KAYLA

"Oh my god, don't tell me you're gonna keep mum for the rest of your life," Hollie groaned from somewhere behind me, making me instantly snap out of my deep thoughts. I looked at her, only to find her in a pair of brown cowboy boots which definitely didn't match with her outfit. I squinted my eyes at her, what was wrong with her dressing sense?

"Speak up, Kay. I even brought you here for shopping so that your mood brightens. And you know that I hate this activity," she said, the last part in a deadly tone. We were in the dressing room with a huge pile of clothes which, my dear friend Hollie thought would cheer me up.

"I really appreciate that you brought me here, Hols. But I'm just not in the mood for....anything, lately. I just...fuck," I sighed. Seconds later, she plopped down on the small chair beside me and spoke up. "So...what did the asshole do now?" I looked at her incredulously; what was she, a mind reader? "Hols..." I began to speak but she shook her head sideways. "Don't, even try lying to me. I know you like the back of my fucking hand," she said in a dead serious tone. I looked at her without saying a word. Her nonchalant look told me that she was pissed already.

"He...didn't say it back," I said and my voice cracked as Brian's face floated in front of my eyes. Hollie's expression softened and she blinked a couple of times. I didn't want her or anyone as a matter of fact to feel bad for me. I could do this on my own, right? Or at least I thought so.

But tears which were already flooded in my eyes refused to stay back anymore and ran down my cheeks helplessly. "Kay," I heard Hollie say before she pulled me in a tight embrace. "Don't cry, it'll be....he's an ass for not saying it back you know. He's gonna regret it when he'll realize what he did, that idiot," she scoffed. "And now I ruined your shirt," I sniffled when I saw my mascara stained on her white t shirt. I pulled away and she looked down at it before looking at me.

"You're worried about my t shirt? Geez, look at your face. Your mascara's smeared all over it," she cringed and handed me a bunch of tissues from her bag. I laughed slightly at her humor as I wiped my face. "Here's an idea. Let's go back to your place and have a movie marathon! Or," she shot me a sinister grin and her eyes sparkled with mischief. Oh no, what was she thinking now?

"...we could ruin Brian's stuff that's at your place! Do you have his red fedora?" Hollie kept on blabbering how to destroy Brian's belongings while my thoughts drifted back to him. Fuck, I miss him so much.

"Oh no," Hollie muttered and I looked at her in confusion. "What?" I asked, trying not to think about those hypnotizing brown eyes. "Do you know you're making the I miss him face? You shouldn't miss the jerk, Kay. He didn't even call you after that day," she almost hollered. I sighed before running my hands over my face. "You know what, you're right. I...I should not think about him. Now let's go back to my place," I said forcing a smile. "And there's that smile," Hollie said before pulling me up with her.

"We better hurry before we get stuck in the goddamn traffic," she said and I looked at the dresses pooled around our feet. "Aren't you gonna buy anything?" I asked her, grabbing my bag. "Oh I just did, these cowboy boots. Now let's go," she said and before I knew it, we were on our way back to my place.

Fuck, my love life is officially over. Surely Brian and I both knew we'd be fooling around with each other and nothing more. Everything was going great. He was amazing, god he made me feel amazing. But then what happened? I mean, we weren't a couple and we were just having this thing for a while now. Okay, six months. And we both did agree that none of us would fall for each other.

But I fucked up. My feelings started to develop for him, for that only person I wasn't supposed to fall for. I don't know how and when all these emotions started to build inside me for him. And deep inside, I thought he'd feel the same. After all, we'd been kinda together for six months, that's half a year! And it wasn't even like we only fucked each others brains out. Surely that happened, a lot, but we did talk to each other like couples do.

I told him about my likes and dislikes, he did the same too. But then how come I fell for him and he didn't even grow the slightest feeling for me? I just couldn't suppress my emotions anymore, I just felt like he had to know what I felt about him. And so, I opened my mouth the other day without even thinking once.

"Kay, where's my t shirt?" I heard Brian yell from my room and a grin fell across my face. "Shouldn't it be on you right now?" I joked, knowing that would bring him here to the living room. And that's exactly what happened. "So my t shirt's with you, huh?" He said when he saw me in his black v neck.

