"𝕀 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕒𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕞𝕖 𝕨𝕖𝕒𝕜 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕤, 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕖𝕥 𝕦𝕡𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕝𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕪 𝕥𝕣𝕦𝕥𝕙𝕗𝕦𝕝, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕞𝕪 𝕓𝕠𝕕𝕪 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕚𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕤 𝕒𝕥 𝕒𝕝𝕝."

-𝕋𝕪𝕝𝕖𝕣 𝕂𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝔾𝕣𝕖𝕘𝕤𝕠𝕟

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♬ ˢᴴᵉ ⁻ ᶻᵃʸⁿ ♬

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Ｍａｓｏｎ

"You really don't have to walk me to my door," I assured.

"What kind of guy would I be if I didn't. Plus, It gets me a few more minutes with you." He smiled and I couldn't help but blush. As we approached the door. my palms began to sweat almost immediately. "I had a really fun time tonight."

I smiled up at him, "Me too."

His eyes flicked to my lips and back to my eyes. Now, I was no expert but I'm pretty sure that meant he wanted to kiss me. Did I even want him to kiss me? I mean, sure he's attractive and all but we just got done with our first date and I although I had a good time, I didn't know much about him. His hand gripped my waist, pulling me closer. Holy crap nuggets. Was this actually happening? I wasn't even sure I wanted it to. He was slowly leaning in.

'Shit Mason, If you don't want this to happen, your ass better speak now or forever hold it's peace.'

The front door quickly opened which made Luke's hand drop away as he stepped back. I let out a deep breath I hadn't been aware I was holding. I had assumed it was someone who was meant to be leaving and just so happened to open the door at that exact moment. However, as soon as I saw the indignant look encompassing Alex's face, I could tell it was anything but a mere coincidence.

Without warning, he grabbed my bicep and pulled me towards him while saying, "Thanks for bringing her home safely. She'll talk to you never, bye now." Then swiftly, he slammed the door shut in Luke's face.

I gaped, shocked at what he had just done. I had thought him showing up on our date was bad enough but seeing as he left us alone and I no longer saw him for the rest of the night, I figured he'd gotten over himself. Well, apparently not. "What the actual fuck, Alex?" I blurted, still staring at the front door.

"It was the end of the date Mason." he muttered.

I scoff, "Uh, I'm pretty sure I'm the one who gets to decide that, not you. Honestly, I don't even know the proper way to react to this situation. Why the hell are you still here? Why do you care? Why can't you just leave me alone? I meet a nice guy and you forbid me from talking to him, then he asks me out and you get all pissy and somehow find out where our date it and show up, and then I'm having a conversation with him and you show up again, pull me inside and slam the door in his face while telling him that I'm never going to speak to him again. What the hell is happening? What is wrong with you? How did you even find out where we were going when I didn't even know?"

Silence.

"Oh of course, now you choose to keep your big mouth shut. You know what, I can't even believe you. You're so obn..."

His lips firmly pressed to mine, effectively shutting me up.

Was this actually happening right now? Was Alex actually kissing me? Were Alex's lips on mine. Were my lips literally touching Alex's?

HOLY. SHIT. Holy fucking shit.

His hands gripped my waist tightly and forcibly pulled me against him. "Kiss me."

Did he just tell me to kiss him? Should I kiss him? Why was even kissing me and did he really deserve my kisses back?

No, but we sure as hell going to take advantage of this fine ass specimen and kiss him back.

Although undoubtedly stupid, I chose to listen to my inner monologue for once but hell, he's hot a fuck and he tastes like spearmint.

I slowly began to move my lips in sync with his, though as soon as he felt my response, his lips began to move quicker in a more desperate fashion.

His tongue ran along my bottom lip and I immediately opened my mouth, allowing him entrance. He swiftly grabbed the back of my thighs, hoisting me up against his body, all the while, never once breaking the kiss; though I'll admit I let out a small surprised squeal causing him to smile against my lips briefly. My legs instantly wrapped themselves around his waist while my arms slid around his neck, one of my hands grabbing at shaved hair at the nape of his neck.

His hands quickly moved from my thighs to my butt, gripping in tightly. I hadn't even realized we were moving until my back hit the wall. Almost immediately, one of his hands moved to my hip, gliding ever so slightly under my jacket and then under my shirt, coming to a rest at the top of my ribs. I pulled away, needed to breathe but that didn't stop him from moving to my jaw and down my neck. I small but ever so present moan, slipped through my lips as his mouth dropped my the top of my chest.

