Nearly Tripping down the steps, I stood at the bottom silently as an over dressed Kelsie and my mom greeted the Capetti's with smiles on their faces. Puffing out my cheeks I blew the air out of them and repeated this about 5 times until Phoenix nudged me with his elbow.

"What?" Directing his eyes to the door, I saw Kit waiting there with a single rose in his hand and twitching his nose. He was dressed in a blue button up shirt with black jeans and fancy shoes.

Blinking my eyes twice, I hopped off of the stairs and slightly pushed through the Capetti's. I swear there wasn't that many of them before, they just keep reproducing.

"Wow, you look amazing" He cooed as he bent down to kiss me. Rolling my eyes, I laughed and took the rose from his hand. I always hated when guys gave girls such predictable gifts, I know it's the thought that counts but I just want something different you know.

Get me a goat or something, well.. not an actual goat because my mom would freak, but at least come up with something original.

"For moi, really, you shouldn't have." I said sarcastically in an extremely bad french accent.

Winking down at me, he then took a nervous breath as he looked ahead.

It seemed that River and Evan were giving him looks that could kill. I would have told them to quit it, but their eyes were way too freaking mesmerising to do so.

Grabbing his hand, I lead him to the kitchen and sat opposite him. Giving him a reassuring look, he cocked his head and was now back to confident (arrogant) and same old kit.

Everyone started to pile into the kitchen and take their seats.

Tate took a seat beside me and so did Evan, I literally felt suffocated.

"So Carmela..-" Francesca started slowly.

"Are you and Kit like an item now?" My mom started to cut the chicken while her eyes darted to Kit and back to me with an excited smile.

Francesca had asked me this exact question yesterday and I had told her we weren't, I had repeated it several times in fact.

"No"

"Yes" Kit said as I mumbled my answer. Kit shot me a questioning look and furrowed his eyebrows.

"Awkward.." Evan mumbled beside me. Kicking him on the leg, his knee shot up and hit the table, causing him even more pain.

"What I mean by no is that, I mean we're just good friends, taking it one day at a time " All Francesca did was nod her head slowly and tuck into her peas and carrots. Eugh, here's another droning conversation im going to have to have with Kit.

Clearing his throat, Tate shot a polite smile at my mom and thanked her for inviting them round.

Sneakily placing his hand on my thigh, I looked up at him with a blush rising to my cheeks.

As my mom shared out the chicken and other sides, I leaned over in his direction while everyone's concentration was on their food.

"If you ever want Tate juniors, I advise you to move your fucking hand" I whispered as silently as possible, it still wasn't quiet enough as River looked up at us curiously.

Plying his hand off of my thigh for it only to be back seconds later, I let out a tiresome moan, which may had not sounded so 'tiresome' after all.

Everyone's head shot up and their eyes were on me.

"This food is real good mom" shoving some carrots in my mouth I moaned again and rubbed my belly.

Everyone's laughs started to fill the kitchen including Tates as his hand got higher and higher.

Quick, do something, think Carmela think.

Balling my fist, I pounded it down on his crotch making him drop his fork and wheeze in pain.

Grabbing his crotch he looked down towards the floor and took short breaths through his mouth.

Laughing, I looked back at everyone's confused eyes and laughed even louder.

"More peas anyone?" I sang sweetly.

What was I kidding? Of course this is going to be a fun dinner.

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After an hour more of hysteric laughing and conversations, Kit said his goodbyes and left with a kiss planted on my forehead.

Excusing myself from the table, I made my way up to my room and laid there for what felt like forever until someone had knocked on my door.

"Come in" As Tate's smug face appeared from behind my door, I inwardly groaned and grabbed a note pad and pen from my table.

"It's you" I said with a breath.

Climbing on my bed next to me, he kicked off his shoes and crossed his legs.

"The one and only" resting his head on the head board, he closed his eyes and laughed. Okay, he was definitely a psycho.

