Isabelle's P.O.V

"Remind me again why I agreed to come to college with you?"

I groaned as I try my best to stay awake and get my assignment done. It was after one in the morning and I had to hand it in, in just a few short hours.

"Because you love me."

I growled at Hillary then frown. "I'm starting to regret our friendship, I'm always getting the short end of the stick."

It's been a year since I decided to follow my best friend off to college in order to protect her from herself. But as it turns out, she didn't need my protection. Her boyfriend Ash Chang, (yes, you heard right, I said Ash Chang) was every sweet and kind and he absolutely loves her.

When we arrived at Yale and I saw him, I could not believe my eyes. I remember just standing there staring with my jaw dropped. When Hillary told me about him she forgot to mention that he was freaking Chinese. Don't get me, wrong guys, I have nothing against interracial couples, I just never expected that Hillary would ever date another race.

I still didn't think that the relationship would work out, but Ash was good for my best friend. He kept her focus and she even stopped partying as much as she used too. He made her feel beautiful in every way, and although he was mega hot, he never acted like it. A lot of girls wanted to be with him, but he only had eyes for one girl. He earned my respect.

I felt like a third wheel for the first couple of months, but that was until I got another surprise. I was hiding from my lovesick best friend and her equally lovesick boyfriend, so I decided to take the long way around campus to get to my dorm room. I didn't usually walk through the medical department of the campus, seeing as all my classes were in the same part. But, it was my only way to not get caught by Hillary and Ash. I was not in the mood to watch them try to suck each other faces off.

With my law books in hand and my bag pack loaded with more books, I started my long walk around campus. I was passing a few guy, keeping my head down. Within a few day of being a college, I came to the conclusion that college guys were jerks. Obnoxious, egotistic, self-centered, jerks. So I avoided them at all cost, which wasn't hard to do at all.

Just as I was passed them, I heard my name called.

"Isabelle?"

I froze on the spot. I had to be hearing things. There was no way that he was attending Yale too. When I left I thought that I'd never see him again. I slowly turned around and gasped. It was him! He was standing there looking like a bag of sexy sin. What the hell is he doing here!

"Oswaldo? Oh, my god! You're here...at Yale...Wow!"

He smiled, but it never reached his eyes. Deep, deep sadness was evident in the beautiful green eyes. I felt like stepping forward and comforting him, but I stayed right where I was. I didn't want to look crazier than I already was.

"Yep."

He replied, running his hand through his rich dark hair. Boy how I wish it was my hand. What the hell! Stay focus Isabelle, he's taken, remember?

"What, um...I didn't know you go here. I tried calling you a few time, but..."

He let the rest of whatever he was going to say trailed off. I down my head, my cheeks heating from embarrassment.

"Yeah, um about that...I um, I was meaning to give you a call sometime. Things just got hectic with planning and getting ready for college."

I knew it was the lamest excuse in the book, but it was the only thing I could have thought to say. And from the look on his face I knew that he knew it too.

"It's ok Isabelle, you don't owe me an explanation, I understand."

He didn't look upset by it, I took his word for it. He offered to walk me to my dorm and I accepted. We talk about what causes we were both going to major in and other meaningless stuff. I told him I was going back and forth between Law and Environmental studies. He said he was 100% sure about Medicine, particularly to do with the brain.

I knew that his chosen career path had something to do with his girlfriend, but as much as I wanted to ask, I kept quiet. When we got to my dorm, we said our goodbyes and he promise to call me and I in turn promise to pick up.

It wasn't until a couple of weeks later did I receive a call from him. He asked me if I wanted to meet up for coffee and I said yes. That was when I asked him about his girlfriend and his daughter.

"Megan's getting more beautiful every day, as for her mother, well she's gone."

I was confused. "What do you mean, gone?"

Did she leave him after all that he did for her? If she did then that meant that she never loved him. And did she leave her baby? How could she leave her child, what kind of mother does that? Or was it something worse, did she die?

A look of anger and sadness passed over her face. The earlier openness he had was gone, I saw the moment he closed off and I was kicking myself for prying into his personal life.

He kept his eyes down, staring into his coffee. I could tell he didn't want to talk about it, so I quickly change the question.

"So, are you living off campus? I imagine it would be hard to live on campus with a kid."

