I shake my head in disbelief.

What the hell was that!

Did he just unexpectedly kiss me?

He has a girlfriend and he should know that!

He does know that.

Ellie is his beautiful girlfriend, my best friend.

Yeah, I didn't want them to date in the first place but... Ellie deserves better if her boyfriend is going to be a fucking cheater.

No girl deserves that.

Without even getting my shoes or re-applying my makeup, I walk out my apartment, barefoot, casually dressed with a messy bun, and still wearing my round-nerdy glasses.

I stomp straight for Colby's apartment down the hall, next door.

I bang on it, loudly.

Aggression begins to scorch through my veins and anger boils in my blood. Ellie will get pissed off if I tell her I've kissed her boyfriend twice. This isn't good, so I'm giving her boyfriend a piece of my mind.

"COLBY BROCK! OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR!" I shout.

A few seconds go by, as my hands are furiously placed on my hips, waiting to strangle the son of a bitch.

Colby suddenly opens the door, and I furiously walk right in. I gave him no time to react at my appearance or even a chance to speak because of my grand entrance.

"You cannot keep kissing me! That was the stupidest thing you could've done today!" I wave my arms in the air, creating the emphasis towards his ignorance. He stands across from me, with an expression I haven't yet identified. His stance is unreadable, and it bothers the shit out of me. I know practically everything about this kid.

Again, that may seem creepy but you should know by now that I do, and he does for me too.

It's a problem.

I trudge across his living room, pacing back and forth, yelling rapidly, "You have a girlfriend, do you not realize you're cheating on her, I'm saving your ass for not even telling Ellie, and Ellie is my best friend, you're my rival! I hate you, I hate you! I can't believe I'd let myself even kiss you back that night, why would you-how could you, kiss another girl behind her back, especially kissing your girlfriend's best friend, who happens to be your rival! ME! I thought you and I made it perfectly clear, Colby Brock, you stay the hell away from me, these lips, and my life! Honestly just move out, how out of all the places to move to, you had to come to this apartment complex in this part of LA, when you could've chosen any other place in this whole gigantic state of California! You motherfucker!" I give one last exhale and slouch, staring at him to say something about my fast ramble.

"You done now?" He asks, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah."

I huff, "I'm done."

As I am about to turn away, he says,

"Good," Then pulls my face into his lips again, and all I can feel is my entire body melting within his touch.

My heart skips a beat, my blood rushes, and my mind is swooned.

Colby Brock is kissing me with lust and aggression.

Again.

And I'm letting him control me.

Again.

I tangle my own arms all around his neck as he deepens the kiss further, causing a make out in his very living room. My body is entangled with the one and only, Colby freaking Brock.

Did I mention that there's this guy and he's my rival? And I'm suppose to hate him with all my heart? Yeah, you want to know who that guy is?

Colby Brock is the guy if you haven't figured it the fuck out.

Colby Brock is the type of person who seems to make any girl fall over because of his looks, athletic abilities and definitely, his brain. His brain just knows how to pleasure ladies.

I know that I'm right.

He made our lips move at a pace so quickly, I was losing my breath, my sanity, and my mind.

Over and over again with each kiss.

And it felt great.

(Look at the Gif above for a Visual!)

Remember how I said that I was jealous every time Colby and Ellie were being all lovey-dovey together?

Well, now how can I be jealous if Colby is not loyal enough to her?

This is terrible, he still loves her more than me anyways. He's probably just doing this for the torment he can bestow upon me one day.

Maybe he'll blackmail me! Ruin my relationship with Ellie and Sam!

Fuck, but I can't stop tasting or feeling the touch I've been longing for, for all this time. Colby makes me feel like no other, and it's a problem when in reality he's just constantly knocking my pride and ego back down the dirty hole I came from. I feel loved when he doesn't speak, because his actions right now, speaks louder.

A kiss is a sign of affection.

A few more kisses is above the affection level.

He moves his hands up and down my back and waist, as I grip onto his firm shoulders. He drags his hands beneath me and whispers "jump," in the midst of our lips crashing continuously onto each other. I obey and wrap my legs around his waist as he picks me up by my thighs and carries me to his bedroom. He crashes me on-top of his sheets, his body is plastered above mine and he starts to contentiously kiss my lips, even slipping in a few swipes of the tongue that made me go mad.

I could feel his hands wander up my sides and sliding slightly under my flowy top. I even trail my own curious fingers underneath his t-shirt.

This was completely wrong.

My best friend's boyfriend is who I am making out with.

I'm making out with my enemy!

