Christmas Day was uneventful - for me anyway. I spent the entire day calling and texting Kree and he wouldn't reply. Hence my foul mood all day. I didn't even enjoy our annual Christmas pizza and pyjama day because I was so worried about him. I've never seen him react like that in the time I've known him. Granted, his reaction was a little extreme, and Thierry didn't deserve to be hurt, but hopefully he'll get the message and stay away.

It's now New Years Eve and I still haven't heard from Kree. Clearly Thierry has taken the hint as well because he hasn't been around this past week. Tonight is Theia's annual New Years Eve party and my mood is just as foul as it was at the start of the week. I just want Kree to come back, or just let me know he's okay.

I didn't mean to flinch, I'm sorry

Please call me back

Or just text?

I'm worried about you

YOU KNOW WHAT? FINE! DON'T MESSAGE ME BACK

But pls do so I know that you're safe

'Can you stop checking your phone every five minutes?' Theia groans. 'He'll message you back when he's good and ready.'

'Has Angel heard from him?' I ignore Theia, fluffing out the cushions.

'No babe. He says it's out of character for him to just disappear like that.' Kerrys says concerningly.

'El no te merece.' Kayla says, putting together the chocolate fountain.

'KAYLA!' Kerrys glares at her twin.

'What?' She shrugs. 'It's true. She's sat here moping, concerned for him after he basically assaulted Thierry,' I glare at her. 'Granted the little bitch deserved it, but still. It was too much.'

'Can't we talk about something else please?' I say, wanting to defend Kree but not wanting to argue with my friends.

'Si.' Kerrys looks questioningly. 'What are we wearing tonight?'

***

I'm back home after helping Theia decorate her house. Well I say helped, I was not in the right frame of mind to be doing anything. God! I could kill Kree for making me this worried. I'm supposed to his "girl" and he leaves me high and dry with no warning. I could understand if he needed space for a few days but it's been a whole week of no communication. I just don't understand what's going through his mind. You know what? I'm going get ready and enjoy my night. If he wants to play games then let him. There's a knock at my bedroom door and Shay and Luna walk in.

'I was gonna ask if we should wait for you but you're not even dressed yet.' Shay says.

'Yeah, go without me. I'll be there soon.' I reply.

Shay hangs back when Luna goes out. 'Are you sure you're okay? You've been kinda off this past week.'

I plaster on a fake smile. 'Sis, I'm fine. You look great, by the way.' I don't want to worry my baby sister. As much as she cares, she'd just tell mom and dad and I can't deal with their concern right now. 'You go ahead.' She nods and walks out.

Time to get ready.

***

'Mrs. Park you've really outdone yourself this time.' I say, hugging her.

'Sage, my darling, This dress is divine.' She gasps.

'Thank you.' I smile.

'Come in, the girls are in the living room.' I walk past her and head to where the girls are.

'SAGE!'

'INCREDIBLE!'

'YASSSS!!'

The girls all shout out at the same time, making me smile properly for the first time this week.

'I love you and hate you at the same time for this.' Kerrys points to me, whilst leaning into Angel.

'Says use. Look at the three of you, I need every single one of these dresses.' I walk over to the chocolate fountain, grabbing a marshmallow on a stick and dipping it into the chocolate.

'Sage, can I talk to you?' Angel approaches me tentatively. I nod. 'Kree's never done anything like this before. He actually really likes you, which is weird as fuck because he never really likes anyon-' I cut him off.

'Angel I know you mean well,' I start. 'But I don't want to talk about him tonight. If he wants to ignore me then that's his loss.' I bite into the chocolate covered marshmallow and walk away from him.

***

I'm stood in the corner of the room, listening to Shay complaining about Luna's behaviour, which is completely going over my head, when I think I see Kree on the other side of the room. When I blink though, he isn't there. I swear I'm going crazy.

'I'm just going to head outside for a sec, get some air.' I say, moving off.

'Oh. Well, do you want me to come with you?' Luna asks.

'No, I'm good. Won't be long.' I don't stick around to hear her reply. I'm not really in the celebratory mood.

The midnight sky and cool air seem to calm me down. I'm not going to let Kree plague my mind any longer-

'Sage?' I snap round after hearing my name. I blink at the sight of Kree. Even dressed casual, he looks good.

'What are you- what are you doing here?' I try and keep my voice neutral, but inside I'm fuming.

'I went round to yours but your mom said you were here.' He steps a little closer. 'Fuck Sage! You look stunning.'

'Well now you've seen me so...' I turn to walk inside.

'Wait.' He attempts to grab my arm but I pull it back furiously.

'Don't!' I snap. 'Did you get my texts? Missed calls?'

His face falls at my hostility. Well what did he expect?

'I should probably explain-' He starts.

'No you don't need too. You didn't want to talk to me all week so why start now?'

'You're angry.' He's observant.

'What makes you say that?' I cross my arms, partly because it's cold but mostly because I know I'll succumb to him if he touches me.

