He shrugs and smiles.

"Sorry." I whisper.

"Don't be. And please don't whisper anymore. I like your real voice, you should be confident in it." I smile at his words and he smiles back.

"Maybe we could practice some more." He adds with a smirk on his face.

"Uh," I drag out the 'h' and look back at Scarlet for help.

She walks up to us and then slams the door in his face. I put the pizza down on the table. I turn to her and open my mouth to speak but she stops me.

"You are going out with another guy!" She signs.

"What?" I look to see the open door. Matt stands there with an unknown emotion on his face.

"Nothing." I lie.

"You're dating someone?" He looks like he's lost track of something. Like he's trying to process.

"No. Someone just asked me out." I respond.

"But you like him?"

"I just met him." I reply back.

"That didn't answer my question." He looks sad and angry. I can't tell which emotion.

"He's nice, I guess." He doesn't looks satisfied with my answer.

"That doesn't answer my question." Scarlet slowly backs up the stairs and then she disappears down the hall.

"I don't know yet. I don't even know who he really is."

"But if I kissed you right now, would you think of him?"

"What-" he places his lips to mine and my body ignites.

His kiss is warm and soft, yet I feel fireworks going off within me. He puts a firm hand on my back and the other one cups my face. I put my arms on the sides of his torso. He deepens the kiss by biting on my lower lip and I try to hide the moan rising in my throat. I feel a weird feeling down 'there'. He swiftly moves his tongue along with mine and I moan in response. I feel him smirk against my lips and I want to hide in a hole of embarrassment. He moves his hands to my hips and comes closer to me. He groans into my lips and the feeling down 'there' increases. I throw my arms around his neck and once I do, he removes his lips from mine and kisses down my neck. I tug harshly at his hair. He moves my sweater down my arm and then starts sucking on my collarbone. I bit my lip and then push him away. He stumbles backwards and his face probably reciprocated mine: flushed.

"What?" He questions from my random act.

"The door is wide open and everyone is home. We are in the middle of the living room." Not here. Is what I meant.

"Oh." He says.

Brian comes down the stairs and looks at the both of us.

"You said that it wasn't him!" He says from the stairs.

"I have to go." I say and then I run up the stairs.

Holy macaroni. That didn't just happen. It's a dream. A very vivid dream.

"I heard your noises from up here." Scarlet signs while reading a magazine on my bed.

"Do you think Brian heard?" The thought makes me nauseous. Scar just shrugs and smiles.

"How was it?" She signs with a smile on her face.

"Amazing." I say in awe. "The way he- ugh it was just-" I can't even finish my sentence before Brian bursts in.

"What the fuck Bella?!" He almost yells.

"What?"

"You said that he wasn't the guy! And were you going to fuck him downstairs? Cause it sure sounded like it!" Scarlet puts earplugs in and flips a page of her magazine.

"No I wouldn't do that! And he isn't the guy! The guy who asked me out, delivers pizza to me!"

"So your a whore? You're fucking around with every guy?" I feel tears in my eyes. My brother has never, ever, called me that before. In fact, he's always been the sweetest brother.

"Get out of my room!" I yell at him.

"Belle I'm so-" I slap him across the face before he can finish.

"Get out!" I scream even louder.

He holds his face with his hand and then walks out of the room.

If my mom wasn't away on a business trip, she would have done something about the yelling.

Before Brian makes it down the hallway, Scarlet chases after him. Once she grips his arm, she nails her fist right into his face.

"Fuck!" He screams in pain. I see a slight cut in his lip from the punch.

Scarlet signs something to him that I don't see and then turns and heads back into my room.

My vision is blurry from tears and I collapse into Scarlet's arms.

I hate crying! I have never cried before a few of weeks ago. Now everything seems so messed up.

A whore. You're a whore. The words repeat in my head like there no tomorrow. I make my smoothie for breakfast and then take the toast out of the toaster. I butter the bread and hand it to Scarlet. I then take the scrambled eggs out of the frying pan and put it on a plate for Brian.

"You forgive to fast." She sighs, signing to me.

Brian comes down the stairs with red rimmed eyes and bags to add the no sleep whatsoever look. I notice the crusted blood on his lip from last nights incident.

"I'm so sorry Belle! I'm such a fucking idiot and I love you. I just don't want anyone to make you do stuff you aren't comfortable with. And I don't want to loose you. I shouldn't have said what I did, it was so shitty of me and I'm so sorry! I'm sorry I keep swearing in front of you." I pull him into a tight hug and he nuzzles his face in the crook of my neck.

I haven't forgiven him for what he said. But I know he didn't mean it.

"I made eggs for you." I break away from the hug and give him the plate of eggs.

"You made me eggs? After what I said to you, I thought you would never speak to me again." I roll my eyes at him and then take a fork and shove the eggs into his mouth.

"Less talking, more eating." I scold.

"Where's Tom?" Scarlet asks, signing.

"Yeah, he didn't come home last night." I add on.

Brian stops eating the eggs and looks up at Scarlet for a brief second.

"Oh, he slept over at a friends house." He mutters.

"You're lying." She signs.

"I've got to go upstairs." He puts the plate in the sink and heads upstairs. I follow him.

"If he's cheating, so help me god!" I say.

"Promise not to tell Scarlet?" My eyes widen.

"He's cheating?! Oh my shrimp balls!" I pace back and forth in the room.

"No, he's not cheating! He's planning a surprise birthday party for Scarlet and he's sleeping at a motel." Brian whispers.

I let out of breath of relief.