Three days. That's how long it's been.

Angry. That is quite literally all I feel.

I'm angry at Carter. I'm at angry at Audrey. I'm angry at myself. I feel so fucking stupid and blindsided and manipulated.

I have gotten hundreds of texts from Carter and tons of calls to which I never answered. I can't even think about him without being sick to my stomach.

Why did I ever trust him?

He's rich and he's attractive and he's young. Of course he'd want someone like Audrey. But it's so hard for me to get over because I genuinely believed we had something.

I believed in him. And for the first time in so long, I believed in myself.

He helped me see my potential and who I could be with him. And now I have sit here and face the fact that it has all gone to shit. All of it.

All of those conversations and laughs. All of those hot kisses and rooftop dates and homemade dinners. Straight into the fucking trash.

I spoke to Chloe and Abby about everything. Chloe told Landon, who was extremely pissed off. After the whole fiasco, I took a cab straight back to the dorms and I've been in my dorm for the past three days.

I've eaten chocolate popsicles from my mini fridge, had 3 Dr. Peppers, and even ate an entire bag of popcorn.

This truly feels like a pathetic high school breakup.

My phone goes off beside me with another call from Carter. I wish I could fucking break the thing like Hulk in my hands but all I do is press 'X' and continue watching t.v.

Right before winter break too. Right when I have to go home and see my mother and pray to God everything goes well.

Just great.

Another text from Carter that I don't check vibrates my phone. This guy cannot take a fucking hint. It's been three days, can we get over it?

I hear a few knocks at my door so I pause my show, lay down my popcorn, and go to open the door.

Low and behold, the asshole himself is standing there.

"Mandy, I-"

I slam and lock the door in his face.

He knocks a few more times and I hear "Mandy!" through the door.

"Go away, asshole!" I yell back.

"Please!" He yells, "let me explain myself. You don't understand what happened!"

"I understand perfectly, douche-bag!"

I hear some shuffling and become extremely shocked and terrified when the lock starts moving on its own.

Oh my god. He's a fucking demon.

Carter opens the door and shuffles in with a gold key in his hand.

"How the hell did you get in here?!" I ask. He looks at me and then points to my doormat.

"Chloe said you had a spare key."

Of fucking course she did. Something tells me either her or Landon spoke to him.

"You don't just waltz in here. I locked the door for a reason. That means don't fucking come inside."

He rolls his eyes, "Amanda, please. Just sit down and let me explain."

"What is there to explain, Carter?" I wave my hands in the air in frustration.

"A lot. Now will you sit down?" He asks. Now he's the one growing frustrated.

"I'll stand," I say and cross my arms.

He gives me a smug look before he begins talking. "Look, Audrey came to my place and said she had something to say. At first it seemed like she was going to apologize for causing a bunch of shit between Landon and I."

I stay silent as he explains.

"She walked in and," he pauses as he closes his eyes momentarily, "she came onto me. She practically begged me to sleep with her and I said no. That made her pissed off and then you knocked on my door. That's when everything happened."

He's out of breath when he's done talking and I stand there in my pj pants and sports bra trying to wrap my head around this.

"So," I point a finger at him, "you didn't sleep with her? I didn't interrupt a hookup?"

He shakes his head, "no."

I cross my arms again. I honestly don't know what to believe. "You could be lying for all I know," I say, "how do I know I can trust you?"

At that, he closes his eyes with almost a small sense of defeat.

"I know you think that but please, Mandy," he walks closer to me, "I swear to God that's what happened. I would never do that to you. Ever."

I stay quiet, unsure what to say.

"Look I know you still don't know what we are just yet and where we stand but I can assure you this:" Carter looks me dead in the eyes, "I don't want anyone else but you. And I never thought I'd tell you this, but I've wanted you and only you from the second I saw you."

I try to hide the shock on my face. These words have never been said to me before.

I can tell he's being completely honest and vulnerable because his face is full of sincerity.

"Mandy, I've never wanted to kiss, touch, sleep with, or even fucking look at someone as badly as I've wanted to with you," he says. He closes his eyes again as if talking about those topics is pure torture for him.

"You're all I want. No one else, Amanda. No one."

