Tiffany's POV:

Coming down for lunch sounded reasonable in my head, but when I came downstairs no one was here. Absolutely no one. They most probably went out. I just open the fridge and all the cabinets to find something to eat, but find nothing. Where's comfort food when I need it?

Tyler probably wants to avoid me as much as I want to avoid him. Not that he did anything wrong, it's just the fact that I made a decision that changed my mind, well I think my decision was for the best. I didn't want to date anyone when I wasn't sure about my feelings for them. 

I just decide to take an apple out of the fridge. Taking a bite out of it, I walk back up to my room. When I look down on my bed I see my phone and that's when it comes to mind. She is soo going to kill me.

I pick up the phone, unlocking it quickly and typing in her number, saving it and then ringing it, hoping she picks up. 

I hear a yawn and then a muffled voice, "Hello?" 

"Avery?" 

"Tiffany!" She asks in a loud voice, I let a light laugh.

"Yeah, it's me Avs. Whatcha doing? Sounds like you're tired." I say and then all I hear is silence and feet walking along the floor. "Hello? Avs you there?" 

"I think I just had sex with someone I don't know!" She exclaims with panic in her tone and my eyes widen. "And it's a guy. A hot one." 

"Avs, you better spill." 

"It's nothing, really. My ex-girlfriend had a party and invited me. I went, I don't remember much but I do remember drinking a lot, explains why I have a really bad headache." She sighs and then says, "What was I thinking?"

I smile, "I don't know Avs, you tell me." Then I smirk and say, "A hot guy, huh? So what did he look like? Blonde or brown hair? Tan or pale skin? Does he have abs?" 

"Shut up! You're shouting and it's hurting my ears." She sounds like she is in pain.

"I'm not shouting Avs, you just have a hang over." I tell her honestly, while shaking my head with amusement. 

"Okay. Whatever. Yes did I not mention he was hot. And it's not like I care what colour his hair is. He does have abs so that is a reason why he's hot. I have only seen his sleeping face, he looks cute. I just hope he's not an ass."

I raise a brow. "Avs, are you starting to like guys again?" 

"Who said I stopped." She laughs lightly and then says, "Talking about guys, what's happening with you and Kyle?" 

Did she really have to ask me that. "Avery. Me and him won't work. I don't like him. He doesn't like me." 

Lies. I think I might like him, but I don't want to. And I hope this feeling is nothing.

"Gurl, I know you're lying now I-" I cringe at the sound of her puking.

"Avs, are you okay?" I let out, the only thing that came to mind.

"Nope. I feel like shi-" 

"Okay. Avery, go to the bathroom, puke your guts up and then call me back. You now have my number so just call whenever, or text. Whatever suits you. And I hope you feel better soon." Then quickly adding, "Make sure you drink plenty of water and take some painkillers. Love you."

"Okay. Love you too." She groans and then she pukes again. 

I hang up and fall back on the bed.

"You moved on fast." 

I felt like I jumped out of my skin. I turn and glare at the person at the door. It was Kyle.

"Ever heard of knocking? Cause that's what you do when you want someone to notice you." I mumble. "And as for your question, that was my best friend. You know, the one I had to leave to come here." I shrug, taking the last bite of my apple.

"Right. I'm going to pretend I didn't hear you and come out and ask you. Will yo-"

"If you're asking me on a date, then I'm telling you now it's a straight out no." I tell him, staring at the plain white ceiling.

"I wasn't asking you on a date Tiffany. Who would want to date you anyway?" I ignore his arrogant comment. "As I was saying, will you be willing to watch something with me?" 

"Gosh Kyle. What makes you think I'll say yes?" I turn on my side, grabbing a tissue to put my apple core in and wipe my hands.

"I'm bored and you're the only one home. So you in for a TV show of your choice and a bucket of ice cream?" 

I perk up at the word ice cream and look to him to see him holding up a bag with two buckets of ice cream and his laptop is held protectively in his other arm. 

"Hmm, when you put it that way. And if I'm picking I think I'll choose Devious Maids." I say with a smirk.

"Hmm." He mimics, "I haven't heard of it, but the word maid sounds interesting to me. And maybe the maids are hot." 

I let out a chuckle. Only Kyle. 

"What are you laughing about?" He asks me with a sly grin, lying down on the other side of the bed. I look to him and shake my head. "Oh come on." He urges and I shake my head with a small smile. 

One minute we're fighting, next we're laughing. I guess this is a start of an unusual friendship that I never thought would happen.

"Just give me the laptop." I say, taking it from him. Opening the browser and soon pressing on the link to watch one of my favourite shows, Devious Maids.

"Whatever." He mumbles with a smile. I look over to him and can't help but smile myself. As soon as the show starts to play, I pause it and wait for it to load. 

"Now my ice cream." I say, leaning over him and picking up a bucket of ice cream and a spoon. I feel him tense up underneath me and quickly move back to my original spot, once I realised what I'd done. I put the bucket of ice cream on my side table and get off the bed in a hurry. "I'm just going to the bathroom." I say quickly and run off.

