I have no clue how I managed to get in to Mason's bed.

But, that is exactly where woke up the next morning, with no sign of my boyfriend.

I sat up, groaned, rubbed my temples, and instantly laid right back down.

I grabbed my phone of Mason's night stand, and called Abby.

I regret drinking that much.

Trust me babe, me too.

My face is puffy as hell.

That would be because you found Havannah's bracelet in the back seat of Ryan's car, and you started crying.

Oh my god, no I didn't.

You did, and I ended up watching Ryan beat the shit out of his car, cuss out the sky, and well, I drank 1 more beer on my way home, I blacked out, and now I am laying in Mason's bed with no recollection of how I got here.

UGh I am fucking things so badly. Thank god the talent show is coming up in 2 weeks, or I would have nothing but dance to keep me occupied.

Do you know what you're doing?

Actually, I'm linking up with Nico, Kevin, Grant, and Cody. We're gonna meet up Tuesday and figure something out.

Good. Take your mind off it babe.

Who even called him?

Uh, you, Ab. You called him because you wanted to see him.

From now on, you get my phone at parties.

And then there was a knock on Mason's door, and it cracked open.

Hey, I've got to go. I'll call you later OK?

Let me know how it goes when you tell them.

Will do, love you.

Love you.

She hung up.

"Didn't mean to interrupt." He shook his head, and walked in with a tray.

On that tray, was coffee, a plate with a cover, a bowl with a cover, a small glass of water, and 2 ibuprofen.

"You didn't." I shook my head.

He sat down next to me as I sat up, and put the tray in my lap. "Put something in your stomach. Before you throw up." He tucked my hair behind my ears. "How you feeling?"

"My head is pounding." I nodded and took the lid off the tray. "You didn't have to make me breakfast."

"I know. I wanted too." He nodded.

"Should I even ask what happened when I got here, or how I got here?"

"Well, you came stumbling in to my room." He rubbed my back as I took a bite. "Crawled up my body and straddled me. Told me not to talk. Proceeded to give me a mind blowing blow job."

"Oh my god." I groaned.

"Yeah, and then you rode me for a half hour straight. Then you asked me to promise you some things." He gave me a small smile.

"Oh no. What?" I whined.

"That, I'll never cheat on you, I'll always fight for you, and that I'll never act like I don't love you because it's for the best." He pursed his lips.

I pursed my lips and nodded. "Yeah, that'll do."

"You uh, you wanna tell me what brought that on?" He raised his eyebrows.

I sighed. "Abby uh, called Ryan to come get us last night."

"Ol, you could've-"

"I know." I nodded. "But, Abby called him. And when we were on our way to Abby's, she was going through his back seat because she told him he needed to clean his car. She ended up finding one of Havannah's bracelets, and she broke. Ryan told her it was just a bracelet, and Abby started crying because it wasn't hers. And after we dropped her off, Ryan and I went to the over look. He then beat the shit out of his steering wheel. Then kicked the hell out of his car, and then he exploded. I drank another beer after he cried for an hour, and now I'm in your bed."

He sighed, moved the tray, and pulled me in to his lap to face him. "You know how much I regret not fighting for you, right?"

I nodded.

"And I will never cheat on you." He shook his head. "We both made decisions during the time we weren't together, but we're past them. You never have to worry about that happening again, because I promise I will always fight for you, and that I will never hide how much I love you. Because I do. OK?"

"I love you too." I leaned forward and kissed him.

"Which brings us to, you now being in my bed." He nodded.

"What about it?" I shook my head.

He took a deep breath. "After you're done eating, and you get dressed and everything, we need to go to the pharmacy."

"Why?" I gave him a look.

"Because when you crawled up my body, you sunk down on me so fast, that I didn't even think about a condom, and it wasn't until after we were a sticky mess that I realized that, and I didn't pull out." He nodded.

I sighed. "Oh."

"Yeah." He looked down. "You know, you don't have to if you do want to."

"What?"

