WILL

As soon as the song ended, Will made sure he had his mobile phone with him, waited for Kyle to come, then rushed to the corner to where he had seen her go. And fuck, he was too late. He pounded his fist on the wall.

When Shane mentioned ecstasy, only one person came to his mind, who might possess it, and spike some innocent person's drink. He went to the bathroom, to splash water on his face, which was clammed with sweat. He did not like being the centre of attention, which was surprisingly weird considering he loved being the centre of attention in the past.

He came out, and walked down the corridor into the boys locker room, where he always kept a secret stash of Skittles, his 'comfort' food, when he was stressed out. Liv was supposed to be having the night of her dreams, but now she living a nightmare. He stood up straight. Liv. He was supposed to be with her. Not hang out at the locker room, away from the drama like a sissy.

But when he came out of the locker room, a funny smell hit his nostrils. It was com in from the broom closet. And it took him a few seconds to realise what it was.

He took his phone out and texted Kevin.

Will: Come outside the boys locker room. And bring coach along with you.

Kevin: Um, okay.

Will went closer to the door and heard two voices. Their conversation was soft, but comprehensible. So he switched on the voice recorder, taking every precaution so that the situation won't become, 'My word against yours.'

"Ugh, it was meant for the slut Emma, then how did this idiot drink it?", Will heard Chloe say.

"And why wont she wake up?", came Vanessa's voice.

"This is what ecstasy does, dumbass. You act like a drunkard, then you have hallucinations, then you pass out and wake up like half a day later. So if you piss me off, I might slip you a dose",he heard Chloe's voice.

"I feel so loved", Vanessa said, "and did you notice how weird Kyle's tramp was acting? Looked to me that she was on ecstasy too."

"Ugh, today was showdown day. And this bitch took ecstasy. What if she opened up her mouth?", Chloe asked.

"Don't you think you would be pinned onto the ground by the slut and the tramp then?", Vanessa replied.

"I pay this bitch more than she deserves, and she ruins everything at the ripe moment. Lily would have been so much better", Chloe said with a huff.

"I am just amazed how she held so long", Vanessa said.

"It's because of the innocent looks, and that jail incident that she held so long", Chloe said.

What innocent looks, what jail incident?

"Ugh she refused to do it two months ago, but of course I blackmailed her",Chloe said.

"How?", Vanessa asked.

"The sex tape that Stan made", Chloe said, and Will heard Vanessa laugh.

"That intelligent bastard. Where did you find it?", Vanessa asked.

"Where he keeps all his other sex tapes", Chloe said.

Who was this 'she' in the picture? Will had to find out. And then Will's phone buzzed with a text.

When he read it, he felt his heart stop for a second.

Kevin: Emergency, Liv is missing.

Will began to panic. Liv was high. She could end up in jail if someone found out. Or worse, she could end up passed out on the road or some other dangerous place.

Will: Get coach here fast and tell the others to find her fast.

Kevin: Right behind you.

Will turned around, and there they were, Kevin holding his phone, and coach behind him with an angry yet curious expression plastered on his face.

Will held his finger to his lips and walked slowly where they were.

"There are students smoking pot in there", he told coach, "and one of them spiked Liv and Penny's punch. I have evidence", he said, holding up his mobile phone.

Coach's eyes widened at the news, and all three of them walked towards the broom closet. Will stopped dead in his tracks when he heard a third very familiar voice, and before he could register it, coach swung the door open and Will's jaw almost dropped to the floor when he saw who was inside.

There was Vanessa and Chloe for sure, both holding a roll of marijuana who threw it away as soon as they saw coach, but the third person caught his attention. He must be hallucinating. But then Kevin's gasp behind convinced him otherwise. Because there she was, awake, and not missing anymore.

MATT

"You sure?", Emma asked Matt as they parked into the garage.

"Yup, all of them are eating pie at Aunt Joy's", Matt said, "Let's just go in, watch a movie or something, spend some alone time, then I'll drop you home", Matt said.

Prom was just becoming a big make-out session, with the last slow dance done, and Emma began whining after she had walked in on the same guy making out with five different girls in five different places. So Matt thought it was best to come out. He had tried finding Will, or Kyle or Shane or Kevin, but all of them had miraculously disappeared. He tried Will's phone but it was switched off, and Kevin's was busy. They were big boys, they could take care of themselves. He just wanted some alone time with Emma.

They headed into the house and up to his room.

"Do you have something that will fit me?", Emma asked, "I just wanna get out of this dress."

"Um just go and look in Hannah's room, she won't mind. Just steer clear of this ornate wooden box", Matt said, "She goes ballistic if she even notices a cookie crumb near it", he said, remembering the big July tantrum when Samantha the housekeeper had tried to dust it.

"Um, sure", Emma said, going into Hannah's room.

