Lille's POV -

Jay wasn't as bad as I first thought he actually was; perhaps I had got him all wrong and he was actually better than I thought he was.

First impressions aren't always everything, not when he's been like this with me tonight and he hasn't even made some rude remark to me. 

Not once.

I was amazed, but at least he had made the effort to make sure I was alright and he made sure nothing else happened to me; he had been rather protective since he found me in that situation and he wouldn't let any of the other girls near me. He just told them to leave me alone and they did as they were told - I wouldn't really want to argue with him, I know what he can be like and how angry he can get.

As we were waiting for Tom, the warmth seemed to disappear from the air and there was now a cold breeze around me. I continued to move myself closer to Jay as his arm remained wrapped around me and his head kept moving from the top of my head every so often; I also pulled my jacket further around my shoulders at random points in an attempt to keep the heat in and ensure I remained warm until Tom arrived here.

"How much longer is Tom going to be?" I asked as I looked up to see that Jay was looking into the distance, willing for someone to hurry up and get here.

"I'm not sure. I'll text him and find out..." he smiled in response, removing his arm from my shoulder and pulling his phone from his pocket. I looked over his shoulder to see that his background was a picture of me, him, Max and Nathan; I can't remember when the picture was taken, but it was one of the few times where I managed to stand next to Jay and smile long enough for the picture to be taken.

"When was the picture taken?" I questioned.

"New Year a couple of years ago now. Tom spent it with Kelsey in Bolton, Siva went back to Ireland with Nareesha and we spent it getting drunk with each other because we're all single idiots." Jay laughed, clicking onto his messages and then onto his conversation with Tom, quickly typing out his message.

"Oh. I don't even remember that happening." I chuckled.

"Well, for someone who can't legally drink, you sure showed us how to party." he joked with a grin on his face, sliding his phone back into his pocket and wrapping his arm back around my shoulder.

"I guess I was very drunk then?" I smirked.

"Put it this way, you tried to kiss me and then passed out on the sofa before waking up at three in the morning, throwing up all over the place and then asking if you could spend the night with me because you didn't want to be alone..." Jay replied awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck at the same time. It was clearly something that he didn't like to remind me of, and I didn't really blame him, especially since I had never really got along with him and I had never even shown an interest in him; it was a rather awkward topic of conversation.

"Erm, and then what happened after that?" I asked, not even wanting to look at Jay because of the total embarrassment of the moment and everything I was now finding out.

"Nothing really, we just went to sleep. It was about that point that me and you stopped getting along with each other..." Jay muttered.

"Why did we stop talking then?" I asked curiously.

"You thought that I took advantage of you while you were drunk and basically decided that you hated me from there on. We had a massive argument, but you didn't want to listen, you're just as stubborn as your brother sometimes. After you forgot what happened that day, no one other than me knew that's the reason we stopped getting along with each other." Jay shrugged as he moved away from me and looked at me, still sitting on the grass which was now becoming slightly damp due to the fact it hadn't long started raining; but neither me or Jay seemed to care about that right now.

I didn't know what I was supposed to say to that. I had just found out the real reason me and Jay didn't get along with each other anymore; and it was all down to me just because I was too much like Max for my own good.

Being like Max was going to get me into trouble with the wrong people one day. I would say the wrong thing to the wrong person, I would also say it when there is no one around to help me out of I happen to need it from someone.

It's probably time that I grew up and realised I can't always act in the way that I do; it wasn't good for anyone and it was going to make people really hate me rather than like me. I just didn't need that happening right now, I needed as many people as I could get or I was going to end up one lonely person and no one was ever going to want to help me out with everything.

"Thanks." I mumbled after about ten minutes of silence.

"For what?" 

"For not leaving me and just for being here when no one else was, even though I'm your least favourite person in the world right now." I replied.

"You're Max's little sister, I just wanted you to be safe and make sure nothing else happened to you." he stated.

"You didn't even have to do that though. It's the least that I deserve right now, especially after everything that I've put you through..." I sighed.

"Look, Lille, I've never once said that I hate you, you just assumed that I did. Before everything happened I did actually like you, and not just as friend, then you pushed me away and didn't want to know. If I'm being completely honest, I still like you. I hope that, one day, you might actually remember the way that we were before everything happened." Jay replied quietly. 

"And what we were like before everything happened then?" I questioned, although I already had a feeling what the answer was going to be and I was also sure that I wasn't going to believe what he told me; we had never got along with each other and that was the story that I was sticking to for now, it sounded better than telling people I fell out with Jay because I called him a liar after he looked after me for the night - because that's what I wanted him to do, he was only doing as he was asked.

Like any good friend would do, but I wasn't having any of that.

"Tom's nearly here, do you want me to go and get your bag?" Jay said, avoiding the question and refusing to answer it.

"No, I want you to answer the question..." I stated.

"Someone needs to get your bag though before Tom gets here, and I can't see you wanting to get it from over there, can you?" Jay asked as he raised his eyebrow at me and turned to walk away from me, down to the beach to get my bag for me since I wasn't going to get it from where everyone was still partying and throwing themselves at guys they had never even met before; I'm so glad I wasn't like that.

Even when I was drunk, I was never that bad; although I'm sure others would disagree with that, but not want to tell me for fear that I might punch them and knock them out.

"Jay, just answer the question. Please?" I shouted after him, pushing myself up from the grass as I did so.

"Fine. We were like best friends and we did everything together, you even trusted me more than you trusted other people. And, as much as you don't want to believe me, we slept together more than once and you always woke up next to me with a smile on your face; you even told me how I was the best thing to happen to you since you moved down here with Max. Is that everything you wanted to know?" Jay snapped back at me and then he walked off without giving me a chance to even reply to what he had just said to me. I guess I had really pissed him off this time around, and I didn't even mean to do it this time around. 

I never even remember me and Jay being that way with each other, I just remember us always arguing and fighting with each other; I guess I must have decided that I was going to block out that part of my life and not remember it at all.

Although, I have no idea why the hell I would do something like that, it seemed like me and Jay had a pretty good life together and we both gained from our relationship. 

I was now going to spend the entire journey home wondering why I flipped out in the way that I did that New Year when we had already been sleeping together before and we had been getting along just fine; I really am some sort of mess and I really do need to sort my head out before I start judging and criticising other people.

I can be such a selfish and thoughtless twat at times. 

It's no wonder why people hate me and find me annoying.