I saw his shoulders relax and I let out a breath. He ran a hand through his hair in that way that he loves to do, and I had to try hard to keep from sighing. His smile was back in place. And god, did my heart skip a few beats. I'm telling you guys, I needed to be locked because I was seconds away from hauling ass over the table and kissing him senseless.

"We live just off campus, I bought a little house not too far away. It's got a nice little park that is walking distance, which Megan loves."

He chuckled to himself and a look of unconditional love took over his feature. If I wasn't already in love with him, I would be falling hard for him at the moment.

"She loves it when Jessa takes her to the park, she all smiles and giggles. It's really cute."

I smiled at him, watching as he talked about his little girl with so much love. But I would be lying if I say I wasn't curious about who this Jessa person was.

"Is Jessa her nanny?" I asked, feeding my curiosity.

"She babysits for me when I'm at college." He answered.

For some reason, I felt jealous of Jessa, which is stupid. Because for I know, she could be a really old woman who just love taking care of kids.

We talked a little more about others things, then he walked me back to my dorm. We kept in contact over the months and even became very close. But not as close as I would have hoped. I could see that he was still getting over his girlfriend, so I never pushed for anything more than friendship.

It wasn't until two months ago that things got a little more serious between us. We were over at his place, it was a Saturday night and we were having dinner. Earlier we had spent the day with Megan at the park. She had only started walking a few months back and was still finding her feet, so we took her to the park to test them out. We had so much fun running behind her as she explored and touched everything.

She was fast asleep when we finally decided to call it a day. It was a mission to give her a bath and put her to bed because through it all she never woke up. After all of that we still had to make dinner, which was a Greek salad and roast turkey.

I remember we were sitting and relaxing after just finishing tidying away the dishes. Some stupid TV series was on and I was sitting with my head rested on his shoulder. I felt so comfortable and completely aware of him. It wasn't like we've never been alone together, but that was the first time that I was ever so close to him. I can't even remember how we got that way.

He asked me a question and I looked up at him, then his eyes made contact with mine. I suddenly realise that our lips were inches from each other. I looked at his lips and licked mine. When I looked back up at him, I saw him watching me intensely, then his eyes shifted to my wet lips and darken. Before I knew what was happening, we were kissing and tearing each other clothes off.

I have to say that I'm not inexperienced when it comes to sex. I've had a few boyfriends, I lost my virginity when I was sixteen, well on my sixteenth birthday to be exact. I was dating a guy who I thought I love, but it turned out I wasn't the only girl that he was loving.

Anyway, like I was saying, clothes were flying everywhere and we were lost in each other. Next thing I knew we were having sex on the sofa like the world was going to end. I would be lying if I said it wasn't amazing. We fell asleep in each other arms, but when I woke up I was alone.

I got dress and went in search of him. I found him in his study, sitting behind his desk staring at something and he looked extremely sad. He looked up when I approached and tried to hide the look in his eyes, but I had already seen it. I knew that he regretted it. It was that moment I realised that he was still in love with his ex-girlfriend and might always be.

I never pushed the issue, though. He didn't want to talk about it, so I never did. We haven't been intimate since, but things had changed between us. He was still holding parts of himself back, but I could see that he was trying. He did kiss me a few time and we held hands whenever we were together, but it never progressed past that.

He a really great guy and an amazing father any girl would be lucky to have him. And there were a few girls who tried hitting on him. I guess the one good thing about his not really being over his ex, was that he never looked at any of the girls who threw themselves at him.

I could see that he feel guilty that he was moving on and starting a relationship with me. I knew that one day I'll have to ask him about Megan's mother, I just didn't know how to go about it without upsetting him.

"Uh, hello, earth to Izzy. I've been calling your name for like, the past five minutes and you like totally ignored me."

Hillary nudged me out of my daydream. I looked down at my book and saw that I was still on the second page. I buried my face in the book and groaned.

"Kill me now, cause there's no way I'm getting this done before the deadline."

Hillary giggled, "Well if you didn't spend the last two hours daydreaming about a certain someone, you would have finish by now."

I rolled my eyes at her but blushed a deep red.

"Shut up and let's just get this over with."

She smirked at me, but I chose to ignore her and focus on my book as much as I could.