'Sage...'

YOU KNOW WHAT?' Oh I'm angry. 'The time to explain was last week when you head butted Thierry, which I'm not even angry about by the way.' I step closer and point at his chest. 'You ignored me all week when all I wanted to know was if you were okay and not dead in a ditch somewhere.'

'I-'

'I haven't finished!' I hold my hand up. 'I was so fucking worried and not just me, Angel was too apparently. Why would you do that to him? To me?' I whisper that last bit.

He braves stepping a little closer. 'I just-' He rubs his neck. 'I don't like getting that out of control. On top of that, the thought of you thinking that I would hurt you...' He steps back, looking up in anguish.

I hate seeing him look so conflicted but I can't comfort him right now. I keep my arms crossed to stop myself from comforting him, my anger still seeping through.

Before I can react, he gets all up in my face, cupping my cheek, so our nose are touching. 'Sage.... I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't have left like that, but I needed time, I needed to pull myself together before facing you again. I've missed you and I want you to know that me leaving had nothing to do with us. It's my fault.' With every word that leaves his lips, my body begins to soften and my anger fades away. I blink and take a deep breath, looking into his eyes.

'Kree.' I start. 'We're together now. You can't do this again, if there's a problem we talk about it, don't just disappear, okay?' He nods. 'Kree I'm serious. if this happens again I'm out.' He looks panicked when I say that.

'Don't worry, I won't. I'm not leaving you again Sage. I promise.' He reassures me.

'You better not.' I whisper, as his forehead rests upon mine.

'Ten, nine, eight...' We hear the countdown start.

'You're just back in time for my midnight kiss.' I lighten the mood, sliding my hands up his chest and intertwining them behind his neck.

'Five, four, three...'

'Wouldn't have missed this for anything.' Kree smirks, moving down. Our lips touch.

'HAPPY NEW YEAR!'

Fireworks.

He speaks up after a beat of silence. 'So, this dress... these slits are high.' He moves his hand up my left leg, resting just below my core.

'You don't like it?' I flutter my eyelashes innocently at him.

'I do' He starts. 'So does every other guy in there, I bet.' I shrug at his response. 'It's dangerous.' He whispers against my lips

'I know.' I bite his lip.

***

We waste no time heading to Kree's room as well as taking of our clothes. We slam our lips against each other closing whatever space there was between us. As my dress drops to the floor, Kree groans. 'No fucking bra.' He grunts.

'It was too low cut-' I start to justify but he slams his lips back onto mine, picks me up and cups my ass, walking over to the bed. Our kiss breaks as he slams me down on the bed. He looks at me with such lust, that I'm not sure what to do next. After a few seconds he climbs on top of me and we continue to kiss. The kiss becomes more intense. The words 'don't leave me' accidentally escape my lips. He stops the kiss and looks down at me with soft eyes.

'Never,' he whispers. I smile at him and bring my lips back to his as we bask in that promise.

***

I'm laying in his bed, with my head on his chest when he breaks the silence.

'How do you feel-feel about me?' He asks me. I look up and see him looking almost vulnerable.

'Isn't it obvious?' I question.

'No, not really.' He replies.

I exhale before responding. 'You're my favourite person in the whole world. You're my best friend. But you're so much more.' I love you I want to say, but now is not the right time.

'Hmm.' He replies.

'Hmmm?' I lift my head up to look at him. 'Is that it?' That's all I get?'

'Yeah.' He smirks. 'For now.'

I lay my head back down on his chest, yawning. 'I'll break your walls down one day Hasapi, just you watch.'

I'm falling into a deep slumber when I hear 'You already have.'

***

I'm stood at his front door and he won't stop kissing me. Normally I wouldn't mind but my parents are expecting me back from "Theia's" so I really need to get back before they go searching for me. 'Kree.' I giggle, as he sucks on my neck. 'Stop. I need to go.'

'I haven't seen you all week, I haven't had my fill of you yet.' He mumbles in the crook of my neck.

'Yeah and whose fault Is that?' I tease, stoking my fingers through his hair.

'Hmmm.' He replies. 'Can I see you again later?' At this point, heavy sirens seem to be blaring down the street.

'I wonder who they're for.' Knowing I need to answer his question, I reply, 'We'll see. It's family day today, but I'll let you know if I can sneak out.'

'Okay.' He stares at me, not letting go of my waist.

'Okay.' I chuckle. 'I've really got to go.' I peck his lips and open the door.

'Mr Hasapi?'

'Yes?' Kree replies.

'I'm Detective Dawson, this is Detective Townsend. We would like you to accompany us down the station to answer a few questions.' The policemen flash their badges.

'I'm busy.' Kree says nonchalantly.

'I wasn't asking.' Dawson replies.

'Kree.' I caution. 'Sorry, what is this about?' I question.

'The death of Thierry Harrison.'

My eyes bulge. 'What?'