Suddenly and all too quickly, he pulled away, releasing his death grip on me, allowing me to slide down his body. Both of our chests were heaving, nearly hitting one another. Immediately, I began to process what in the hell just happened and the fact that I had literally just moaned, had my entire body heating up. My face was on fire and undoubtedly an intense shade of red. I couldn't look at him. What the hell even happened? How did I just allow that to happen? Why did he even kiss me in the first place and why the hell did I enjoy it so freaking much?

His finger slide under my chin, coaxing my face up. A rare but genuine smile graced his lips. "I like it when you blush." Of course, his words only furthered my embarrassment. "Especially when it's because of me." I swallowed unsure of what to say. Before I was able to say anything, he leaned forward pressing his lips to mine once again my eyes instantly closing, though this kiss was far more sweet and gentle than the first. He pulled away, resting his forehead on mine. "I don't know what the hell you're doing to me, Mason Marie." Once more, his lips met mine for a short and simple peck before he backed away. "Now if you'll excuse me, I'm in desperate need of a cold shower." My mouth dropped open slightly causing him to smirk and send me a wink.

Did he just?

He was up the stair within seconds, leaving me standing in the foyer looking like a complete idiot. I couldn't help myself though, my mind still wasn't fully aware of what the actual crap just happened.

"Mason?"

"Huh, what?" I jumped, not realizing that Miles had walked up.

"Why are you standing in the foyer with your mouth open and a shocked look on your face?'

I shook my head, "No, I, I'm not..."

"Holy shit! Is that a hickey?" He practically yelled, coming closer.

My hands instantly snapped to my neck, gripping either side in an attempt to cover a hickey I wasn't even aware I had. "What? No."

He was now stood right in front of me. "Uh, yeah it is. You're not even covering it by the way."

"What?"

"It's not on your neck, it's on your, well, your boob."

I looked and much to my horrification, he was right. Right where the shirt dipped down, exposing my cleavage was a large, bright red and purple hickey. How did I not notice him doing that?

"Did you and Luke get freaky?" He raised his eyebrows, smirking.

I nearly choked on my spit. "I, no, we didn't. We didn't do anything,"

"That hickey sure doesn't look like anything."

"I burned myself with my curler."

He gave me a deadpan look. "You do realize I was with you earlier, right?"

Crap. "Well, I just, you.." I was completely flustered.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone but you might wanna go cover it up because it's blatantly obvious." I nodded, agreeing. He chuckled at my retreating figure as I ran up the stairs praying that I wouldn't run into anyone else on the way.

As soon as I was safely in my room with the door locked, I went straight to the bathroom to look at my chest. I couldn't help but stare at the blazing red and purple bruise that was now taking up a considerable amount of the right side of the top of my chest. I don't know how long I stood there staring it. I was still trying to process what had actually happened. Why had Alex kissed me and why had I kissed him back?

'Don't try and act stupid girl, you know exactly why you let him kiss you. You like him.'

But did I actually? Never once had he really been kind to me. I'm not saying that I'm the kindest person in the world but nevertheless, I had never once been unkind to him without a reason; Yet he had been mean to me on multiple occasions with absolutely no justification. How could I really say that I liked him? I didn't know him all too well, especially not as well as I knew his brothers. I didn't want to be one of those cliche girls that fall in love with the guy that treats her like shit, forgiving him over and over again. I had let my emotions get the better of me and cloud my judgment when I went along with his little kissing escapades. From now on, he wasn't going to get anything from me until he started treating me with respect.

Turning around, I switched on the shower. Quickly stripping, I stepped in only to jump back, a high pitched scream leaving my lips just before I fell directly on my ass.

Note to self, check the temperature of the water before getting in.

"Fucking shit." I groaned, laying down completely and closing my eyes instead of getting up. My tailbone was achingly painfully. Of course, the water wasn't ice cold now.

"Mason!"

Another ear piercing scream flew out as the bathroom door was yanked open. My hands immediately moved up to cover my chest and downstairs in an attempt to hide myself.

Miles was standing there, his hand tightly gripping the shower door, his chest heaving.

"Miles, what the actual fuck?"

His eyes widened. "Don't what the fuck me! You screamed so loud I'm surprised it didn't break my mom's china. I thought something happened to you. God Mason, you scared the shit out of me."

"Oh."

"Yeah, oh." He huffed. "Why the hell did you scream?"

"The water was cold."

"The water was cold?" He questioned confused.

"I, I didn't check the water before I got in and it was absolutely freezing when I got in and it shocked me."

"Then why are you on the floor?"