"You ripped my favorite Jack Daniels t shirt off me about an hour ago. Now, I don't mind tearing this," I said, clutching a handful of the fabric I was wearing. "....but it's one of my favorites, so that's not happening." I replied, making him shoot me his signature smirk. He plopped down on the couch beside me and before I knew it, his hands were on my sides, tracing my curves. "How about I tear this off as well?" He whispered in a husky tone, making my knees tremble when his warm breath hit my neck. And the next second, his mouth was latched on my jawline, making it's way down to my neck.

We were in the middle of an intense make out session right there on my couch. I didn't care if any of the guys or Hollie barged in because now, nothing was gonna stop us. "So good..." he moaned against my mouth, making the blood in my veins rush at a faster rate. His hands were clutched at my sides and I could feel the heat building between us as he focused on, what seemed to me, leaving a hickey on my neck.

Minutes later, he pulled away and smirked at the 'masterpiece' he left on my skin. I ran my hands over his perfectly toned chest and muscles before staring right back in his eyes.

"I love you," I said and placed a tender kiss on his neck. My lips lingered on his skin for a while, waiting impatiently for his answer. This was the first time I ever said these words to him and that made me more nervous.

When I realized that minutes had passed and Brian didn't say a single syllable yet, all my hopes died down. What the fuck have I done?

"I, uh, I have to meet the guys. So..." he trailed off. He didn't say it back, he doesn't love me. Fuck, I'm so stupid! I felt my stomach twist in knots, never have I ever felt this embarrassed before. And never have I ever gotten my heart broken, until now. Tears were begging to fall down from my eyes but I somehow controlled them.

Brian got off me and sat up straight. I did the same and without another word, I walked to my room and shut the door behind me. I ran my hands over my face before traveling down and stopping on my heart, which was beating faster than ever. I felt broken and shattered.

"Kay," I heard Brian say from the other side of the door and my heart fluttered hearing his voice. "I'm changing," I lied, fighting back my tears. "You okay?" He asked as I stripped out of his shirt. "Uh huh," I replied, putting on one of my black sweats. I pulled my hair up into a messy bun and grabbed his v neck in my hands. After looking at it for a while, I realized Brian must be getting late for the meeting with the others. I closed my eyes and sighed, I can do this.

"Here you go," I said, opening the door only to find Brian standing just a step away from me. I didn't make any eye contact with him and just handed him his t shirt. I let out an awkward laugh before saying, "I totally forgot that I had to meet Hols in a while, so..."

"Kay, I..." Brian started to speak but god knows what made him stop. I couldn't afford to look at him now, it was way too hurtful. "What were you saying?" I asked, walking back into my room as an attempt to hide my teary eyes. "I...I should go," Brian said and before I knew it, he was gone. And that was it. I just lost someone who genuinely made me happy. I fucked up big time.

I looked to my side and found a sleeping Hollie cuddled up on the side of my couch. We were watching some thriller movie she had chosen about this guy who keeps on torturing people for some unknown reason. I'm pretty sure Hollie picked this movie to torture this particular guy, or should I say this particular, right handed guitarist. She thought it would be fun to watch a scary ass movie with a serial killer. But I knew her too well, I thought with a smile.

I laid back on the other side of the couch, resting my head on the armrest and pulling my blanket up to my chest. It' been seven whole days since I last saw Brian. I'm pretty sure he doesn't wanna see me again because I freaked him out the other day by saying those words. I keep on hoping that this is just a dream, a really bad dream. But every time reality crashes down on me like a giant tornado.

Fuck, why can't I just lead a simple life with the guy I'm head over heels for? Oh, I think I know why. That's because apparently, that guy just happens to be one of those guys who can't settle down with one woman. In other words, he's also known as Synyster fucking Gates, the guy from Avenged with the playboy persona.

Jesus Christ, am I lucky or not?

Notes

Annnnnnnnd, here's your bday treat Kay!!

I hope the starting is good, though I'm so sorry for breaking your heart in the very first chapter. But hey, that was Brian's fault and not mine :p

I hope you enjoyed the first chapter and don't worry, there will be plenty of drama I suppose. After all, Mr. Gates made a boo boo :D