Waking up, I rubbed one side of my face and yawned. I was never a morning a person, I kinda envied people who were.

Hanging my head over the edge of my bed, there layed Tate hugging tightly onto a pillow I definitely did not give to him.

Placing my head inetween my two palms, I propped myself up by my elbows and concentrated on him.

I concentrated on his breathing patern, and the way how his nose would twitch now and again in his sleep.

Tilting my head, I saw how fragile and unlike him he looked.

Closing my eyes, with a breath I reopened them and hopped off of my bed.

I gotta get out of here and clear my head.

Taking a shower and brushing my teeth, I got dressed and lazily tied my hair up.

It was only 8:25, so that meant my mom would be back home in time for lunch, so it gave me enough time to take a breather.

Closing my front door behind me, I decided I would go to Megan's and see if she needed any help at all with any of the newspaper things.

Reaching her house, I was surprised I even remembered where it was.

You see, Megan wasnt always 'best of friends' with us...well actually she kinda used to hate me.

Before all of this Tate fiasco, he used to kinda go out with this crazy bitch 'Kourtney', when I say crazy, she was mental.

Somehow, she blamed me for everything that ever happened to her and planned to make my life a living hell. She would put paint in my locker, try to start arguments for no reason, she once even 'accidentally' poured some red liquid on me while I was wearing all white.

"You're dad probably left because you're such a pathetic excuse of a human being"

That's when one day I had accidentally saw her and the janitor going at it. catching her in a full makeout session with the janitor, i mean its not like i could just let that go....So i stuck the pictures all over school for everyone to see.

I know it sounds harsh, harsher than harsh really, but I was so angry. I had so much anger inside of me already, and she would be there just adding to it.

Shortly, she transfered and left her beloved 'best friend' abandoned. I felt so guilty, I felt like it was my duty to take Megan in.

Knocking on the door, her mother answered with a smile and sent me straight up to her room.

Climbing up the stairs, as I neared to her room, I heard her laughing on the phone to someone.

"I know right?" She giggled.

"I can't wait! " she squealed with excitement.

Opening the door, I must of caught her by surprise as she slightly screamed.

"Cant wait for what?" I question while she said her goodbyes and reached for her laptop.

"Its a surprise" She said while cocking her head.

Eugh, more surprises, dont you think I've had enough for 1 week?

Sitting down on her wooden chair, I crossed me legs and sighed.

"Whats wrong?" Megan asked while still looking at her laptop screen.

Shrugging off her question, I didnt feel like talking about Tate for another second. I just dont understand anything anymore. He uses me, he's rude, he's violent and toys with my emotions.

Yet every time I see him, I just want to be wrapped in his arms, I just want to kiss those lips, I just want to hold on and never let go.

I hated it.

"Hey Carmela, not that you're article isnt great or anything, but im gonna need some more personal things about Tate" Megans voice captured my attention and made my eyebrows pull together and my lips form a straight line.

"That'd be like poking a beehive with a stick Megan, plus if he wanted to tell me something personal, he would have done by now" Seeing her roll her eyes, I reached down into my rucksack that I had brought round and pulled out a notebook that I had scribbled some ideas on.

"Thought these would be pretty cool to add to the newspaper?" Reaching for the notebook, she scanned her eyes across the notes and smiled.

"These are awesome Carmela, I'll take a better look at them later, I've got tons of homework to do" She spoke with her eyes glued to the laptop screen.

im guessing that was my cue to leave.

Quickly dashing to the toilet, I returned and grabbed my rucksack and went home.

because that encounter wasnt weird or anything.

Unlocking my front door, I was met with the aroma of pancakes and if I wasnt mistaken, brownies.

oh god, we havent got more new neighbours have we?

"Did someone actually die this time-" I laughed while I walked into the kitchen. Stopping by the door, I saw Tate in nothing but boxers and an apron whilst Kelsie sat by the table admiring him.

"You're back" Tate breathed a shaky laugh, before pushing a plate of pancakes in my direction. Glancing down at them, I turned my nose up in disgust.

was this supposed to be some sort of peace offering?

Pushing them back in his direction, I walked towards the fridge and pulled out a non chocolatey, non pancakey... apple.

Oh lord I just want to taste the chocolatey goodness.

Even Kelsie found it strange I passed up pancakes for an apple, I guess feeling the tension in the air was the reason she shot up and was about to exit the room.

"Wait, when's mom getting back?" I asked as she held her plate of brownies.

"Oh yeah, Moms gone to see Aunt Sal, apparently her and uncle Jon's marriage is going down the crapper, and she needed her sister. She'll be back in a couple days." She muffled with brownies in her mouth.

Groaning as she made her way out of the kitchen, I slumped down on the kitchen stool and rested my head inbetween my arms.

"Are you okay? " Tate asked cautiously like I was a ticking time bomb. Well right now, I kinda did feel like a ticking time bomb, ready to explode any minute.

"No Tate, the question is, are you okay" I snapped my head up so my eyes connected with his.

"Thats what I said..." Seeing the faint smirk on his face, I picked up one of his beloved pancakes and threw it in his direction.

"Woah calm down, it was a joke. Do you know how long it took me to make this shit" Holding his hands up in defence, his smile only seemed to grow wider and wider.

Grabbing one of the plate of brownies, I started to pelt him with them untill they were all gone.

"Dont..tell..me..to..calm..down" I said between every throw.

Grabbing me by my wrist, he slowly took the plate away from me and pursed his lips.

