Song Above: I Wish I Missed My Ex.

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I flipped over the pages from my text book, scanning the heaps of words on the pages, but finding myself unable to register the information.

My mind was occupied with a swarm of thoughts from the past couple of weeks.

Rose had cheated on Brody, then Ryan had cheated on me, then Brody and I had finally admitted our feelings for each other, then Brody had met his moms murderer, who was in fact paid to kill his mom and I couldn't tell Brody of that fact because it would put his life in danger.

And breathe.

My life had turned into an episode of Gossip Girl and there was no chance I could press the rewind button.

I didn't ask for this drama. I was perfectly fine before. I had Netflix, Amazon Prime and YouTube to allow me to watch drama without participating and now I was in the screen amongst it.

It had gone from a Teen Romance to a full on Horror movie in the matter of months. My tiny brain could not comprehend it.

I squinted my eyes and tried to focus on school but again the words weren't sinking in and they seemed like a jumbled mess on the page.

I rubbed at the spot between my eyes and sighed.

My phone vibrated in my pocket and I pulled it out to find a message from my mom.

I'm going away for a few days. I will be back soon. Theres money on the counter and food in the fridge. Love you x

Weird.

My mom never messaged me when she was going away. She normally did a Houdini disappearing and reappearing. By the time I realised she was gone she'd be back again.

So where was she going?

Dinner with Brody had been a disaster. My mom had turned into Godzilla and walked out on us. I didn't see her until the evening and even then she tried to avoid me.

Her reasonings for her ice cold behaviour towards Brody was foreign to me. He didn't have a reputation and maybe she'd heard about it and thought I deserved better. I didn't know and I didn't care. I lost a lot of respect for my moms opinion when my father died.

"Hey Ivy,"

I pulled myself away from my thoughts and looked up at someone I didn't expect to see at the end of my table.

Rubbing at the back of his neck and awkwardly looking around the room stood Craig.

"Hi?" I raised a brow.

Last time I had seen him he was butt naked standing in Roses living room. I'm glad he's wearing clothes this time around.

"Can I talk for a second?"

Before I could protest he had sank to the seat next to me. It felt weird like dejavu.

"What can I help you with today Craig?"

I felt like a customer service advisor, who really didn't give a shit about their customers and was clock counting as they waited for closing time.

Craig was that customer that came into the store minutes before closing.

"Um," He laughed awkwardly and I just blinked, "You're close to Brody right?"

Very close.

"I mean he's alright,"

"But he would talk to you right?"

I let out a sigh, "I guess so, depends on what it is," Which wasn't a complete lie. I'm sure there were loads of things Brody had yet to tell me.

No one knew about Brody and I. We'd come to the joint decision to keep our relationship outside of school until things cooled down. It wasn't because we didn't want to be seen together, it was more to keep others - mean Rose and Ryan's-feelings from getting hurt. Even though they didn't deserve it.

"I need to know if he's mad at me,"

I almost snorted, "Craig. You slept with your best-friends girlfriend behind his back. Of course he's mad at you,"

He cringed and his lips tilted downwards. I was pretty certain he was close to crying, "I didn't mean for it to go down like this. I've always liked her and to be fair he knew that. But I know I shouldn't have helped Rose cheat. I just want my best friend back."

I couldn't help but feel bad. I wasn't a saint in this whole drama and I knew I shouldn't have been judging Craig. In a weird way, I should have thanked him. If he hadn't done what he did I wouldn't have been with Brody right now.

He continued when I hadn't replied, "Rose told me things weren't right with her and Brody. I mean I don't even know why they were together in the first place. He clearly has always had a thing for you,"

I almost choked on my salvia.

Was it really that obvious that Brody had always liked me?

How did it take years for me to realise?

"I don't know why he was with her," I do, "But it still doesn't give you a free card to cheat Craig, it's not right,"

"I know," He groaned, placing his hands on his face. You could see the guilt eating away at him from a mile away.

I felt bad.

"Look, Craig," A sad smile reached my lips, "I think you are talking to the wrong person about this. You should talk to Brody. He might not listen at first but just keep trying. I'm sure he misses you too,"

I forgot to add that Brody had called him a backstabbing dick for brains but I thought it was best to miss that bit out.

Craig perked up and nodded, "You're right. I will try to speak to him at practice," He stood up and put a hand on my shoulder, "Thanks Ivy,"

I watched his receding frame and shook my head before looking back at my textbook.

Like I said Drama followed me wherever I went. I couldn't even study in the library in peace. I went to turn the page when-

"Why so sour Poison?"

I instantly looked up and couldn't help the smile from stretching across my face.

Stood before I was the one person I'd never get bored of seeing. Brody wore a cotton grey jumper and jeans with his backpack strap swung over one shoulder. His whiskey eyes glistened in the lighting of the library and he had a crooked smile across his face.

My insides swooned.

"You deciding to finally study?" I teased.

"No, I actually had plans to make out with someone behind the shelves,"

There was a devilish glint in his eyes and he slowly raked them over my body stopping short on my lips for a couple of seconds and then meeting my eyes.

"Oh did you now?" I said coyly, "And who's the lucky lady?"

"Why don't you follow me to the shelves over in the corner and I can show you?"

He didn't have to ask me twice.

As soon as we were out of sight he dropped his backpack to the floor with a loud thud and tangled his fingers in my hair pulling me towards him. His lips met mine and instantly I felt that familiar hunger surged through me. His lips were rough and demanding as if we hadn't kissed in weeks and he'd been yearning for that feeling.

I slipped my hands under the hem of his shirt and felt the hard definition of his torso, trailing my finger over the ridged edges of his abs and the softness of his skin. I heard him take a sharp intake of breath and I smiled against his lips.

His hands found the small of my back that was exposed and just the feel of his skin against mine sent my mind reeling and the heat to rush to my cheeks.

I didn't think I'd ever get tired of his touch.

He kissed me harder and faster as the desire increased. His tongue gently traced my bottom lip and I opened my mouth wider to allow him entry. I wanted him, all of him and I wanted it now. He lifted me up so I could sit at the edge of an abandoned desk and he placed himself between my legs. I could feel the heat from his body merging with mine and a thousand thoughts swirled through my brain, thoughts of what we'd do if we weren't in school.

I pulled back an inch, our breaths heavy and our skin tingling from one another's touch, "Shall we just skip the rest of the day and go to the ca-"

"What the fuck?"

Wait. That wasn't Brody's voice.

As if a bucket of ice cold water had been thrown on us from above we instantly parted.

Brody's cheeks were bright red and he pretended to be interested in one of the books on the shelves even though our cover was a hundred percent blown.

Not even attempting to hide I frantically looked at the confused and startled expression of Ryan stood in between the bookcases.

I gulped.

Oh boy.