"Hey?" I question.

"Hi, um well I kinda don't have my house keys..." Aiden drags on.

I smirk, "oh yeah, and?"

Of course I knew what he wanted but I wanted to make him work for it.

"Come on Collins, don't make me ask?" Aiden groans, blush slightly covering his cheeks.

"Ask what?" I reply innocently before continuing; "AWE, who knew the bad boy blushed."

Aiden gives me a look before his familiar smirk returns and he pushes past me to sit on my couch.

I sigh, I should have known the bad boy wouldn't ask.

"I'm getting changed, make yourself at home," I say sarcastically as he clicks through the channels on the TV.

He sticks his thumb up smirking and I stomp up to my room.

I take off my dress quickly and put on a comfy bra, feeling much more secure than before. I grab some cropped black sweats and slide them on. I then grab a loose white shirt to put on also, but before I get the chance my door opens and Aiden saunters in.

He smirks when he sees what I was wearing and I quickly cover myself with the shirt I had still not put on.

"Aiden!! What if I was naked?!" I yell, a blush covering my cheeks.

"I was hoping, and I guess I got halfway there," he winks.

The blush burns my cheeks and I roll my eyes, turning around and putting my shirt on before I turn back around to face his smirking frame.

"My mom just called, they've all drunk too much have decided to stay the night so guess who's having a slumber party," he smirks.

"Oh the joy, but I'm kicking you out," I smirk grabbing a grey cardigan and putting in on.

"Good try Collins, but I told my mom I forgot my keys and your mom has given you orders to cater for your smoking hot next-door neighbor," he continues, the smirk just growing.

"Awesome, have you seen them?" I reply shortly at his smirking frame. He smirks back before throwing himself on my bed and grabbing my stuffed toy to hold.

"Your mom said you could get me clothes," Aiden smirks, a mischievous look in his eyes, "I mean of course if you prefer me naked, that can very easily be arranged."

Mumbling some choice words under my breath I walk over to the drawer I have here designated for Luke. I throw Aiden his biggest pair of sweatpants and shirt. Aiden was much taller and more muscular than Luke.

Aiden stands up and walks into my bathroom, how he knows his way around my house I will never know. He comes out a minute later with the sweatpants on, but shirtless.

Damn, he was hot. Tattoos swirled all throughout his arms and chest, his muscular torso showed me just how muscular he was with his very obvious six-pack and large arms, veins running from his wrist upwards. It only occurred to me now that I had never seen him shirtless apart from that photo of him and the twins, or even without his signature leather jacket on. I heard many girls talk about how hot Aiden was, and how he had a body to die for but I had never really believed them, no one has a body THAT good, but I definitely wasn't disappointed.

I had also had a tattoo, I had gotten it as soon as I could once Maddi died, it was located on my ribs just beside my side-boob. It was 3 tiny drawings, a star, then sun, and finally the moon. I had never been interested in getting a tattoo on myself even though I had always loved them on other people but I had never regretted it. I got it because of how much Maddi had loved the night sky, and how I always had loved the day. It also signified the 3 major universal changes, just like the 3 of us. How even apart we would always need each other to complete the universe.

There was however a particular tattoo on Aiden's chest that looked different to his other meaningless, but evidently attractive patterns. It was actually a proper picture. It looked like an upside-down triangle, with other triangles just inside the first one, and a final one over the line of the first one. There were also dots above and below the triangle. I couldn't help but wonder what it meant, for some reason it felt like it meant more than his other many tattoos.

"Like what you see?" Aiden smirks, catching my obvious roaming of his sculpted body.

"What does that one mean?" I ask standing up to brush my finger over the tattoo over his peck. I don't know where I got the confidence to touch Aidens very naked chest but I was entranced. As I brushed my finger over it, I felt him take a sharp intake of breath, and tense.

He doesn't say anything and allows me to finish brushing my presumably cold fingers over his intriguing tattoo.

"Is it something to do with why you race?" I ask, meeting his eye which was staring intently at me as I touched his tattoo.

"Yeah, is there another shirt, this one is too small?" Aiden replies, changing the subject quickly.

I nod, not pushing it any further and walk down to my mom and Roberts room, Robert was about as tall as Luke, maybe a little taller but he was also a little bigger, more muscular and larger. I grab the biggest shirt I can see which happens to be black and walk back into my room where I see Aiden just opening the album to the first picture.

I quickly snatch the album off of him and pass him Robert's shirt, "You don't wanna see that, it's just embarrassing photos of me as a kid." I smile as genuinely as possible to try and further convince him of my terrible lie.

He grins but I can tell he doesn't believe me.

She gets out of the car quickly, I knew something was going through her head and I so badly wanted to know what. I felt as though there was always something going on in her head, she was always thinking about something, but she would never give away what. Well at least I know it's because she lost someone, Miles lost them as well.