"Be quick then. I don't want to start it without you." He says like nothing happened.

I ignore him and close the bathroom door, making sure to flick the lock. I look myself in the mirror and see my cheeks a slight tinge of red. Why did I have to have pale skin? 

I shake my head, then quickly doing what I gotta do, washing my hands and then splashing my face with water, using a towel to dry. I look at myself and still see my cheeks a bit red. 

I go back out and lie back on the bed beside Kyle.

"It's about time." Kyle mumbles.

I just roll my eyes and click play, waiting for the beginning of the first episode to come on before grabbing my tub of ice cream- rainbow flavoured- and taking a big scoop of it. Kyle looked really intrigued, and the look in his eye told me he was enjoying this show with the murder mystery and what not. Every time I looked over to him his eyes would be glued to the computer screen. 

"I still reckon the Powell's had something to do with her murder." Kyle says and I shake my head. You see, I've already seen every episode up until there newest episodes, I only decided to re-watch them because I love the show.

"No, Kyle. They have nothing to d-"

"Don't you dare spoil it for me." Kyle says, playfully shoving my shoulder. 

"I won't. Promise." I say, moving my hand over my lips like a zipper. "My lips are sealed."

"They better be." 

That's how the rest of my day turned into a Devious Maids marathon with Kyle. 

My phone starts buzzing halfway through the seventh episode, Kyle pauses it. Well at least he's trying to be nice. I look at the phone and immediately sit up answering the call.

"Feeling better?" I ask and she laughs lightly.

"I guess. The painkillers did their job, so I'm not complaining."

Who is it? Kyle mouths and I just shoo him away making him groan in frustration. 

"Who's that?" Avery asks me and I roll my eyes, of course she heard him.

"Who do you think?" 

I hear her gasp then ask, "Are you guys-"

"Gosh Avery, no!" I exclaim, "Why on earth would you think I'd have sex with... with that?" 

Kyle perks up and he uses that time to snag the phone from me and before I get a chance to get it back he starts talking.

"Hey Avery, how are you?... I'm good, so what's this about sex?... right. Uhuh, okay. Well we're just watchi-" I snatch the phone back sending a glare at Kyle.

"Ignore him." I tell her, walking out of the room. Kyle follows like a puppy would follow it's owner. "Hold on Avs. Can you stop following me?" 

Avery giggles at first but soon she burst out laughing. 

"Can I talk to her?" 

Now it's my turn to groan.

"Here's an idea, put it on speaker!" Avery pipes in.

"Anything for my best friend." I tell her in monotone walking back into my room, sitting back on the bed. I'm just going to ask her about this morning later. I put it on speaker and Kyle continues.

"As I was saying, we're just watching Devious Maids. Ever heard of it?"

"Ohmygosh! Yes! It's like the best show ever!" 

"I know! I swear Carmen's hot." Kyle comments and I can't help but let out a laugh, how did I know he would make a comment about one of the maids.

"I'm with you on that Kyle." She says and I can picture her grinning. 

"Hey I think Remi's hot." I say, feeling left out of the conversation. 

"Oh yes! Remi, he's hot. But Carmen's hotter." Avery says making Kyle laugh.

"Oh she's good!" He tells me with a small smile.

"Don't you steal my best friend from me." I tell him.

"He already stole my best friend!" Avery points out and I shake my head.

"He did indeed. Can I turn it off speaker now?" I ask looking at Kyle, he just rolls his eyes lying back on the bed. "Thank you!" 

I turn the phone off speaker and walk out of the room, making sure Kyle isn't behind me I say, "So, did you find out who the guy was?" I ask her, making her go silent. "Avs?"

"Yes." I smile as she continues, "His name is Kale Walker and he might have given me his number." 

I squeal really loudly, "I'm soo happy for you!" 

"I'm really happy for you too. By the way his eyes are a sea green colour and o.m.g. they are hot. I can feel the temperature rising." Avery tells me and I smile.

"Hmm, sounds hot to me. Maybe you can send me a pic. Take a selfie with him and send it across." I say jokingly, "I really do miss you Avery." 

"I miss you too Tiffany! I'm not going to ask you to come back yet, but I know your mom keeps calling me to ask me if I've heard from you. She says you and your dad had a fall out... again." 

I fidget with my fingers, "You could say that. But I really don't want to talk about him, but you can tell mom I say hi and that she doesn't need to worry about me." 

"I can do that." A few secs later she says, "Your soccer team got into the finals." 

"That's great." I say quietly. I really wanted to play that game, but it just happens that I get kidnapped before that game. "Tell them I said congratulations!" 

"Your coach asked me if you'll be here for the finals."

"When is it?" I ask her. I need to know.

"In a few weeks." 

I sigh. "I really want to be ther-"

"Be where?" Kyle asks from the bedroom door. So he was eavesdropping.

"Soccer finals. But I probably won't be able to make it, will I?" I ask him.