Shifting my eyes towards him, his laughing came to a soft stop.

"Are you high?" Flickering open his eyes, he rolled them and shook his head. "And what happened to you being angry with me?"

"You wanna interview me or not" Shifting away from him slowly, I nodded my head and turned to face him.

Jesus, he looked so good. He was wearing a white shirt with a couple of buttons undone at the top and a pair of black jeans to match. It was simple but damn did he pull it off.

"So Mr Capetti-" Smirking, he released a slight chuckle and stared at me.

"I love it when you speak to me with such authority" He sarcastically growled. Pretending to gag and roll my eyes in annoyance, he half chuckled.

I tried to think back when Megan gave me a whole butt load of questions to ask the lunatic, most were quite personal so I drcided to leave those out.

"So Mr- Tate, if you could rate yourself out of 10, what would yo-"

"10 million" he quickly murmured before I even finished the question. Scoffing I rolled my eyes I wrote something down in my notebook.

'Big headed'

"You had a good child hood right?" Looking at him, it didn't even seem he was paying attention. He stopped twisting the rubix cube but hadn't removed his eyes from the object.

"Next question" Sighing, he started to twist the rubix cube again.

40 more minutes went by of asking him intruding questions and it seemed that he didn't even care.

"Can you remember when all of this happened." Motioning my hand over his body, he furrowed his eyebrows and parted his mouth slightly.

Eugh, a person shouldn't look so cute when they looked so clueless.

"What?" He questioned. "You mean when I hit puberty?"

"No. You know, when you started acting like a psycho?"

Putting my pencil to the paper, I looked up at him and waited for something, anything.

"I'm not a psycho." He said bluntly.

"Tate, you once held a knife to James McHauley's neck because he cheated on Francesca, oh and you broke Mr Rons nose-"

"But-"

"And remember that time you set the science lab on fire-"

"That wasn't-"

"And lets not forget your split personalities, you act like an actual person one minute and then the next day you're so distant-"

"Yeah okay, I fucking get it" Throwing my rubix cube against my wall, i flinched as it broke to pieces. Avoiding eye contact, I bit down on my lip and placed the pen and paper down.

"Maybe we shouldn't do this.." I whispered.

As he moved he lifted his hand to scratch the back of his neck, I flinched back and shut my eyes.

"Carmela..? You thought I was going to hit you? Do you really think that low of me" Scratching the tip of my nose, his finger hooked underneath my chin and lifted my head up.

Watching his greying eyes watch mine, they momentarily flickered to my lips and back to my eyes.

Leaning forward, his lips touched mine sending sparks down every inch of my skin.

"W-what are you doing?" Breaking away from the kiss, he looked at me with a smirk planted on his lips.

"I'm kissing you?" Gently pulling my face forward, "Unless you don't want me to?" he started to trail kissed upon my jawline until he reached my lips.

Wrapping my arms around his neck, I pulled back and looked at him confused.

"We shouldn't be doing this, I shouldn't.. What about Kit?" Kissing me softly, he placed his forehead to mine and smiled slightly.

"Don't think about that right now" Wrapping his arms around my waist, our lips moved together with such need.

"I've wanted to kiss you like this since the day you woke up in my room" He whispered. pushing him down, I stared down at his smirking face.

"How can you make me hate you, but feel so.. Feel so lost" losing his smirk, he had various emotions on his face which I studied closely.

Pulling me down forward, his parted lips went to mine, and his hands lower down my back. Giving him full access of my mouth, we carried on for another few minutes or so before we needed oxygen.

Falling down next to him, he put one arm behind his head and the other around me.

"What do we do now?" I almost laughed when I looked at his crimson cheeks.

"Well we can't have sex, our families are down stairs" slapping his chest, he chuckled and grazed my cheek with his thumb.

"I didn't mean that, I meant like I don't know..us?" Biting down on my lip, I looked towards the recorder to see that it was still flashing red. Groaning, I pressed stop and started to turn it in my hand.