"Im not good at this apologising and this thank you thing" He chocked out while making speech marks with his fingers.

"What are you apologising for?" I whispered. I didn't whisper on purpose, I just didn't feel that my voice could get any louder than this due to sparks that were shooting across my body.

"For making you cry, I thought you honestly hated me.." Brushing his thumb on the apple of my cheek, I closed my eyes and unconsciously leaned into him.

"What are you thanking me for?" Looking up from his chest, his eyes seemed to scan every inch of my face before connecting with my eyes once again.

"For taking care of me last night" Lifting me on top of the counter top, he stood inbetween my legs and brushed his lips against the corner of my mouth.

"I really didnt do anything special, trust me." I chocked out while his fingers brushed the outline of my face.

"I woke up and you were gone?" His voice in a low whisper as he started to concentrate making small circles on my upper arm. "Do you still hate me?"

His child like eyes Flickered up to mine, while he sucked both of his lips into his mouth.

"I dont hate you Tate, Im just...im tired. Im tired of all of this" Holding my head inbetween my hands. Placing his face inbetween the crook of my neck, his small breaths began to tickle me.

"What do you mean" His words soft and muffled due to my neck blocking his mouth.

"I dont know? Im tired of not knowing stuff." As he raised his head, I saw how a playful smirk played upon his lips.

"How is it my fault you're stupid?" He jokingly laughed.

Was everything a complete joke to him, is that what he saw me as? some big joke.

Making a sound of disgust, I pushed him away leaving him with a surprised look on his face.

"You know what, not everythings a joke Tate" Pushing him out my way, i jumped off of the counter top and began to walk away. Reaching to the kitchen door, I was stopped as he blocked my pathway with his body.

"Look im sorry, I was just kidding." Folding my arms over my chest, I turned my head in the other direction and started to flare my nostrils.

Placing his hands in his back pockets- yes, his boxers had back pockets-, I heard as he started to clear his throat to cut the silence.

"I broke up with Honey today.." Slowly turning my head towards him, he didnt see as his head was hung, but I actually had a smile on my face.

As he raised his head, I quickly turned the other way.

"So what, you think im just going to jump in bed with you now you're available? " I tried to say with a stern voice.

I couldn't help the smile that appeared on my face as he started to trip over his own words.

"I..no, t-thats not. I was just, I-" My erupt of laughter interupted his rambling.

"I was kidding." I mimicked his sentence from before.

Dropping his jaw, he looked at me in amusement before lunging for me.

As he wrapped his muscly arms around my torso, I released an ear piercing shriek and couldn't control my laughter.

Picking me up with a low chuckle, he threw me over his shoulder making me laugh even louder.

"Oh my god Tate, get me down" I chocked through the laughter while hitting him on the back.

Walking towards my garden, his blue eyes momentarily glanced up at me with a glint before shifting back to the front.

"Doesnt this bring back memories?" What memories. we've done this before? what, why and when?

Taking upon my silence, he laughed and dumped me on the freshly cut grass.

"Oh yeah, you were way too wasted to even know" Running over to the hose pipe, I began to get up as he chucked the pipe up and down like he was examining it.

Holding up my hands, I dropped to my knee's and saw the mischievous glint in the corner of his eyes.

Dear lord, please dont let him spray me with that freezing cold water, I'll do anything.

"So kitten, as you're so up for practical jokes, how about this"

Pointing the hose at me, I shut my eyes and was about to shout 'no' as he pressed the button, but was shocked as I felt no water upon my skin.

Opening one eye, I smacked a single hand over my mouth and opened the other.

There stood a soaking wet Tate, drenched from head to toe.

Oh sweet jesus, thankyou.

As the droplets ran off of his nose and on the patio, I couldnt help but notice how perfect he still looked.

His dark locks stuck to his forehead, and the droplets that had formed on his eyelashes had started to fall.

He stood there still shocked from the sudden soaking,his lips parted and his teeth slightly chattering.

Getting to my feet, I kept a steady hand over my mouth as I walked closer to him.

Not being able anymore, I let go a strong laughter that had me in tears. His face just looked too priceless. Quickly dashing to the kitchen, I furrowed through my bag and picked out my camera.

Quickly getting back outside, I snapped a picture of him and continued my laughter. seeing the smile start to appear on his face, he to began to join me.

"Well that didnt go to plan.." he laughed.

Wiping his hands on my top, I jumped back in protest.

"Hey! dont get me wet" I said while narrowing my eyes towards his smirking face.

"Well I've never heard that from a girl before" He said while biting down on his lip to stop himself from laughing.

"You're bigheaded" I laughed while placing my hands on my hips.

"Thats not the only thing thats big" he winked.

"Two puns in under twenty seconds, are you proud Capetti?" I mocked whilst twiddling with my camera.

Laughing, he ran his fingers through his hair and nodded.

"Yup, I wanna remember this moment forever" Snatching the camera out of my hand, he pulled me by his side and yelled 'smile'.

and I did.

I smiled like a freaking lunatic.

Turning the camera around to look, he smiled as he saw the picture.

"Way better than Stylinsky" He muttered under his breath.

Looking down at me, his smile suddenly dropped and he loosened his grip from around me.

"um, I should go dry off, bye" He murmured before jetting off inside

What the hell was that?

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WAHEEEY, NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE KINDA DRMATIC

HONEY SWEET'S (TATES GIRLFRIEND..WELL EX) PICTURE BY THE SIDEEEE