Runaway

Chapter 6

Trey's POV

I wake up with Callie In my arms. I look down at her, she is beautiful but I don't know how to tell her. I feel her start moving around and I let out a deep groan, not wanting to let her move from this position. Her eyes flutter open.

"what happened!? She asks rubbing her head. I'm guessing she's having a 'nice' hangover.

"you got drunk last night and stayed with me."

"Stayed...With you?" She asks raising her eyebrow.

Shit! She doesn't remember what we did last night does She?

"Uhh....do you remember anything from last night?"

"It's fuzzy but the last thing I remember was looking into your blue eyes before falling asleep".

Ok, so she doesn't remember the kiss.

"THE WHAT!" Sshe screams.

"I said that out loud, didn't I?"

She scrambles off of me and runs upstairs to Carter's room.

"Callie wait!" I yell for her

"I didn't know we were going to kiss, please come back!"

I hear the door slam shut as I'm left alone.

Callie's POV

WE KISSED!! I don't know how to feel about this. On one hand I want to kiss him again, but on the other, I'm terrified! WHAT if that kiss meant nothing to him.

"But he wasn't being cocky about it like most men are!" I say to myself.

My friends just stare at me in shock.

"Do you guys remember last night?"

They all nod

"Is it because of that kiss you shared with Trey?" Priya asks.

"Yes"

"Why are you freaking out, you guys looked so adorable, and from what I saw that kiss meant something for you both!" Johana states.

"How do you know?"

"C'mon, he kissed you first, he pulled you in not the other way around".

Wait! Did he really do that?

"Maybe you're right. But what should I do now?"

"Go and talk to him about it. You guys would be a perfect couple!" She squeals

Before I leave I hear Catherine and Priya already making up ship names.

I roll my eyes. I look downstairs. Wow! He was still in the same place. He was just standing there looking down at the floor.

I clear my throat to show my arrival. He looks up and I see a spark in his eyes. He smiles instantly.

"We need to talk." I say seriously.

"But were not even together! How could you already be breaking up with me?" He says making his bottem lip quiver.

"What? No! It's about the kiss."

Again he looks down but keeps his head held high.

We both sit on the couch in the awkward silence.

"My friends say you pulled me in for the kiss, is that true?" I ask

I patiently wait for his answer. He stayed silent for a minute before speaking.

"Yes" he whispers.