"Carmela...there is no us, it's just you and I, but that doesn't mean we can't still do this. Obviously you're gonna have to call that Kit guy and tell him whatever you have is done." Peering down at me with a smile, I shrugged out of his hold and stood up from my bed.

"So you mean to say, I can't be with kit because you don't want me to be? " Nodding his head slowly, he failed to see the point in my explanation.

"But you can fuck who ever you please because you're mr fucking big shot Tate Capetti-"

"That's not what I'm saying-"

"What am I just another one of those girls you can call. Jesus, I'm so freaking stupid." Flinging my hands into my hair I groaned and muttered curses under my breath. I looked like some easy slut, a crazy easy slut.

"I think you need to calm down, you're starting to look crazy" I stopped pacing and looked at him like I wanted to punch him in the throat.

"Crazy huh? How crazy do you think I'll look when I ram a bicycle up your ass?" What the hell was I thinking? This is Tate freaking Capetti, I was making out with Tate fucking Capetti. The weird, closed off sleazy lunatic.

"You call me the psycho, yet you're here talking about ramming bicycles up peoples asses." Standing up from the bed, he towered over me and glowered at me with his azure eyes. Damn those freaking eyes.

"Are you implying that im a psycho" walking towards my door, he nudged me with his shoulder and laughed.

"I'm not implying anything, to imply I would have to be hinting. I'm not hinting you're a psycho Carmela, I'm telling you." Quickly picking up my slipper, I threw it at his head making Tate turn back around in an instant.

"Was that meant to hurt me?" A smile on his face only made my anger grow.

"You used me!" Glaring at him with my hands on my hips, he walked closer to me and lowered himself so we were at the same eye level.

I swear I could strangle him.

"I use a lot of people, don't think you're special"

And that was when I pounced.

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"Carmela, have you seen what you have done to poor Tate?" Glancing to the side of me, there sat Tate with a ice pack over his eye and a bandage on his hand.

I know it shouldn't have, but I brought a smile on my face.

"He deserved it" I quietly mumbled to my feet. I didn't dare look at my mom right now, she was way past angry.

She and everyone else had came rushing to my room as they heard yelling and loud thudding sounds.

Opening the door, I froze as Tate was trying to get me off of his back. What?

He didn't think I was just going to let him say that to me and walk away. So I pounced, I leaped onto him and punched him in the eye, I wasn't exactly aiming, it just happend. Once I was on his back, he tried to push me by the face...so I bit him.

"Is no one going to consider taking me to a hospital, this bitch bit me...bit me! I need a fucking shot, she probably has rabis" Waving his hand about,

"Tate, that's enough!" Tates mom shouted.

I laughed aloud but shortly got silenced as my mom shot me a life ending glare. Francesca and Evan on the other hand had to be escorted into the other room due to their uncontrollable laughter.

"You'd think the bad boy of school would have a pair of balls, you screamed louder than Kelsie when she see's a spider." Grinding his teeth, he looked up at his furious mother and my anger filled mother.

"Shut the fuck up you psycho" he spat.

"Throat kicker!"

"Bitter Virgin"

"Dick"

"Rather be a dick than what ever species you are" he scoffed.

"We're the same species you moron!" My mom pulled me back before I threw myself at him again.

Mrs Capetti narrowed her eyes at Tate before telling him to go and get his jacket.

"I apologise for Tate's behaviour and language, sorry Carmela." Giving me and my mom a sincere smile, I looked up at the rest of the gawking Capetti's and rolled my eyes.

"All of you home, now" Mrs Capetti ordered. Watching them all file out one by one, they all said their goodbyes and Francesca even hugged me.

Stranding by the door I watched them walk next door.

"Dude, you got beat up by a fucking girl" Evan laughed to Tate which only got Evan a push in the rose bush...ouch.

Closing the door with my hip, I turned around to face 3 baffled faces.

"so.....What's for dessert?"

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