"I mean, you don't have to get the morning after pill if you don't want." He shook his head. "It's your body. If you wanted to chance it, and just, take things as they come, I'd be OK with that. But, you have plans for your future, and I don't want you to hold me at fault. So, it's up to you. But whatever you want to do, I'm OK."

I took a deep breath. "It would be better if we did, get the morning after pill." I nodded.

"OK." He cleared his throat. "I just thought, with therapy and everything, what happened, you'd maybe want-"

"I do. Eventually. But, with everything happening right now, it's better for both our futures."

"Can I ask how?"

I pursed my lips and nodded. "I need to tell you something. And I didn't tell you sooner because I was getting everything figured out, and I wanted to tell you with my brothers, but it's killing me not telling you, and I could use your help to do something big for them today."

"Everything OK?" He raised his eyebrows. "I mean, you know I'll help you in anyway I can."

"Everything is perfect. Which is why we should go to the pharmacy." I nodded. "After the competition last week, Jane pulled me aside with a man names Larry Geddes. Do you know who that is?"

He shook his head.

"He's the associate director of admissions for the dance and drama program at Juilliard."

"Wait, hold on. Like, Juilliard Juilliard?"

I nodded. "And, he told me a dancer with my experience and background that there's no denying that I was in the place where I belonged, and that I'd make a wonderful addition to the program."

"No he didn't." He shook his head.

"He offered me a spot." I let out a small smile.

"Oh my god you're going to fucking Juilliard, you'll actually be going to Juilliard in a year!"

"No." I shook my head.

He scrunched his face. "But you just-"

"I said he offered me a spot. But, he offered me a spot, for this fall if I had enough credits to graduate early. And I do." I nodded.

He held a hand out. "What?" He choked out.

"I'm graduating with you, and the boys and Sie. I'm moving with you guys in the fall, and I got offered early acceptance to Juilliard, and I couldn't have done it without you." I shook my head.

"Oh my god." He shook his head.

"In 7 months, you, Connor and I, are moving in to our beautiful ass apartment together."

"I'm not going to be away from you?" He pursed his lips.

I shook my head.

"We're moving to New York?"

I nodded.

"You got in to fucking Juilliard!" He screamed and basically threw me backward and kissed me. "I told you you were going to get in! I knew you were going to do it! I'm so fucking proud of you!" He kissed me again. "And you, you can not be pregnant in Juilliard, so like you said, we need to go to the pharmacy. Eat, get dressed. We'll stop and get iced coffee. You got in to fucking Juilliard. And I will help you come up with something to tell your brothers." He nodded.

Now I'm not going to lie, while I was eating and while I was getting dressed, my stomach was flipping 400 ways, and it got worse on the way to the pharmacy and when we pulled in to the parking lot.

"Babe." Mason grabbed my hand. "You alright?"

I nodded.

"You know, things just happen right? To everyone. You have no reason to be embarrassed." He shook his head.

"Have you ever bought one? A morning after pill?" I pursed my lips.

He sighed. "I have, but not for me or anyone I was with."

"Who?"

"You can't say anything."

"Cross my heart." I nodded.

"Your brother."

"Oh Connor." I sighed.

"Not Connor." He pursed his lips.

"Jake?" I gave him a look.

He shook his head.

"Oh my dear god." I groaned.

"They ran out of condoms, they figured the pull out method would be OK. But then Bebe got nervous. I already talked to him, I told him that the pull out method is not something you use when you're in high school, which it's not. It's not a method you should use at all if you're not ready to deal with consequences. Bebe is on birth control, but that's not enough. He did something irresponsible. I got them the pill, and I made him swear that he would use condoms from then on. He went with me, and bought condoms himself because if he's having sex he needs to be a big boy. So on, I handled it."

I sighed and nodded.

"You know I'm there with you when we do this right?" He raised his eyebrows. "I've got your back. But, if you want I can just go in? You can wait."

I shook my head. "We should do it together."

"You sure?"

"Positive." I nodded.

"OK." He leaned over and kissed me. "I'm low on condoms too. So I'll grab some while we're here." He gave me a small smile.

"I should probably get ones you trust huh?"