Why the fuck can't I just give up on trying to figure her out?! There were so many better things I could be doing, like my lifestyle before that night on the roof. Any other girl would tell me EXACTLY what was on their mind if I cared, but I never did.

I had never really had a girl FREIND who I was close to, unless you counted Katherine, but she was never just a friend, there was just something about Em. I had never taken anyone to the cliff before, I barely knew how to have a girl as just a friend without there being any added 'bonuses'.

Groaning, I slap my hand on the steering wheel and then rest it on the gear stick of my beautiful, manual car.

I step out of my baby, making sure to lock her and walk to my front door, attempting to find the house keys on my keyring.

Groaning I remembered I had taken the house keys off my keyring when I dropped my mom home from work the other day on my way to the tracks and forgetting to ask mom for them.

My mom knew about the tracks and to say she hated it would be an understatement, but she knew we needed the money to pay them back for his mistakes.

FUCK!!!!

Mom was still at Mel's and I didn't really want to go back and face Luke or I might say some things I'd later regret. What kind of idiot would break up his friendship with her just because she didn't feel the same way? He was punishing them both because she didn't reciprocate feelings that she had no control over.

I don't know why I took her to the cliffs now that I think about it. Maybe to try and figure her out? Maybe because I actually cared for her and felt sorry for what had happened.

I sit on my porch, not knowing what else to do instead of waiting for my mom to get home. I would have tried to break in but last time I did that, mom got angry because she was literally a 10-minute drive away.

I wanted to know so badly who Em had lost but knew she wasn't ready to tell me. I could only hope that she would trust me eventually, I wanted to be there for her for reasons unknown to me.

EM!!!

I could go and wait at her house!!!

But would that be counted as clingy?

No way, it's not like we were dating, and I actually enjoyed her company.

I eventually begin walking to her house after a long, internal debate, deciding we were friends and we did nice things for each other, I was there for her earlier, and now she would hopefully let me inside.

I ring the doorbell and instantly hear shuffling from the inside, a few moments later, the door opens and a confused Em looks at me questionably.

'Hey?" She opens the door, wearing the same dress as she had on today. I had heard a lot of guys talking about how hot she was, and how 'fuckable' her body was, and today I knew EXACTLY what they meant. I had tried not to look at like that, obviously, I knew how extremely and undoubtedly attractive she was but because she was my friend, I didn't want to overstep the same way as those other guys had, at least not yet. The dress she was wearing today showed her every curve, her boobs were completely out and unrestrained, making it extremely difficult to keep myself restrained, her small waist was displayed and her ass was highlighted.

Needless to say, I had quite some trouble making sure nothing unwanted happened today if you know what I mean.

"Hi, um well I kinda don't have my house keys..." I reply, hoping she gets the hint and lets me in.

"Oh yeah, and?" She smirks, fuck she knows exactly what she's doing, she leans against the door frame and her boobs jiggle unintentionally a little, making me focus on the wall behind her.

"Come on Collins, don't make me ask," I groan, a slight warmth creeping it's way onto my cheeks. Am I blushing?

What the fuck?!

I never blush!!! This chick is turning me into her with her constant red cheeks that I had always found surprisingly cute.

Cute?!

What the actual fuck. What is happening to me?!

"Ask what?" She replies feigning innocence. Fuck, how I'd love to take that innocence away from her.

I give her a pointed look, I'm done playing her game. I smirk and push past her to sit on the couch. I can feel her roll her eyes at me and my smirk grows.

"I'm getting changed, make yourself at home," she replies sarcastically, I bite my tongue to stop myself from making a sexual comment and stick my thumb up instead while I try and find a good show.

My phone rings, my mom's profile picture displaying on my lock screen.

"Hey mom"

"Hi, hon, how are you?" my mom replies with her usual 'I care about my children more than I do myself' attitude. She had always been so selfless with us and I had always admired that about her.

"Good, I kind of got locked out of the house," I reply groaning, I hear my mom's melodic laughter.

"Aiden how did you manage to lock yourself out of the house?" She continues laughing.

"I kinda forgot my keys," I reply questionably, her laughter continuing. I smile, I loved seeing my mom genuinely happy, and for herself as well.

"Oh dear, we'll be home soon then, I was calling to let you know that the girls and I were planning on staying the night because I have drunk a little too much but I'll sober up and be home soon, where are you?" she laughs.

"I'm -" I begin but get cut off by my mom telling me to hold on. I hear muffled voices but can't make out anything until I hear my mom gratefully thank someone.

"Aiden, Bec has just offered for you to stay at her house tonight with Em, she insisted that Em had some of Luke's clothing there and that she was extremely happy for you to stay. If you don't mind I'd love that hun, I'm really enjoying everyone's company here and the girls are also really happy, but if you'd prefer to stay at home I can sober up?" My mom asks, she seemed really happy with everyone's company and it was so nice to see her with friends. She hadn't really had any since what happened. I was so happy that she was happy, and for herself.