His raised brow goes back down and he looks at me seriously.

"When is it?"

"What?" I ask confused.

"When is it? Maybe we could go, if it's that important to you." 

"Really?" I ask, perking up at the idea. "It's in a few weeks." I say in a cheery tone.

"The exact date?" Kyle asks in a flat tone.

"Oh. Hang on. Avs, do you know the actual date for the finals?" I ask her.

"Not really but coach told me that it's Saturday three weeks from now." She tells me, "Are you going to try be there?"

"Kyle might be able to get me there. Hang on. Kyle, it's Saturday three weeks from now." I tell him and he nods.

"I'll note that down. Tell her you'll be able to make it." 

"I can come Avs! I really can come, and you better make that day free cause I need you there to support me." I say with excitement.

"Oh damn, I will be. I'll tell your coach and oh my gosh, I can't wait to see you!" 

"Just whatever you do, don't tell my father, or at least tell mom not to tell him. I know if he sees me he'll drag me home and I can't go home right now." I tell her.

"I'll tell her." Avery tells me and I smile, "Tell Kyle I say thank you."

"Oh I will. Have fun with Kale!"

"I haven't called him yet or even sent him a text." She tells me quietly and I smile at that.

"Text or call him when I get off the phone, okay? Then text me after you do, I'll talk to you later! Love you." 

"I don't want to sound desperate, but I'll do it. Love you too!" 

After she says that she hangs up. I'm still jumping up and down in excitement.

"Avery says thank you." I tell him with a grin, then run up to him and give him a hug. "I really appreciate this Kyle."

Kyle awkwardly stands there, with my hands wrapped around his neck while standing on my toes. He pats my back awkwardly and I pull away. A door somewhere in the house slams shut and then a two loud voices start talking.

"That's such an adorable photo! And they don't know about it?" That voice sounds a lot like Skylar.

I look to Kyle with a raised brow, he just shrugs his shoulders and puts a finger to his lips, walking quietly towards and down the stairs. I follow him down quietly.

"I know right. They were asleep. I still don't get why Kyle is lying to all of us. He definitely likes Tiffany." A voice that sounds like Callum says.

My eyes widen. Kyle likes me is definitely not true. Hell we don't get along half the time and when we do it's when we're watching a TV series. 

"This is so ado-" Kyle jumps out and takes the phone off of Skylar and looks at the screen. 

"Hey!" Skylar yells.

His eyes widen and then he passes the phone to me. I look at the photo of me and Kyle sleeping, Kyle's arm laying over my waist. Kyle's mouth is hanging open, I look like I'm in a peaceful sleep. It kind of looked... adorable.

Then I remember something. I do remember hearing a camera sound go off that day. I thought I was hearing things.

A hand snatches the phone out of my hand and I look up to see Skylar. She quickly locks the phone. 

"Delete it right now." Kyle demands. 

"How about no." Skylar says, "It's cute, why would you want to delete it. Wouldn't you prefer it if I sent it to your phone." 

"No. Delete it Sky." He demands.

Cal shakes his head, "Sorry, we're not deleting it. Ever. I want to show it to your kids and say 'look, mommy and daddy-"

"Zip it and delete it." 

"I don't see why they have to delete it Kyle. It's not like it's harming anyone." I say randomly, making him turn and glare at me. "What? It's just a photo. It doesn't mean anything right." I shrug.

Kyle stays silent at that. I guess he realises I'm right.

"I like you." Skylar says pointing a finger in my direction, making me smile.

"Who doesn't? She's funny, hot, loveable, cu-"

"Enough!" Kyle snaps, cutting Callum off. "I'm going upstairs."

Once he's upstairs I can't help but shake my head.

"Such an immature jerk." I mumble and Skylar laughs.

"I agree with you there. I can't believe he actually has found his match." She says with a grin.

I just nod awkwardly, feeling heat reach my cheeks. I don't think we're a really good match to be honest.

"I'm going back up to my room." I tell them and head back upstairs.

When I reach my room and close the door, I turn around and jump when I see Kyle lying on the bed, looking at me expectantly, almost like he was waiting for me.

"We going to continue the marathon or what?" He asks me and I nod silently. Surprised that he would actually want to continue after what just happened.

I lie down in the spot I was before while he clicks play for the episode we still have to finish. My phone buzzes twice and look at it to see a MMS, I unlock the phone turning it away from Kyle and see the image that Sky had on her phone just minutes before, my heart speeding up a touch. I save it before seeing the next message appear from her, CC right here. Ignoring the comment with a internal smile, I lock the phone and look back at the computer screen. 

"Who was that?" Kyle asks me, nodding to my phone.

"No one. It was just a notification." I lie, not looking at him. 

I could feel my heart speeding up with the curious glances he sends my way, but I don't think much of it as I ignore him and press the play button.

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A/N:

Hey guys!! I know, I know I haven't updated in forever. But hopefully this chapter makes up for it and I really hope you like it! I'll try my best to update sooner! <3