"Uh, yeah, that would be preferred." He nodded and jumped out of his truck.

He walked around the other side and lifted me down before I could try to jump.

He threw his arm around my shoulder and we walked right in.

He grabbed 2 boxes of his condoms, he grabbed me a ginger shot because I'm nursing a hefty hang over, and we walked up to the counter.

"Well hello Mason. Hello Olivia." Mr. Duncan smiled at us.

Mr Duncan owns the pharmacy, and he's the sweetest old man you could ever meet.

"Hi Mr. Duncan." Mason smiled and put everything on the counter.

"Hi Mr. Duncan." I nodded.

"Is this everything?" He looked at both of us.

"Uh, actually, we need a morning after pill as well." Mason pulled out his wallet and handed him his I.D.

Mr. Duncan looked it over and nodded. "You know. I have plenty of young kids coming in here asking for these." He turned around and grabbed a box off the shelf. "And, it breaks my heart that kids put themselves at risk. But you Mr. Hollow. You're one of the good ones. Always safe and taking care of your self. So, I will give this to you, even though I know she is not 18, under one condition."

We both nodded.

"You promise me, this is the last one you will ever buy. And that you'll be safe until you're ready."

"I promise Mr. Duncan." He smiled.

"You're a good kid Mason." He started ringing us out. "And so are you Olivia. Just don't get caught up in the moment again. Always think. And, remember me when you're working for major sports teams and you're on broad way." He smiled. "$79.84."

Mason handed him his debit card. "I could never forget you. You're the person who talked me through buying my first box of condoms, remember?"

"Oh I remember. And Connor, and Ben, and Ryan. And Oaken. Even Jake."

I scrunched my face. "Ew." I shook my head.

He laughed. "You two, just be safe, OK?"

"Yes sir." We both nodded.

"Have a good day." He smiled as Mason grabbed all our stuff.

Mason handed me my ginger shot, and grabbed my hand. "See, piece of cake." He smiled.

We were almost half way out of the store.

"Well, if it isn't our very own Romeo and Juliet." We heard a laugh.

"Or so it seemed." Mason shook his head. "What do you guys want?"

"Oh just curious." Tyler walked up to us with Jeremy.

"Awe, did someone have an accident. Let it out to early?" Jeremy grabbed the pill box.

"No." Mason grabbed my hand and took it back. "Caught up in the moment, forgot, and now, trying to prevent an accident. You know, kind of like your parents should have?" He nodded and pulled me out of the store.

Followed by Tyler and Jeremy.

"Haven't you two already had an accident though?" Tyler laughed.

"Excuse me." Mason turned around.

"I mean, from what we've heard, there was already a little baby Hollow in the process, but someone fucked that up." He looked at me.

"You have literally 5 seconds to walk away, before I make you wish your parents left you as a stain on the sheets." Mason nodded.

"Don't be mad at me because she ki-"

And the next thing I know, everything is black.

Why in the fuck do I keep blacking out!

But when I came to, Mason had me lifted underneath my arms and setting me in his truck seat.

Tyler, is laying on the ground clutching his face and Jeremy trying to help him up, and Mason's just laughing as he got in.

He pursed his lips with a smile and just looked at me.

"What?" I shook my head.

"Olivia, you just kicked a grown dudes ass. Like, full on haymakered him." He laughed. "I had to pull you off because he started crying."

I pursed my lips and shrugged.

"You're fucking crazy." He nodded.

"Oh as if he didn't have it coming. Drugging me, all the stuff he said during the break up."

"Hey." He held his hands up. "Don't hit me there slugger. But, I told you, you had nothing to worry about. You handled that with flying colors." He smiled. "And I didn't have to hit anyone like I did with Oaken."

"Yeah, you owe me coffee and a donut because I did it for you." I nodded.

"Deal." He leaned over and kissed me.

Thank fucking god he did all the talking.

I would have ran straight out of the store.

But Mason Hollow, he's been through this.

And I have no reason to be embarrassed.

No one does for taking extra safety precautions.

But everyone, deserves their own Mason Hollow.

Just not mine.