"I fell."

"You fell?"

"Yeah, and I hit my freaking tailbone."

"Do you need help up?"

"I'm naked."

He rolled his eyes, sticking his hand out. "We've already been over this. No offense but I'm not interested. I'll be getting out as much out of this as a freaking cow."

I smiled, shaking my head and grabbed his hand. As soon as he started to pull me up, my back spasmed in detest. "Fuck, no. Please stop."

"What's wrong?"

"It hurts."

He reached over turning off the water, which we probably should've done a while ago. "Come here you little Gimp." He teased, bending over and wrapping my arms around his shoulder.

"You're going to get all wet." I argued.

"That's what she said." He giggled.

"Real mature."

"Do you want my help or not?"

"Okay, Yes. I'm sorry."

"Good girl. Okay, hold on tightly." I did as he said, while he wrapped his arm gently around my upper back. "You okay?" I nodded, allowing him to pull me up against his body.

I winced as my weight shifted. "I think I broke my ass."

He laughed. "Are you okay to stand while I grab you a towel?"

I released my death grip from around his neck. When I didn't waver, I nodded, letting go of him completely.

"I swear, you have to be the clumsiest person on this planet." He smiled, wrapping the towel around my body.

"Hey! It's very slippery in the shower."

"I don't think it had anything to do with the slipperiness of the shower." He chuckled. "I think you're just accident prone."

I shrugged, "Fair enough." My face contorted in pain as soon as I took as a step. "Well, shit." I groaned, placing my hand on my lower back.

"Can you walk?"

"Yeah, it's just painful."

"Do you want me to carry you?"

"Thank you but no, I can't just have you carrying me everywhere until my back stops hurting."

"I would if you needed me too."

I smiled up at him. "You're too sweet, Miles."'

He nodded. "I know. I'm freaking amazing." He mock flipped his hair. 

"And cocky." He shrugged not arguing. We walked into my room, well Miles walked, I, on the other hand, was practically limping with my hand placed on my lower back as if it was doing anything to help the pain.

"Mason?"

"Alex?" My hand gripped my towel tighter, assuring it wasn't going to fall off.

"Are you okay?"

My eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Uh, yeah. What are you doing in here?"

"I heard you scream but Miles wouldn't let me come in the bathroom." He explained, sending Miles a glare though Miles seemed to be completely oblivious to it or he just didn't care.

"And good thing I didn't. She was naked laying on the floor of the shower."

"What? Why?"

"The water was cold, I screamed and jumped back which caused me to slip and fall."

He stood up, concern etched onto his face. "Are you sure you're okay?"

It felt like a herd of elephants trampling through my stomach as he got closer, his hand resting on the side of my neck. I nodded, not trusting my voice. "You sure?"

Just as I opened my mouth to speak, Miles gasped causing both Alex and me to look at him. His eyes were wide, a massive, almost slightly creepy smile taking over his face.

"Dude, stop looking at us like that. It's creepy as fuck." Alex muttered, his hand sliding off my neck.

Miles' eyes flicked to mine. "It's from him."

"What's from who?" Alex asked, confused.

Miles looked between the two of us before stopping at me once again, a smirk gracing his lips. "Mason?"

My mouth kept opening and closing like a fish. He was right, of course, he was right but that didn't mean I knew what to say. I was embarrassed by this entire situation and now I was standing in front of Miles and Alex wet and in nothing but a towel while Miles smirked at the two of us like a complete and utter psycho and all of Alex's focus was now on me, confused and waiting for me to give an explanation.

"The hickey," I muttered, looking at the hardwood floor.

"The what?"

Miles stepped forward, ever so slightly tugging down the towel just enough to reveal the bruise causing Alex's eyes to immediately follow. "I saw her downstairs and thought Luke had given her the hickey and she just stood there, stuttering and denying it. "

Fucking Miles. I swear, these boys got some sick enjoyment out of embarrassing me.

I looked up to find Alex's gaze intently focused on my chest. His eyes flicked up to mine, a smirk growing. I don't know if it was my mind playing tricks of me but he looked quite proud of his work. "Well, she sure as hell didn't stop me." 

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authors note, 

Hello!

It's Wednesday and I'm updating. I know I usually update on the weekends aside from the last 2 or 3 updates but I finished writing this chapter and I couldn't wait until Friday to post it, So here it is. I hope you all enjoy it. 

Also, I'd like to just put this here and show you all how I have to attempt to write because my dog is far too needy. (btw, please excuse my face. I just woke up.)