His chest is heaving after all those confessions and honestly, I don't think I've ever wanted to either punch someone or rip their clothes off as much as I have with Carter in this moment.

But there is a weight lifted from my chest at his words. And my heart actually flips at his last sentence.

He cups my cheeks and moves my face upward to look at him, "In all honesty, it makes me sick to my stomach that I'd ever been with another woman like I've been with you. Your mine, baby. Even if you don't know it yet."

I'm not sure if my jaw drops or if I visibly look like I'll cry but he dips his head down and kisses me so softly that I almost don't feel it.

His lips trace mine so gently it makes me weak at the knees and I feel my gut melt into molten lava. Alongside that, sparks explode inside my brain and my core.

This feeling is only the feeling I get when I kiss Carter. Even if it's an intimate kiss or a hot one, nothing compares to this feeling. Absolutely fucking nothing.

I lace my fingers into his hair and I'm rewarded with a soft groan from his mouth. His tongue dips in to tease mine and I lick him back instantly.

His hands squeeze my hips and trace my backside as if he can't get enough of me.

I can't get enough of him either.

Carters hands trace lower and grab the backs of my thighs. I instinctively jump and twist my legs around his strong torso as he holds me.

My back makes contact with my wall and I moan when I feel his hardness against my thigh.

I rip at his jacket and he takes the hint that I want it off. I want all of his clothes off, but we'll start with this.

I want him. I want all of him. I want his annoying remarks and his amazing cooking and his sexy strong against mine. I want it all.

I have met tons of guys. But there's something about Carter I can't find anywhere else. No one else pisses me off like he does or make my heart pound as fast.

The kiss grows hotter and needy as he holds me against the wall with his hips, discarding his jacket. I hear it hit my floor as if he threw it to the ground.

"You're mine, baby. Even if you don't know it yet."

Those words are enough to strip me bare. But I won't tell him that.

His long fingers trace through my loose hair as he holds the back of my skull. "You never said if you forgave me or not," he whispers. He breaks the kiss but his lips still remain close to mine. I feel them against my own as he talks.

"This isn't enough forgiveness for you?" I tease as I slightly tug at his hair.

I see his sharp jawline as his head rotates back and his Adam's apple bobs in his throat as he chuckles, "be gentle."

"Why?" I ask.

"Because I want to start out nice and gentle with you. But right now, you're making that very difficult for me."

"Because?" I tease, rubbing my lips against his. Another groan escapes his lips.

"Because I'm about to throw onto to that tiny ass bed, rip off your clothes and fuck you till you can't walk. Stop it."

That alone shuts me up as I slam my mouth onto his. I feel his bulge against my stomach and a deep moan comes from my throat.

Carter moves our bodies away from the wall and my back is laid against the familiar feeling of my bedsheets. My legs are still wrapped around him and our kiss never breaks.

We tease each other back and forth. My tongue darts out just as his does the same. I bite his lip and he bites mine back.

Our kissing is heaven reincarnated and it's so incredible.

"Mandyyyy!" Abby's voice echos. Carter and I immediately jump from our intimate position in shock and look towards the door. Abby is standing there, mouth gaped open holding a bag of In and Out and Chloe is behind her holding two cups.

Carters body freezes against mine. My chest is still heaving and I feel my cheeks heat from embarrassment.

"Uhhhh..." Chloe drawls out. She looks just as shocked as Carter and I do. "Okay then. You two just get back to your thing and we'll go," she smiles and Abby is still standing there shocked.

"Wait, but I thought-" Abby starts but Chloe hits her shoulder, "Shush! Let them make out in private!"

Abby's pink lips form a cheeky smile and Chloe winks at us before she closes the door. I still hear giggling outside of the door before it dissipates and Carter and I are officially left alone.

Carter heaves a sigh and his face falls into the crook of my neck as he laughs. I join him as I hold him to me.

"That was," he starts.

"Embarrassing," I finish the sentence.

"Yeah," he chuckles. He kisses my color home softly before he lifts his neck up to look at me.

"Why don't we take this somewhere else?" He asks. Seduction sparkles in those blue eyes I've grown to adore so much.

"Fine by me Mr. Osteen. Where to?"

He smirks before he gets off of me, throws me his jacket from the floor, and tugs me up from my bed.