I'm at home getting ready for Ashely's party. I decided to wear dark blue jeans, and a black short sleeved dress shirt with a bright blue tie. I'm about to leave when I hear a knock at my front door. I run downstairs. As soon as I open it I see Ali my ex girlfriend standing there. "Hey." She says leaning against the door frame. Before I can say anything she is unbuttoning her tan trench coat to reveal a sexy red bra and thong. She can tell I look shocked and I do. For a couple minutes I don't say anything. She closes the front door of my house and enters. Ali wraps her arms around me and kisses me passionately. I push her off me leaving her standing there looking disappointed. "What the hell are you doing?" I shout. I walk into my large living room and sit down on the couch. I hear Ali follow me. Ali sits down in a chair across the room. "I made a mistake hooking up with Jeremy." She tells me this as she does up her trench coat. "I want you to leave." I raise my voice and she looks surprised. "You hurt me, Ali." As I think back to that rainy Saturday night five months ago when I arrived at her house to find another car in the driveway, little did I know I would walk in to find my girlfriend of three years, hooking up with a photographer that hired her for a modelling ad. I immediately told her we were done. I get up and so does Ali. As I close the front door to my house she looks back and I can tell she has been crying. It hurts me to see her like that. I tell her to have a safe drive home and she remains silent. After I close and lock the door I head back to my bedroom to finish getting ready for Ashley's party. All of a sudden my phone chimes and I notice I have a text. It is from Shay Mitchell.

I instantly feel my stomach do a million somersaults. Deep down I've always had a huge crush on Troian. I just felt sad it couldn't go anywhere. At least I get to see her. I thought to myself as I sprayed some calogne on myself. I check myself in the mirror one more time. I reach down to grab my aviator sunglasses on my dresser and put them on. "See you later Dan!" I say to my black cat. He meows and walks around my legs. I laugh as I close the front door and lock it. Once I'm inside my black BMW convertible driving down Sunset boulevard, I crank up some Radiohead and sing along to the music. I was looking forward to seeing the rest of The PLL cast tonight. The evening was going to be a ton of fun!