Still Gally's Point Of View:

Her mouth dipped on to mine leaving hot kisses on my lips. I moved my hands up to y/n's hair, pulling her down to keep each kiss forever. Treating each one like the last.

"Well well well." I recognized that voice. That stupid fuck.

Y/n's Point Of View:

I broke off from Gally at Victor's clapping. He was still in his pajamas. As he leaned against a  tree he spoke.

"Don't stop on my account." The nerve he had. Revulsion started to build up in the back of my throat.

"Gross." I spat out with disgust. "Go away Victor. This isn't a show."

"Aw but it was just getting good." I wanted to slap that stupid smirk off of his face. "Y/n I know you're stuck with this guy but if you ever get bored or you guys are looking for a third-"

"Go!" I yelled, throwing a rock at him. It only landed on his chest, allowing him to continue.

"Give me a kiss and I'll think about it." Uh oh. I looked over at Gally, his face turning a deeper shade of red by the second.

"Did you not hear her?" Gally jumped in, getting of the sleeping bag. He walked up to Victor, pushing a finger into his chest. "She said to go away." Gally backed him up against the tree. Unfortunately Victor was stupid enough to continue.

"Gally could you back it up a little. Your boners pressing into my leg." Gally looked down, presumably at his pants. Victor laughed. "Not that I could blame you. It seemed like you and y/n were having a lot of fun before I came along. How is she by the way-"

"Shut up!" Gally had lifted Victor's shirt collar, his grasp threatening to tear it. Boxing him in. "Shut your stupid face up." A dangerous edge filled Gally's voice. The tension was so thick it was hard to breathe. I tore out of the sleeping bag, heading over to Gally.

"Let him go." My tone was low but assertive. I laid a hand on Gally's arm. "Let him go now." His jaw clenched he whipped his head at me.

"Y/n-" I cut him off. Confusion was still present in his face.

"Now." Gally let Victor's shirt droop and unclamped his hand. Turning to Victor next, I ordered. "Go. Go away." He swallowed his pride and nodded, following my demand. Once he had left I sat down next to Gally. He was sitting on the dirt, just staring daggers at the tree that Victor had occupied. His lips were pursed, eyes narrowed. When my hand laid itself on his knee I could feel heat radiating off of him. "I'd give you a penny for your thoughts if I had one."

"Why would you want me to let him go?!" Gally exploded. "Why?!" I had to think about that myself for a moment. What I had said had been out of instinct.

"Because it seemed like the right thing to do." The words fell out of my mouth slowly. "I didn't want you to get in trouble for hitting him." I paused. "You'd only regret it later." He gripped my shoulders. Turning me towards him.

"No I wouldn't." He kissed me. A bruising kiss. One that mashed our lips together, making that feeling spark up again. The one that felt like a thousand summers wrapped up in a few seconds. That reminded me being on top of a Ferris wheel. Fireworks and ice cream and the first drop of rain you feel hit the back of your neck before a storm.

Kissing me again. His fingers threaded into my hair. And again. The palms of my hands felt the dirt beneath us. And again. And again. The feelings were too great, too strong.

Too stupid.

I came away from the kiss huffing for air. Cutting it short. Scared of what would happen if I didn't get up and leave. My lips sore from the experience. It gave me an almost dizzying feeling.

"I'm not sorry for kissing you." Gally's face was a blend of waxy kisses. A beautiful mess of evidence. "I'd do it again." I was quiet, holding my head in my hands. "Are you gonna pass out again y/n?" He asked, placing a hand on my shoulder. Whatever this was was too much. I needed to get away. Run away. Hide it. Bury it. Burn it. I lifted my head, giving him a sullen look.

"Friends can still kiss right?" He rubbed my shoulder. Giving it an occasional squeeze.

"Yeah. Friends can kiss all the time." His lips smoldered into the small of my neck. "Friends can do more than kiss."

"Good." I said coldly. "Just wanted to make sure you remembered that." Pushing him away, I got to my feet. "That we're friends. Nothing more." I stalked off. Wiping the remnants of lipstick off of me.

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"Y/n where are you going?!" He followed after me as I stormed towards the homestead.

"Away!" I shouted back. "I just want to be alone." The house was getting closer and closer.

"No way. I'm not leaving you alone. Just tell me what's wrong!"

"I can't!" My hand was on the knob. "Just go away!" The door was swung open. I didn't stop until I found the bathroom. Closing and locking it behind Gally.

"Y/n come out." Silence. "Come out of the bathroom y/n." Nothing. I pressed my head against the cool tile. "I'm gonna sit here and wait till you come out. I don't care how long it takes."

"Okay. Have fun with that." My voice cracking towards the end I kicked at one of the bottom wooden cabinets.

"You have to eat eventually."

"No I don't. I'll survive off of soap and once I get tired of things I'll off myself with cleaning supply." I leaned myself up against the back of the door.

"You'll get bored."

"Bored? How can I be bored when you're here talking to me?"

Then there was silence. A long period of silence. I suppose he was trying to bore me out of there. At least the quiet gave me time to think about things. Something I usually didn't do.

When I went to sleep the last thought on my mind was kissing Gally. When I woke up I wanted to kiss Gally. When I kissed Gally I liked it. Then when Gally kissed me it was different. That weird feeling I got in my stomach was there and it was different.

Scary. Maybe it was my fault. The whole thing. I had roped him into this mess. What if Gally liked me liked me. Or even worse what if Gally just liked it when I kissed him and didn't like me at all. It was stupid. I'd end up hurting him or he'd end up hurting me. Love and all that stuff is useless, makes you weak. Holds you down. There was only one solution. To nip it in the bud. Kill it before it got out of control.

He knocked on the door.

"Who there?" I sighed.

"Gally?"

"Gally who?"

"Just Gally. Y/n this isn't a joke Just let me in."

"Okay." I gave up. Reaching up I twisted the lock, scooting away from the door. "It's unlocked."

He came in, closing the door behind him. Then he was face to face to me as he sat down. Gally kept looking at me up and down trying to figure out what was wrong.

"Are you sad? Or mad? Did I do something? Was it Victor?" I decided in that moment to just come clean. No matter how miserably painful it was. He deserved to know the truth.

"No." I answered.

"Then what is it?" This was gonna be tough.

"It's like this." I thought about what to exactly say that would convey my feelings. "Like I'm starting to get this weird feeling in my stomach when I'm around you." I couldn't really look him in the face. "And I'm starting to think all these funny thoughts."

"Me too." I looked up at him.

"You too?" I asked, already knowing the answer. He nodded. I didn't know if that was good or bad or maybe even both. I'd never been pulled to so many feelings at once. "I don't think we should kiss anymore. At least not in private for now. I'm sorry for kissing you earlier."

"Don't be sorry I liked it." He clasped my hand. "We can do whatever you want y/n. We don't have to kiss if you don't want to." I gave him a small smile and moved over into his arms.

"What if instead we do something you want." I offered. "Anything you'd like." He looked down at me.

"Anything?"