I look at myself in the mirror, analyzing the dress that Karen and Brittni had picked out for me, and then wondering if my make up and hair is fancy enough. I did it really fast and I'm sure it's not like everyone else's who went to a salon. God. I should stop talking myself down and go back to Colten and let him take me to prom. Yes, that's what I'll do.

I was surprised when Colten held up a bag covered dress the color of his vest. It has sequence at the bust and is strapless. Like any other ball gown, it's skinny and then flows out into a poofy material, touching the ground. It is so pretty and I need to remember to thank my best friend and Karen for doing this.

I put on a pair of heels that I've had for ever, not like it matters since you can't see them, and then start walking down the stairs. I am beyond nervous for this, I now know how Brittni felt.

I bite my lip as Colten finally takes notice of my appearance, sort of like how Jackson looked.

"Wow," he blows out a breath. "You look absolutely gorgeous."

I beam, taking his hand that he has outstretched for me so I can finish the last few steps.

"Thank you," I blush. "You look very handsome, as well."

He grins and presses a kiss to the back of my hand.

We exchange putting on the accessories that are traditional before we hop into his truck and head over to the hotel that the prom will be taking place at. The thought of Colten having gotten us a room makes my stomach stir with excitement.

One more night. More like, one last night. If this is how it's going to be, I want it to be the best prom we've ever had.

"If you're wondering if I got a room," he scratches the back of his neck nervously. "I did, but we don't have to use it-"

"I want to," I tell him. "One last night, remember? Let's just be us, okay?"

He smirks, grabbing my hand and playing with my fingers as he drives.

This could either be getting us even deeper into our emotions, or it could be good for us. I hope it's the latter, because I really can't deal with us fighting for us anymore.

When we get to our destination, Colten opens my door for me and bows like a night and shining armor making me laugh. He holds out his arm and I loop mine through his with a smile.

"To the ball, ma'lady," he uses one hand to gesture in the direction of the entrance.

"Colten," I giggle. "How noble of you."

This makes him throw his head back and laugh as we make our way to the party brewing inside. I can't remember what the theme of the dance is, I kind of made myself forget on Sunday. I think it has something to do with Medieval times of you can't tell by the way Colten's acting.

We take pictures in the photo shoot area. There mostly just funny ones, some are of us just holding hands and gazing into each other's eyes. We didn't do any kissing ones, but I hope that won't last long.

We end up finding Brittni and Jackson at a table with James and, believe it or not, Angelique. I was a bit surprised to see them paired together, but what can you do? They look to he having fun, and the devil hasn't even looked at my boy - at Colten once, so we're all good.

"You knew all along," I laugh as Brittni hugs me.

"I did," she pulls away with a happy smile. "Guilty as charged."

I shake my head with a smile and my brother walks up beside his girlfriend.

"Glad you guys could make it," he smiles at me. I grin back, Colten coming up to me and handing me a cup full of Dr. Pepper.

"Thank you," I beam at him and take a sip of the bubbly drink. Favorite soda pop in the world!

Suddenly, Brittni squeals and we all look over at her.

"This is my favorite song!" Jackson looks stunned as his girlfriend pulls him to the dance floor, his face then transforming to one of terror.

"Let's go dance," Angelique smiles at James and he surprises all of us by grinning and leading her to the party. It's a slow song, I didn't think she knew how to dance that way.

"Let's dance," Colten smirks, grabbing my cup and setting it down on the table before grabbing my hand gently and leading me over to the swaying bodies.

This is actually my favorite song too.

Colten plants his hands on my waist, pulling me to his chest as far as I'll go, this make my arms instinctively go around his neck.

"I'm glad you came here with me," he whispers, his nose brushing against mine softly.

I'm glad I did too. Being in his arms feels safe, but I know once he leaves that'll all have changed. I'm just hoping that me coming here with him won't mess up the break up process. I don't want us to feel more pain from this, so I hope it doesn't. I want tonight to just be the two of us and let go of the impending compromise just for a few hours.

"I'm glad I did too," I smile. My eyes zone in on his lips that seem to be coming closer.

When they meet, that electrifying sensation courses through my body almost leaving me breathless. It seems like so long ago since we've been this close when in reality it's only been eight days. I don't want it to end, ever.

