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        Darren's POV:

        "You blew it, I hope you know that," Sam tells me once West and that prick left. I'll admit it: I'm extremely jealous. I hoped the guy would be ugly and West wouldn't like him, but I saw the way his eyes lit up when he saw this new guy, and my heart sank.

        I glare at Sam and drop onto West's couch, my head in my hands. "I know, you don't have to remind me," I snap, glaring at the ground. "I should've told him! Ugh, I'm so stupid!"

        Hands pat my back, and when I look up, I see Kayden look at me with sympathy. "Darren," He sighs. "He really, really liked you. West tried so hard not to fall for you, but he did. He must be looking as this date to be a chance to fall for someone else."

        June laughs nervously and looks at the ground. "Um, I may or may not have set him up to make you jealous..." She admits quietly, biting her lip. "But I didn't think he would like him so quickly!"

        I glare at her. "You did this?!" I cry angrily. Okay, so maybe I don't need to scream at the poor kid, but all I can think about is West with that rich asshole! "June, you knew I liked him, yet you still set it up!"

        "You didn't know if you liked him yet!" She argues, her hands on her hips. "This date is gonna make or break you, so if you don't go after him, you are screwed."

        I let out an exasperated cry. "Well, what do you want me to do? Just walk on up to Xzavier's doorstep and be like "Hey, I need to speak with West because I like him"?" I tug at my hair. "No! I can't! And even if I could, I don't have his address!"

        June smirks and reads off her phone "516 Mockingbird Drive. It's a very long drive, but isn't it worth it?" Kayden's little sister raises an eyebrow. "Well? Don't just sit there! Go! Before it's too late!"

        I nod, determined to get West once and for all.

        West's POV:

        "This is your house?!" I yell, looking up at the most beautiful mansion I have ever saw. "Holy bejesus! It's huge!"

        Xzavier laughs and grabs my hand, tugging me towards the massive home. "Yeah," He smiles. "It's quite nice and cozy, despite being huge and all."

        I let him tug me into the house, which is truly cozy. The lights are somewhat dimmed, and it's warming against my cold cheeks. There are Christmas decorations everywhere- holly, wreaths, lights, and above me, mistletoe.

        Xzavier smiles when he sees it and steps towards me, leaning in. I let him and lean in as well, making our lips touch and my body explode. Xzavier pulls me closer to him and bites my bottom lip, asking for entrance, which I happily give. Our tongues battle for dominance, but in the end I let him win and explore my whole mouth.

        I involuntarily moan, causing Xzavier to groan back and push me against his door, his lower half pressing against his. In the heat of the moment, I don't even care I am grinding on a guy I just met, I just want Xzavier and only Xzavier.

        "Xzavier," I moan, making him press himself on me harder. He stumbles back, his arms still around me, and pulls us to the couch, where we both fall and start a passionate make-out session.

        "Ahem,"

        Xzavier peels himself off of me and looks towards the hallway, where a flushed looking woman is standing. "Sorry to interrupt, love," The lady says, her accent slight like Xzavier's. "But I have a young man at the door looking for a West?"

        Had we really been that into kissing we hadn't heard the door? And who the hell would be looking for me, here?

        I push Xzavier off of me and smile. "Um, I guess I'll see who it is," My date nods and gives me one last kiss before leaning back on the couch. I walk to the Resse's front door and stare in shock.

        There, Darren stands, looking way too attractive to be a human and not a God. He smiles shakily at me and motions me towards him. My heart just about stops when I see that damn smile.

        Xzavier who?

        We walk into the Resse's front yard, under a tree where no one will be able to hear out conversation unless they are right next to us.

        "Um... I need to tell you something," Darren stammers, making me confused. Darren never trips on his words, he is always confident. And what the hell does he need to tell me that's so important he needs to come to Xzavier's?

        I nod my head and smile briefly, my heart pounding. "Shoot,"

        Darren clears his throat, opening and closing his mouth several times, making him look like a gasping fish. "Uh... I... I l-l-l... June told me that you forgot your wallet," He tells me, his face red. It's probably from the cold, which is why he is also shaking a bit, to keep warm.

        I pat my pocket and frown. "It's right here," I say, confused. "Um, are you sure that's why your here? I mean... You were gonna say something that started with an-"

        "Oh, June just texted me," He interrupts, pulling out her phone. "She said that she meant your... Glasses?"

        I raise an eyebrow. "I don't wear glasses..." I tell him slowly, making him look frustrated.

        "Well I don't know what the hell this girl is talking about then..." He says quietly, his voice wavering. "Sorry to interrupt your date... How's it going?"

