But before I even reached them, I saw her detach herself from him and shake her head. I frowned and stopped at the middle of the staircase, where I had a perfect view of what was going on. Archer called out for me, but I didn't care in this moment.

I was captivated by her, just like the first time I saw her. I watched confused as she left the scene and quickly walked out of the house. I had to follow her. I needed to talk to her, now that I saw her. I knew I wasn't worth it and she would hate me, but I needed to see if she was okay.

I walked down the rest of the stairs and ignored Archer's confused look. He didn't understand me. Why would he? I didn't tell him much. I didn't tell him that I fell for her, or that I dreamed about her every night. He didn't even know I kissed her before.

I passed Mike with a glare, telling him I'd deal with him later. No one except me was allowed to be that close to Allie! He gulped and quickly looked away from me. I almost snorted, if I wasn't dead serious about that.

I finally reached outside, welcoming the cold evening breeze. Well, it was night, so night breeze. It was dark too and I had no idea where to start. Where could she run off? I know she doesn't have a car, so she must still be close.

I ran across the front yard and walked through the gate. I looked to my left and to my right. Something tole me I should go right, so I did. I ran and when I turned a corner, I bumped into someone. I was being too fast and didn't watch out.

She almost fell, but I quickly wrapped my arms around her waist. And as soon as I did that, I knew I couldn't let go anymore. I just couldn't.

Allie's PoV:

I closed my eyes after smelling his cologne. He was here, right behind me actually. I wiped a tear off my face and sighed, before leaning my head back onto his chest. I knew I shouldn't have, but he was all I needed right in this moment.

I left Mike on the dance floor, because after a while I realized how wrong it was. I pictured Chandler in front of me and even though I never had a problem with being close to Mike, I did tonight.

"Allie." I felt a warm breeze on the top of my hair. My heart jumped at the vulnerability in his tone. But then I remembered how he treated me and shook my head. I tried to get free from his grip, but he only tightened his hold around my waist.

"Let me go." I said, still struggling.
"No. Never." He buried his face in the crook of my neck and I froze. That feeling...it brought back so many memories of him. But I wasn't going to let them get to me again. He hurt me, I needed to remember that.

"Chandler, I swear I'll scream this time." I warned him and he chuckled warmly.
"Go on, love." His nickname made me stop. I felt my heart pick up some speed and he now wrapped his other arm around me.

"Chandler." I didn't know what I wanted to say, but he just had to let me go. I was getting weaker each second he held me. And I was promising myself not to let any guy hurt me anymore.
"If I let you go, will you listen to me? Please, just listen. I know you hate me, but I need you to know a few things. You deserve that." I heard him plead and thought about it.

Did I want to hear it? Yes. Could I bear it? Probably not. But I nodded anyways and he slowly unwrapped his arms from me. I didn't turn around. I couldn't see him.
"Allie, look at me." He said softly and I closed my eyes.

"Please." He said after I still haven't looked at him and I took a deep breath, before turning around and looking directly into his eyes. He looked as good as always. His hair wasn't gelled and I almost reached out to run my hand through it.

"You're so beautiful." He whispered and I was happy it was dark. Because I felt the heat rise up my cheeks. I gulped and looked away.
"You wanna walk?" He asked and I nodded, already turning around again.

We walked in silence until we found a bench and sat down. We had a gap between us and all I wanted to do was close it. And from the looks of it, he did too. He cleared his throat as distraction, before scooting closer to me. I smiled secretly before biting my lip and looking up at him.

"If you want me to talk, you better don't do that." He said as he glanced at my mouth. I quickly stopped biting and looked away. He sighed and took a hold of my chin, making me look at him.
"As I said before, just hear me out. I know I don't deserve it, but I need to tell you." He repeated and I nodded.

"I-." He sighed and let go of my chin. He looked into distance for a few minutes and my heart pace quickened each minute. He seemed to think about the way he was going to tell me whatever he wanted to tell me.

I wasn't upset, because I was afraid of what it was. What he wanted to tell me. Because I had to tell him something too. I never planned on it, but I had to get it off my chest. I didn't even tell Lila, because I didn't think it was a good idea.

She would probably try to get us back together. But Chandler wouldn't. He'd probably tell me everything about his new doll and how happy she was making him now. It shouldn't hurt me, but it did. It hurt so much.

We called it off and there weren't supposed the be hard feelings in the first place...

And then finally, after what felt like eternity, he opened his mouth.