Party 'til you pass out / When the party's over

2.13

'What about you then?,' I asked, not wanting to know the answer, but being curious anyway.

'Just one,' she muttered, looking away from me. 'And it was a huge mistake.'

'Brian?,' I asked darkly. She nodded her head.

'Yeah... Just as painful and complicated as it was in 2013.' Alison gave me a troubled smile and shook her head. 'I think I have traumatized him for the rest of his life. He will never believe in love again.' I chuckled a bit, but she just looked at me painfully, making me fall quiet.

'Why did you do it in the first place?,' I asked her, really wondering.

'It felt familiar and comforting at that time, but when it had happened and he became the loyal good guy to me again, it suffocated me more than the first time with him.' A scala of emotions slid over her face while she was deep in thought for a moment, and she bit her lip. 'I still feel sorry for him. He never deserved any of it.'

'If you say so,' I just said, honestly not caring about Brian or his feelings.

'Promise me one thing, though?,' Alison then said. I smiled at her and pushed her hair behind her ear, my fingers running over her cheek into her neck. 'Promise me I will be the last girl you'll be with?' I smiled and nodded, pulling her in and kissing her intensely.

*

It was only later that night that I remembered Gemma's texts. I was lying in bed on my back, Alison all curled up against me, vast asleep. We had made love for a long while, trying to take away each other's pain and insecurities of both of us being with someone else, to overwrite and overcome all intimacy with someone else than each other. There wasn't a spot on Alison's body I didn't know, and there wasn't a way of getting me on that was a secret to her. We were so in tune, so connected, that I nearly understood Alison's tears afterwards. It had only been forty-eight hours since she was back in my life, and yet, it felt as if it had been ages. It just left me wondering how I had been able to go on without her.

When I picked up my phone, Gemma's texts popped up. I bit my lip and looked at a sleeping Alison in my arm, then opened the messages.

[Gemma]: 'Hey you, what are you up to tonight?'

And then, some time later;

[Gemma]: 'I see your busy this weekend. Whatever it is between the two of you, I really hope it works out for you and you're happy, Oli. xx'

The photo of me kissing Alison's hand while sat at the bar in Church that she had added made me frown. It looked as if it was taken by a random person in the restaurant - maybe a fan, who posted it on social media.

'Fuck,' I whispered under my breath. It annoyed me that this was happening all over again, and already so fast. I switched to Gemma's texts, reading them again. I smiled at her last message. Gemma had been a sincere nice girl, uncomplicated and bubbly. I had seriously liked her a lot, since she had brought some air and light in the darkness that I had been in for too long. She had honestly cared about me, and for a while I had thought that my interest in her could turn into love. But it didn't, because Alison had still been too present in my thoughts. Gemma knew about my broken heart, she knew about Alison and what had happened. So it didn't really come to a surprise for her when I eventually broke up because Alison was still too much embedded in my life, and it wasn't fair to Gemma. But that didn't mean that we sometimes just hooked up when we felt like it. Kind of like I had done with Amanda, years ago. But without ketamine, this time.

[Oliver]: 'Ey Gem. I hope you're doing well. Just want to tell you that we can't see each other anymore. As you've seen yourself, Alison is back in my life and we are trying to figure out what it still is to us. I hope you understand. Thank you for a lovely time, though Xx Oli.' I sighed deeply and sent the message. A few minutes later, she texted back.

[Gemma]: 'Happy for you. Don't fuck it up. You're lucky to have your person back. Take care, love xx' I pouted a bit and then smiled, not understanding how she could be so cool about it, but loving the fact that she was.

[Oliver]: 'I hope you'll find your person too xx' I really did. Gemma deserved someone who would treat her with all the respect and love she deserved. It just wasn't me, though. I had gotten my person back, and I just knew that this second chance would work out better than the first, because we had surely learned from our mistakes. Sometimes it was just necessary for two people to fall apart to realize how much they needed to fall back together. Because if two hearts were meant to be together, no matter how long it would take or how far they would go, how tough it would be; fate would always bring them back together.

Alison stirred a bit and hid her face in my neck, her hand landing on my bare chest. I looked at her for a while, taking in her innocent beauty as she slept. Then, I turned on my side and pulled her closer, making her mumble something. The skin of our stomach and chest touched with every inhale. There was barely a way to be closer to her, and it was my favourite place to be at the moment.

[A/N: See video above; Currently stuck on this cover again. It's so pretty, and I love it so much. Also, it fitted so well in what I wanted to write, haha. I decided that I will continue this story for another while, because I still have some inspiration. Didn't want to make it too long, but decided that this is Part Two; When the party's over. So stay tuned for more, and thanks if you have made it all the way here :) <3]