"Hey little sis," Tammy came in to my room just as I was picking up my bag.

"Hey," I smiled in her direction. I hadn't seen her much since we talked last, but her job was extremely busy. I couldn't blame her.

"I need to talk to you after school before I go to work, so please don't be late," my curiosity peaked, yet I nodded my head anyway.

"Of course. I won't be late, I promise," she smiled before turning to the door. "Tam? What's it about?" She waved her hand as if it was no big deal, but I could have already guessed who she needed to speak to me about, and I knew it was my mother.

"You'll find out later," her eyes looked a little dull, as if she was already regretting it.

"Okay," I sighed. She left with that reassuring smile still playing on her lips.

I picked up a few books and lodged them into the bag that was hanging on my shoulder, and just after a few minutes I set foot downstairs.

"Bye dad!" I shouted. I heard his muffled reply. I opened the front door and made my way down the drive.

A horn beeped from the end of the drive and I jumped.

"Need a lift?" He said through the rolled down windows, his body leaning against the seat as his arm laid across the door. He looked so hot and sexy just sat there in his car.

I looked into Kyle's eyes, my body bubbling up with excitement. I smiled widely before jumping in.

"Thanks," I breathed. He chuckled.

"Anytime, you know that,"

"Even really early in the morning?" I joked. He chuckled again.

"Like I said, anytime. But don't expect me to be sociable, I don't do early mornings," he replied.

"It's early now," I looked to him. He kept smiling as he looked ahead, keeping his attention on the road.

"It's not that early," he emphasised. "Anyway, stop winding me up," he smirked in my direction. I rolled my eyes.

"I'm not winding you up," I looked to him innocently. He shook his head.

I loved how easily we could talk, and even after a romantic date, things weren't awkward, infact, they were better. Kyle and I are closer than we thought we could be.

Kyle had had a bad past with his bestfriend and his death which I knew Kyle still thinks he caused, and losing the trust in my mother, I would have thought that maybe what Kyle and I were getting into was doomed from the start.

The start had somehow passed us in a blur, and Kyle and I were now somewhere mid way of the first stages of both being involved in something intense.

There was no doubt I had a lot of intense, almost painful feelings for Kyle and I hoped he felt the same too. I wasn't going to deny fully how I felt for Kyle, because I knew I had never felt this way before, I knew I was falling into a place I wasn't really sure of, but everything just felt right, and I wasn't ready to let go, not now. Deep down I knew Kyle and I could work.

"Look at him!" I said as we passed a hot boy. I was indeed winding him up, but it was entertaining to say the least. Kyle grumbled and growled.

"You're mine," he replied.

We finally parked and I got out straight away. I sighed in annoyance when I saw the school building. I almost cried whenever I saw it.

Before I could walk any further, Kyle entwined his hand through mine.

"In school?" I whispered into his ear as we made our way into the building.

"In school," he confirmed, almost as if he was telling me this was how it was going to go and you're not going to kick up a fuss about it. As if I would. "I'm showing everyone you're mine,"

"We're not in a relationship," I was suddenly spun around and I crashed into his chest as his lips smacked against mine in the middle of the corridor. Many by passers looked to us, I could feel their stares burning holes.

As soon as Kyle pulled away, I breathed in a lung full of oxygen. His kisses always left me breathless.

"What was that for?" I panted.

"If that doesn't feel like a relationship then I don't know what does," was his only reply.

That reply left me stumped for almost the whole day. So was I his girlfriend, or not? I felt almost dumb all day trying to figure it out.

Luckily, not many people gossiped about the little kiss Kyle and I shared earlier, or the blossoming relationship accuring between the two of us. I mean, our school wasn't that bad for gossiping.

Currently, I was sat in my seat trying extremely hard to concentrate, but all I could feel were the piercing eyes of Kyle. He kept glancing over at me working from the far end of the room and I was getting more and more distracted.

I looked over to him and gave him a blatant stare, hoping he would get the message.

He didn't. I huffed before looking at the teacher again.

"Why does he keep looking at you?" Matt whispered in my ear. I shook my head.

"I don't know, it's quite unnerving," I stated.

It shouldn't have been, I mean, going on a date with him and having him look you in the eyes was something that didn't often happen to me. I was fine with that. But I felt quite nervous sat here with his piercing eyes drilling holes through my body, and I didn't know why. And it was distracting. I just wondered what he was thinking.

Suddenly the bell rang, signalling the end of class. Matt and I got up, and luckily it was the end of the day.

"Need a lift today?"

"No I think I've got one," I signalled to Kyle. Matt's eyes twinkled and he nodded anyway.

"See you soon," he kissed me on the cheek and gave me a clenching hug. I laughed and returned the favour.

"Bye Matt," I said as he turned away. He blew a kiss my way and I laughed.

As I was walking out of the classroom, I could feel Kyle's presence behind me. I stopped for him to catch up.

He seemed a little tense as he walked along side me, he seemed almost angry.