        I smile. "It's going amazing! Xzavier is so nice and sweet and damn that boy can kiss,"

        Darren clears his throat and glares at the ground, confusing me more. "Um, Dar? Did the ground, like, fuck Bella or something?"

        The brown eyed boy frowns. "Just mad June sent me here for no reason..." He explains, his eyes still on the ground. "You, uh, look nice tonight, by the way."

        I blush beat red, thankful that the cold night air makes it seem like I'm just cold. "Th-thank you," I stutter, wanting to wrap my arms around Darren and hold onto his warmth. "You, er, always look nice."

        This time, I'm sure Darren's blushes. "Thanks," He whispers while he plays around with his hands, knotting and twisting them with each other. He looks back up and our eyes meet. Slowly, we both lean in, our faces so close I can feel his breath fan across my face.

        "Hey guys!"

        Darren pulls away quickly, his face red. "I need to go yell at June," He murmurs and walks away quickly.

        I move my gaze from Darren to Xzavier, who is holding out his coat for me. I gratefully step into it and wrap myself up, breathing in my date's scent of peppermint and vanilla. "Thanks, Xzavier," I say, letting him wrap and arm around my shoulders and lead me inside.

        What was Darren going to do? I mean, it looked like he was going to kiss me, but why the fuck would he do that? He's straight and hates my guts!

        "No problem, West," He says sweetly yet seductively at the same time. "Do you want to go warm up in the hot tub?"

        I nod but rethink. "I don't have swim trunks," I explain, frowning a bit. Is it so much to ask that I see this boy shirtless?!

        "You can borrow a pair of mine," He assures me and pulls me into his room, just as warm but a bit more modern with a flatscreen on the wall and a MacBook on his desk.

        I take a seat on his bed as he fishes out two pairs of swim trunks, handing one to me. "You can change in the bathroom,"

        I nod my head and walk into the bathroom- which is nearly as big as my bedroom. I get changed quickly, and walk out to find a shirtless Xzavier laying on his bed, his abs looking extremely yummy. His happy trail leads down and into his red swim trunks, leaving much to be imagined. Damn you, swim trunks!

        "Ready?" Xzavier asks, taking in my appearance. Suddenly self-consious, I wrap my arms around my stomach, concealing my faint ab line. My date stand and holds out an arm. "Shall we?"

        I giggle and wrap my arm around his. "We shall," I say in the most stereotypical British accent I can.

        "Impressive," Xzavier complements, giving me that heart-stopping smile of his.

        I bow slightly. "Thank you very much sir. I can also do an Irish accent," I clear my throat and start talking in the thickest, most horrible Irish accent ever. "I'm Irish, blah blah beer, blah blah leprechaun's."

        We both start laughing, but I stop immediately when I see who walks out of one of the doors.

        Brian Kolier, biggest football player and most homophobic person from our old high school. When he sees me, his face scrunches up in disgust and he glares at me. "What is it doing here?"

        "Ouch, that one really hurt," I put a hand on my chest, feigning hurt. But when he steps towards me, I do push myself closer to Xzavier.

        Xzavier sighs and shakes his head. "West is my date," He explains patiently. I look between the two in confusion. Seeing my confused expression, my date explains "Brian is my step-brother. His mom married my dad, but he refused to have the same last name as me. How do you know him?"

        I clear my throat to speak but Brian beats me to it. "I used to beat his gay ass," He hisses, clenching his fist. "But then he little friend, Samuel Kendler, put a stop to it."

        Xzavier glares and wraps his arm around my waist. "Well, while he is here, you will treat him with respect or I will tell my father."

        With that, Xzavier pushes past my ex-bully and to the porch. It is still extremely cold, but once inside the hot tub, it's pure bliss. "Ugh, this feels fucking amazing!" I moan and lean against the hot tub. Xzavier follows next and sits next to me, smiling.

        "Thank you for coming over," He smiles and wraps an arm around me. "I had a lovely night. Hopefully we can do this again some time soon." His fingers draw patterns on my arm, making me shiver. His mouth brushes against my ear as he whispers "I really like you West."

        I blush and gulp, looking down at the bubbling water. "I-I like you, too," I say quietly. He grabs my face and presses his lips against mine. I happily kiss him back, groaning slightly when he pulls me onto his lap.

        He pulls back for a second and breathes "Be my boyfriend?" before reattaching his lips back on mine. I nod my head, too lost in the lust to really comprehend anything.

        This is it, Xzavier is going to be the one who makes me forget my feelings about Darren.

        And thank God for that.

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