For the next two weeks, I saw little of Adonis. I don't know if it was because I was keeping myself busy with work and going out, or if it was because he was avoiding me. But having Adonis out of sight did not deter me from thinking about him.

"So are you and Max still hot and heavy?" I wiggled my eyebrows at Reece.

"Something like that," she said.

You would think that because I hung out with Aiden so much that I'd see her and Max more often, but that wasn't the case. When Aiden and I went out, we did it on our own.

"How are things with you and Aiden?" Reece asked. I finished painting the toenail I was busy with before I looked at her.

"There's nothing going on between us." I shrugged, staring at my painted toenail and admiring the color.

Aiden and I were just friends who liked to spend time together. Nowadays we were inseparable. We went out to movies and we went out to eat. He even took me paint balling one weekend, and I'd returned home with minor bruises all over. It had been fun, but painful.

Even my migraines had eased off. The last one I had suffered from had been the night of the party when Adonis had kissed me and left. It was a relief, I wouldn't have to go back to the doctor for further tests.

Reece gave me a disbelieving look.

"What?" I asked, not sure what she was trying to get at.

"You guys spend so much time together you can't be naïve enough to think that it's just friendship," she said.

"It's not possible for guys to just be friends with girls, they're just not built that way."

I frowned. We'd agreed upfront that we were just going to be friends, and that was our agreement. I wasn't ready to date someone when I still had a thing for Adonis, despite all my attempts to change that. He was so intertwined with my life and no matter how hard I tried, there was no way of separating him out of it.

I bit my lip, still holding the nail polish bottle in my one hand as I contemplated what she was saying. There was no way she was right. Aiden understood how I still felt about Adonis and he knew that for anything to work between us, I would have to be over Adonis with no residual feelings.

"Aiden knows that I'm not ready for anything at the moment," I said to her.

"His mind might know that agreement, but that doesn't mean his heart doesn't have a mind of its own. I'm sure he wants more," she told me.

I shrugged.

"I see the way he looks at you, it's the same way Adonis looks at you."

"Well, that can't be good." I was a little sarcastic. Look at what Adonis had done to me.

"I'm serious, I really think he has a thing for you," she said.

"I enjoy Aiden's company and," I stated with a shrug. It was that simple, I couldn't risk it for something that would not work out.

"Have you seen Gray?"

I shook my head as I surveyed my newly painted toenails. "I've been out a lot and I haven't really been at home to bump into him."

"Did he stop trying to call and message you?"

I hadn't seen or heard from him since I'd told him I wasn't one of his groupies.

"Yes," I said.

"I'm surprised he gave up that easily." She selected a nail polish and opened it. We were both sitting on her bed painting our nails. It was Saturday, and we were having a lazy day of doing girly things.

"What makes you say that?" I wasn't sure I wanted to hear the answer.

She stopped what she was doing and gave me her full attention. "I've told you before, I see the way he looks at you when no one else is looking. I really think he feels more for you than you think."

I shook my head, believing she was seeing something that wasn't there.

"If he cared so much, why did he kiss me then tell me it shouldn't have happened?" I asked, knowing full well she wouldn't be able to answer the question.

"I don't know. Maybe he has his reasons," she said.

My head pounded slightly, and I touched my forehead, trying to ease the pain.

"Are you getting a headache?" she asked with concern.

"Yes, I think so," I said. I hadn't brought my medication with because I didn't get them so often.

"Did you bring your medication?" she asked.

"No."

"I can drive you to get it," she said, and we got up off the bed, clearing up the bottles of nail polish that we'd been using.

The sooner I took the medication, the faster the migraine would ease.

By the time we made it back to my house, my head was pounding so badly. As soon as I found my medication, I opened the bottle and swallowed two capsules. "I might have to give tonight a skip."

Reece as she stood in the doorway of my bathroom, watching anxiously. "I can stay with you?"

"No, it's okay. I'm just going to get into bed. I'll be fine."

She didn't want to leave me on my own. My parents had gone out for the evening and I did not know where my brother was. He was probably out with Adonis, which meant he wouldn't be home until late.

Only after reassuring her a few more times, she left, and I went into the kitchen to get something to drink. I'd hoped that the migraines would go away, and I felt frustrated and scared they weren't.

I was drinking some water out of a glass when my eyesight blurred. I set the glass down on the counter as I closed and opened my eyes, hoping my eyesight would improve, but it didn't. Even blink a few times did nothing to focus my eyesight.

A panic, unlike anything I had ever experienced, gripped me. A sharp pain in my head made me hold my head in my hands. The pain was so bad I dropped to my knees, cradling my head in my hands before everything went black.

**********

"Harp, wake up." The voice was familiar and comforting.

The next moment I was opening up my eyes. My eyesight was fine, and I was looking up to a concerned Adonis who was bent over me.

Disorientate, I remembered the moments before I blacked out. My hand lifted to my head.

"You okay?" Adonis asked pulling me back to the present where I was lying on the kitchen floor feeling a little light-headed.

"I don't know what happened," I said, trying to figure out if I'd fainted or passed out.

Adonis helped me sit up, and I felt a wave of dizziness. I clutched onto him, trying to stop the world from spinning out of control.

"Did you faint?"

It was only then I realized Alex was beside him, on a bended knee.

"I don't know." My head felt like a jumbled set of memories and I couldn't put them in the right order.

"What do you remember?" Adonis studied my features.

"Weren't you supposed to be sleeping over by Reece?" my brother asked, rubbing his brow.

"I got a migraine, so she brought me home and I took my medication," I explained. "But then I got dizzy. I must have fainted."

"Can you stand?"

I nodded. Adonis helped me up with an arm around my waist. Still feeling a little wobbly on my feet, I held onto him, not sure I could remain standing without his help. He picked me up, and he carried me to my room. Once he lay me in gently down onto my bed and he pulled the covers up to my chin.

"Did you bump your head?" he asked. There was concern in his familiar blue eyes, and I felt it difficult not to feel affected by his closeness.

"I don't think so."

My headache was still going strong, but I didn't feel any other pain. If I had indeed bumped my head, I would have felt it over and above the intense migraine.

"I think I just need to sleep it off," I told him, trying to ease his concern.

"Are you sure?" he asked, sounding reluctant to leave me.

"Yes, I'll be fine."

"If you need anything, just shout." He stayed for a few moments before he left.