"Kyle, what's-" suddenly I was spun around to meet him.

"What did I tell you in the car earlier?" Kyle whispered menacingly into my ear. His fists were clenched at his sides.

"I don't know," I replied dumbly. Of course I actually knew, I just didn't want to give him the satisfaction. He couldn't just spin me around whenever he wanted, he couldn't just get angry at me for no reason.

"Yes you do!" He almost shouted. "Tell me what I said in the car!" His body came closer to mine as my back hit the wall. His body was tight against mine. His warm breath fanning against my cheeks. His breath came out in rags, almost as if he was panting. "Tell me, Cali!" He barked.

"For God sake, Kyle!" I yelled. "You said I was yours!"

"You are mine!" He growled out.

"What's your problem?" I almost shouted. I was angry, I was and I couldn't help it. Who did he think he was?

"That guy! That guy who is always with you and is always touching you and kissing you! He's my problem!" He yelled. "And you always kiss him back! Why would you play me like this? I thought we had something,"

"Kyle-"

"No!" Kyle cut off loudly. "I don't like it, Cali. I don't like it!"

"For fuck sake, Kyle!" I shouted. "He's gay!" Kyle's tense and angry stance slipped a little as he panted still.

"He's gay?" Kyle asked. I nodded my head as I tried to get away.

"Yes he's gay, you fucking asswipe!" My hands flew into the air and dropped down with a thud against my thighs. "And to know that you thought I played you, my God I could strangle you right here. I am so angry," I let out as I tried to wriggle away, but Kyle wasn't giving up. "Let go of me!"

"Cali, please, I'm so so sorry," Kyle let out. "I just can't help it, I'm a mess, I've never felt so possessive and jealous over some girl before, Cali, I've never had a relationship like this. I don't know what I'm doing, I try so hard, Cali and I always, always mess it up," he said as if he was angry with himself. He lodged his hands into his hair in despair.

"You could learn to trust me, that would be a start," I explained.

"I do trust you!" He bounced back.

"Well, thinking I would kiss some boy back in a romantic way doesn't really show me that you do," I stated. "He's my gay bestfriend, he's the only person I would do that to and we're not romantically involved, you and I are!" I almost shouted back. I was getting angrier again.

"Cali, please, I find it so hard trying to make this work, I would do anything," he pleaded. I finally got out of his hold as I walked to the exit, he followed like a lost puppy.

"How about finding that trust we both need as a foundation to start this relationship," I shrugged my shoulders.

"I already trust you! I promise you, Cali, I trust you, I swear I do! I'll do anything!"

"It's not convincing enough, Kyle! I want someone who can trust me at all times!" I stated. I needed him to trust me, and maybe I was over reacting, but he went too far this time. I would never kiss anyone romantically when I was already involved with Kyle, and he didn't know me enough to know that piece of information. "Fuck, I don't need this," I let out angrily as I walked out.

"Don't leave," I heard Kyle say as he walked up behind me. "Not like this, let's talk about it,"

"Talk about what?" I shot out. "There's nothing left to talk about. Just leave me alone," I said as I walked off even faster.

"I need you,"

"Well, I need you too and look where that's gotten us,"

"Don't be over dramatic!" He replied exasperated.

"Over dramatic?" I spluttered. "I need trust, Kyle!" I shouted. I turned around and began walking again. This time, he didn't follow me.

Tears began pouring through my eyes. I didn't know why I left, I didn't know why I was so angry. I felt a little mean, and maybe I was being a little harsh on him, but it really struck home, the comment he made about me playing him had just done it for me. How could he ever think that? I was so angry, I couldn't stay there anymore. I think leaving was the best option, I could cool down a little.

I needed him, I really did. But I didn't need those comments. I would never have hurt him, or kissed someone when I was trying to make a relationship work with Kyle. I guess all good things come to an end, I guess I knew I was never going to be happy for long.

I almost ran home, and it took ages to do so. It was a killer and I was panting for breath as soon as I got to the entrance of my house. I was also sweating buckets in this heat.

I opened the door and I ran to my room. The tears were falling and I felt deflated. Why was I crying? I guess I didn't know. I didn't want to leave Kyle, I wanted to be with him again. I wiped my tears and scolded myself for being so weak. But I guess a girl was allowed to cry sometimes.

"Cali!" Tammy shouted as soon as I had ran past her. "What's the matter?"

I ignored her. I didn't mean to, I just didn't want her to see me like this. I was a mess aswell, and I was confused, I didn't know what I was doing and why I was doing it.

Maybe I could make this better again, maybe I could stop myself from hurting, but only Kyle could do that.

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This story is not finished! It won't be finished for a long long time yet! I have so much in store for you still!!

The person on the cover is river viperii, for all you to know:)

I hope you enjoyed. It's just a little argument, nothing too big. I wanted Cali to show her rash side aswell, she hasn't been in a relationship like this either so she's not sure what to do. She may have made a mistake leaving, but you know, everyone makes mistakes:))

Love you guys x