"No that's fine mom, tell Bec I said thank you." I make my mind up instantly, my mom had sacrificed so much for me and this was the LEAST I could do for her, and spending the night in a house alone with the hottest girl at Pearlacre high, and someone I genuinely liked definitely didn't sound unappealing in the slightest.

"Thank you so much hon, I love you so much," my mom replies gratefully making me smile, she hangs up after our goodbyes and I make my way up to said hot girls room to ask for clothes because staying in these clothes was the opposite of appealing.

I see her room and open her door before walking in. She didn't have a shirt on and once again I had to focus on anything but her.

"Aiden!! What if I was naked?!" she yells, a furious red overwhelming her attractive face.

After I feel like I'll be able to control myself I take another look her, my lustful eyes rake over her body and if I didn't think she was hot before, I definitely did now. She had the best body I had ever seen, it astounded me how she didn't know just how incredibly attractive in every way she really was.

I thought I saw some kind of marking revealing itself under her bra but didn't get a good look, because, well I was distracted by...other things on her chest.

"I was hoping, and I guess I got halfway there," I wink, she instantly blushes and rolls her eyes before turning around to put the shirt on, giving me a great view of her ass.

SHE. WAS. SO. FUCKING. HOT!!!

She turns back around to face me curiously, no doubt wondering why I came sauntering into her room.

"My mom just called, they've all drunk too much and have decided to stay the night so guess who's having a slumber party," I smirk, I was happy before to be spending the night alone with Em, but after seeing her body, I was even more excited.

"Oh the joy, but I'm kicking you out," She smirks, putting on her cardigan.

"Good try Collins, but I told my mom I forgot my keys and your mom has given you orders to cater for your smoking hot next-door neighbor," I continue, my smirk only expanding.

"Awesome, have you seen them?" She shoots back, smirking at herself. I smirk back and fall onto her bed, grabbing her stuffed toy.

"Your mom said you could get me clothes," I smirk, although I was smirking, I couldn't deny the little pang at something unknown to me at the mention of Luke's clothes being at her house again.

She eventually throws me some clothes and I take them, walking into her bathroom to change.

The sweats fit, they were a little tight, but not unbearable but the shirt was a different story, it was so tight I could barely breathe.

I walk back out, holding the shirt in my hand and notice her checking me out. I don't blame her though, I worked hard on this god-like body. And it only seemed fair considering I had been checking her out all fucking day in her hot dress and then only a bra.

"Like what you see?" I smirk, teasing her.

"What does that one mean?" She asks quietly as she walks over to me and brushes her fingers down my tattoo. Her fingers leave goosebumps on my skin, and I find myself breathing harder when her naked skin made contact with mine.

I knew what tattoo she was talking about, but I was surprised she detected that it was more meaningful than my others. It was the first tattoo I had ever gotten, I had gotten it to remind myself of my father, and what not to be. It was the symbol of the gang that he was apart of that ruined our family. It was a constant reminder to 1, not be like him, 2, watch out for my family, and 3, to not let anyone get too close to me and my fucked up past.

I don't reply, liking the feeling of her touch more than I care to admit. But also because her pointing the tattoo out makes me realize just how dangerous this relationship was becoming, I couldn't get too close to Em, I'd just damage her more she already was.

"Is it something to do with why you race?" She asks, looking to meet my eyes that were already on her.

"Yeah, is there another shirt, this one is too small?" I reply, I need to change the subject.

She nods her head and walks out of her room, giving me a moment to myself.

I don't know what it is about her that makes me want to get close to her, but I knew that I needed to stop whatever it was before it became too late.

Groaning I close my eyes, but when I open it an album sitting on her bookshelf catches my eye. My desire to know more about her once again takes over and I find myself reaching for the album and opening it to the first page. It was a cute photo of two little girls looking very happy, I instantly recognize the younger one as Em. I assume that the other girl was her cousin or something, the girls looked way to alike to not be related, but I knew she had only one sibling; Elijah. I open the album to the last page and see a picture of Em and Elijah both wearing black, she was a lot older than in the first picture, and this one couldn't have been taken more than a couple of years ago. Both the siblings looked sad for some reason, the idea that they were at a funeral finds itself in my head. I mean it makes sense, maybe their grandparent died or something.

Before I can continue looking through the album a shocked Em snatches the album away from me, passing me another shirt.

"You don't wanna see that, it's just embarrassing photos of me as a kid." She smiles, something about the smile seems extremely fake and her reaction suggests that the album was more important than just pictures of her as a kid.

I'm about to question her on it but I look at her eyes and see them begging me not to push it, so instead, I just grin. All my questions fly out of my head and my response seems worth it once I look in her eyes again and see relief pouring through them.