I pull my lips back, easily having him wanting more. I abruptly sit up and push my hands out onto his broad shoulders as an attempt to stop his movement of kisses down my neck.

"C-Colby, stop, you better not leave any hickeys or I will-"

"Ashlyn, shut the fuck up," He murmurs whilst kissing behind my ear, consequently giving me a slight pleasureful gasp. His figure is so much taller and he's much stronger than mine, so getting out from beneath is getting difficult.

"Colby, for real! " I say a bit louder.

"Ashlyn, shut the fuck up, for real," He softly but roughly replies on my skin. His voice muffles into me and it sent a vibration that could make any girl run wild across the fields.

"Okay, I'm ending this," I stammer, standing all the way up. Colby seems to roll his eyes and stands on the other side of the bed.

I wonder what he's thinking? Before, he initiated everything, he was so dominant. It was attractive, I've never experienced something like this.

He glares at me in annoyance, and I glare back, equally annoyed. We stare in silence, but there was so much sexual tension it was unbearable. I had to resist the need into jumping into his arms and kissing all over him again but nope.

Staring will have to do.

He turns his head slightly, "You can go home now," He sighs, crossing his arms.

Huh?

Did he just ask me to go home?

He did.

I want to, just, -ugh! I want to rip something off of him, all he ever makes me want to do is rip off something.

And not clothing, ya nasty.

As hot as he is.

"What?" I ask confused.

"Ashlyn."

"What?" I ask again, even more enraged.

"Go home," He repeats,

"W-wha- NO!" I shout, "You can't just make out with a girl and then tell her to go home when you wants to stop."

He crosses his arms in stubbornness, "I can to."

"Why?" I ask, perplexed.

He looks at me like I'm stupid, "Do you not understand the words, 'Go home'?"

I roll my eyes, "Not until you give some answers to my questions," I glare immensely into his blank face.

"Go home, Neil."

"No," I stubbornly retort.

"Go!"

"Why the hell should I go home when you're acting like a complete fuck-boy. Colby Brock is a good person, he doesn't do stupid shit like this behind his girlfriend's back! You need to have self control for god's sake."

"Oh so now you care what I do?" He exasperates, throwing his hands in the air.

"I never said I didn't care about you, asshole," I deadpan, "But, you're my rival not my kissing buddy."

"You never were even a-my 'kissing buddy!' That's ridiculous, you can't be good enough to be mine anyways," He scoffs. "Also, 'self control' my ass! You kissed me back, equally as much!"

"BS, I certainly have not! P.S. Why'd you always kiss me first, out of all the times we have kissed, huh?" I interrogate.

"Die in hell," He tries to brush me off and walks out the room. I absolutely follow his steps.

"Well, we're both in hell so how ya doing? Does being a cheater make you feel better? Is fucking Ellie making you happy? Is kissing me filling the empty void in your heart because you couldn't find someone to kiss in high school? Do you not realize that this is not only jeopardizing your relationship with Ellie, but mine too? News flash Colby, high school is fucking over, and so is your life if you keep this up. Everything is not about you and only your wants anymore, so I don't understand how you think you can keep acting like you own everything!" I shout at his back.

He quickly turns around and slashes a hand, too close to comfort, "ASHLYN NEIL, GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY APARTMENT!"

His face is red with anger, and I've never seen him so... distraught.

It frightens me at thought of him, hurting me. His hand whizzed so close to my cheek, I was afraid of him slapping me.

My fear is that he'll actually harm me, but could Colby be that ruthless?

Course not, he's too kind of a person to hurt anyone.

But, guess I'll take my chances.

"Tell me why," I quietly say, brimming of tears arrive as I face the furious Colby. I look down, hugging and bracing myself for what will come next out of his mouth.

"I'm going to say something stupid if you don't leave," He murmurs.

I inch my body closer, "Like what?"

"I like you."

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Haven't ended my chapter like this in a while since I usually end with "I hate liking my rival." BUT DUN DUN DUNNNN CLIFF HANGER AGAIN. COLBY LIKES HER YA'LL BEEN WAITING FOR IT HUH??PS HOWS THE NEW COVER PHOTO?;) Also, can Colby and Shea Elyse just DATE ALREADY LIKE WTF. They're holding hands in the thumbnail ( I INSERTED IT UP ABOVE ) , and there's snips of them hugging and cute shit oml i love them so much ah. sorry @zoe_neilson123 , I lied... but it's soon, hope no hard feelings mwahaha. don't hate me!! (even tho every1 is definitely hating me rn) hehe.

If you read up to here, comment "#Cashlyn OTP" <Would that be a cute ship name? lmao what abt #Nock #Breil #Ashby AHAH IDK

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