Matt went into the room and rummaged through the movies he had. Horror? No, Matt was sure to have nightmares. Romance? Nope, Matt would cry. Action? Eh, they were boring. Chick flicks? Sure.

He took Mean Girls out, his ultimate favourite, and put the CD in the DVD player in his room, and waited for Emma. How long did it take to get out of a dress and into sweatpants? He would never understand girls.

Finally, after what felt like ages, Emma walked into the room, wearing one of Hannah's hoodies and sweatpants, while Matt's stereo was blasting Alan Walker songs pretty loud but not loud enough to make their neighbor Mrs. Higgins come and scold them. That old lady looked weak but could swing a mean broom.

Emma sighed, "Thank God you're not playing Ed Sheeran now", she said, flopping onto the bed, "I was seriously growing tired listening to it."

"Well, babe, you'll have to get used to it, if you wanna be with me", Matt said, kissing her cheek.

"Now tell me about Abby", Emma said, killing Matt's make out mood.

"You won't let that go, huh?", he asked, "but you deserve to know. Okay, so Abby, is my older sister, a year older than me. More than a year and a half ago, she became all cold and distant and preoccupied, I don't know for what reason, then one night, I was going to bed when I heard the revving of a motorcycle, and saw her getting on one and going away with this guy named Jordan, who is Hannah's age. We tried to pursue her, tried to contact her, but nothing worked. My parents fought the whole time, accusing each other of being the bad parent, because of whom Abby ran away. And so one night, Mom found out Dad cheated on her, and made him pack his bags and leave", a single hot tear slid down his cheek, "We tried so hard to find her, Em, so hard. I drove through almost all the States on the East Coast, and Mom did the same for the West. But we got no lead. I miss her so much", Matt finished another tear making its way down his other cheek.

Matt felt embarrassed. Emma must be thinking what a sissy he was, crying like a five-year-old.

Emma leaned forward and brushed the tear away, "Don't worry Matt. She will come back. Let's believe she will."

Matt took her hand and interlaced his fingers with hers, "Okay."

Then she kissed him. And it resurrected his make out mood alright. Their mouths moved in sync as he pulled her closer, savouring the closeness. Their legs were tangled among themselves as Emma placed her hand in his chest and moved herself on top of him, and he was sure she could feel his heart thundering underneath. Her hair had escaped the ponytail she had tied them up in, and her hair tickled his face as a small groan escaped her lips. He was so lost that he did not hear the front door.

"I'm sure we'll find some good action movies-", came Hannah's voice, which stopped abruptly. Emma removed herself and Matt looked up to see Hannah and her friends Nathan and Taylor flanking her sides, staring at the two of them.

"Oh my God, you were gonna get laid!", Hannah exclaimed.

"Go get some, Tiger!", Taylor said. Matt swore he was gonna drown that guy in a well if he could.

"Um we'll just go to my place", Nathan said. Matt had to ask how much he worked out. Four months ago, the kid was a gangly, lean sort of guy, but now...

"What about the others?", Matt asked.

"Oh Mom took Eri and Dave to Aunt Joy's", Hannah said, "And I have no clue where Q and Derek are."

"Okay", said Matt, "Now get lost."

"Whatever, don't forget to use protection", Hannah said and went away, closing the door.

Matt looked over at Emma again, and she was bright red. Like a tomato. Matt laughed, "Its not embarrassing, these people say such shit even when I'm not with a girl."

He sat up then pressed his lips on hers again, and she responded with her own fierceness with which she kissed back. How would Matt stay away from her when he went to Duke? They continued for a pretty long time, their fierce, passionate kisses turning into soft, sweet kisses. And then he heard another annoying voice.

"Holy shit they're about to do it!", Quinn shouted, standing at the door. He heard more footsteps, and Derek burst into the room and threw something at Matt. Matt caught it and frowned when he looked closely to see the condom.

"You were forgetting this", he said, panting.

"You creep, you kept it?", Matt asked.

Derek blushed, "For emergencies like this."

"Where were you guys?", Matt asked, frowning. 

"Oh, were in the basement binge-watching Gilmore Girls", Quinn said.

"Is there anybody else in this house?", Matt asked, not wanting any more people walking in.

"Nah, I don't think so", Quinn said, then walked out with Derek.

Then Matt placed a hand on Emma's cheek and pressed his lips on hers again. He just couldn't get enough. Emma too ran her hands through his hair as a hot layer of goosebumps rolled over his skin.

And then Emma's phone rang and she pulled away.

"Aw come on!", Matt complained. But Emma was listening to the phone with a very serious expression on her face.

"Okay, we'll see what we can do", Emma said then cut the call.

"What's wrong?", Matt asked.

"We need to find Will", Emma said.

"Why?", Matt asked.

"I'll explain to you in the car", Emma said.