"I'm sorry," he tells me, our foreheads leaning against each other's. "I'm sorry for all the pain I've put you through and you've been through."

Don't cry. Don't cry.

"I love you, so much," his lips brush against my own. "And that's why I'm letting you go."

And I'm glad for that. This break up is a chance for me to find myself and worry about who I am and who I'll become. I won't have to worry about what Colten is doing all the way in college and therefore I can focus on myself. Throughout the year I've been so caught up in what everyone else was doing that I endured lots of pain. I don't want that anymore. I don't want to be hurt more than I already have in this lifetime. I've had enough of it, and that's why if I get anymore I'll go crazy.

"I love you too," I smile softly at him and just like that, our lips are sealed once again.

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My back hits the little table, and the items atop it rattle due to the disturbance.

Colten leans over me and plants sloppy, wet kisses along my throat all the way up to my jawline and finally my lips. My own hands claw at his jacket until it falls to the ground. Our mouths move together frantically and erotically, an attempt to become more familiar with each other. Colten unzips the back of my dress and let's it pool at my feet as my hands pull at his hair.

Airy moans and gasp leave my mouth into the foreign room and grunts come from Colten. We're a tangled mess of ferocious hands and lips, feeling, touching, grinding, kissing, all of the above.

His hands grip my bum, eliciting a moan from me, and carries me towards the king sized bed. It's better that it's in a hotel room so we won't get washed by the memories of either of our own.

I am set on the bed and I pull away from his mouth to hurriedly unbutton his dress shirt and vest, after that, his chest is bare and open for my greedy little eyes.

"Fucking gorgeous," he stares down at my breasts that look plump in my black lace bra.

"Colten..." I moan as he pushes me back against the bed, his body settling between my thighs as he kisses up and down my neck. It's so hot in here. Too hot.

"Baby..." He groans, and practically rips my bra off so he can pepper kisses around my breasts. A desperate moan falls from my lips as he sucks on my sensitive buds. As he starts kissing down my stomach, I stop him, wanting to cut straight to the chase.

"No foreplay tonight," I breathe and he smirks. I watch as he sits up on his knees and tears my panties from my legs, before stripping himself of the remainder clothing.

Last time, Nikki. Remember it. Cherish it. Love it.

I pull his face back down to mine and kiss him like my life depends on it. All of my emotions are out into the heavy round of tug - a - war and if I'm not mistaken, it seems Colten too finds release in this.

A cry of relief leaves my mouth, disconnecting our kiss so that my mouth can fall agape. His body slides into mine slowly, my body adjusting to his side like every other time.

"Damn..." He whispers, his eyes on my face as he gets into the rhythm of thrusting in....out...in..out, in, out, each one becoming faster than the rest.

My arm flies above my head to hold onto the head board as my body gets rocked into oblivion. It's not emotionless, but it's definitely not filled with the same love we've used every other time we've done this.

I don't mind, oddly.

"Colten," I cry out. "Please...."

"Please what?" He asks, his voice strained from the pleasure of our movement. I end up raising my hips to match his pumps, needing more.

"More," I moan, tilting my head back as he seems to pump faster and harsher. So many emotions, so many.

"Come, baby," he grunts into my ear. "Please."

And I do.

"Colten!" I literally scream, the orgåsm so powerful it has me quivering even after Colten releases. I'm out of breath, so out of breath, but I could careless.

The reality of everything starts to sink in, and I look over at Colten who still tries to get his breathing under control.

It's been rough, something that I never thought I could handle, but I could never regret it. Looking at Colten now makes me want to cry and laugh at the same time. Cry, because it seems as if it was all for nothing because he's leaving. I should know that it could never be for nothing, I got this many months with him which I'll never forget.

I feel like laughing because of all the shit we've been through. I'm sure neither one of us would want to go through the pain and heartbreak of all those times, but we would. I definitely would. Because no matter how hard it was and no matter how many times I got hurt, cried, wished for it to be done, or doubted everything, I've never had a relationship like this before. It was full of surprises and unexpected things, it was amazing while it lasted.

I'm sad to let it go. To let go of My Relationship With My Brothers Best Friend.

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