C12 twelve

I was almost freaking out because of what he said. Did he call me baby?

"B-baby?" I repeated.

I tried to move away, but he wouldn't let me. I wanted to escape. I wanted to create some distance between us. I didn't want to get too close to him because I might give in to the flowery words he was saying.

I looked at him intensely while his arms were still wrapped around my waist. His eyes pleaded as they looked into mine. He's not even drunk! Why is he already acting weird?!

He pouted, "Just answer me, Didn't I tell you not to wear a freaking revealing dress like this?" he asked.

He pulled me even closer to him and slowly rested his chin on my shoulder. We were so close to each other that one move, and my heart would explode.

"Huh?" I was at a loss for words.

He took a deep breath and looked at me, "Damn it," he muttered. "Nevermind, there's nothing I can do about it," he said softly.

"Hey...Why are you acting like this?" I asked curiously.

Because this isn't like him.

"I can't take it," he whispered, still resting his chin on my shoulder. "I can't bear to see you from a distance. Earlier, I tried to endure not acting like this. For two damn weeks, baby...I tried to avoid you but I can't. I really can't," he said tenderly.

I remained silent and speechless. I couldn't find any words to say!

"Two damn weeks without hearing your voice, Two damn weeks without seeing your smile, Two damn weeks without gazing into your sparkling eyes. I can't take it anymore, Baby... I will never be," he explained seriously.

So he really did avoid me?!

"The first time I saw you, You already hooked my attention. Every moment I don't see you, I go crazy," he admitted. "And baby... The way you smiled at Ben? I want to punch him because I want my baby to smile only at me,"

Is he really going crazy?!

"Excuse me? I'm not your baby and you don't own me, Cyrus," I corrected.

While a part of me was thrilled by his actions, another part wasn't.

"Oh, My baby hurting me with her words," he replied sadly.

I glanced around, noticing his friends and mine all watching us with curiosity before turning away in unison.

"Truth hurts?" I asked teasingly, though I was nervous.

"Nah, I'm allowing you to hurt me because you're my baby,"

"Are you drunk? You don't smell like alcohol, why are you like this?" I asked irritably.

I was annoyed because if he said something even more heart-melting, I might just give in.

"Maybe?" he replied. "All I know is that I got drunk on your sweet face to the point where I couldn't think straight, Baby. I got drunk on a version of you that I don't know if I can recover from," he said softly.

"Stop it," I ordered. "If you plan to toy with me then stop it. I'm not new to this game, I know where your words are leading. So better stop," I insisted.

He'll just leave me, after he gets what he wants then he'll leave. He'll leave me, Alone.

He shook his head, "If you think I'm playing with you... If you think this is just a game to me then you're wrong... because if it's just a game for me why am I here? why am I asking to get your attention? why am I crazy to think of you?" he asked softly. "If it was just a game I would have stopped because I knew eventually I would be the chaser, I would fall, I would lose," he said gently.

"Just stop," I said firmly, looking directly into his eyes, pleading.

He shook his head and sat up straight, "Don't stop me because for you, I'll take the risk," he said firmly. "For you, I'll take the risk... even if it breaks me," he said before standing up and walking away.

He left me stunned! I couldn't even blink! Did he just say that?! I wanted to move but I couldn't because if I did, I might just melt away.

How can I trust him? Is he still in love with his ex?! Why is he suddenly like this?! Is he really trying me? Why do I feel like it's affecting me?!

No, I can't be swayed by the words he said to me. I can't give in just because of his sweet voice. I can't fall just because of his flowery words. I can't, I absolutely can't.

"Party time!" I heard Angel shout, breaking me from my thoughts.

I looked up at them, feeling the awkwardness in the air. I raised an eyebrow at them.

They carefully placed the alcohol they brought down, trying to gauge my expression. They looked at me as if they knew I was thinking deeply. I glanced around, still not seeing Cyrus since our last conversation almost two hours ago, but he still hasn't returned.

Where is he? Maybe he went back to his ex once he realized what I said? But didn't he say he was willing to take the risk even if it breaks him? Why isn't he here? Why isn't he by my side? Why didn't he stand by what he said? Why did he leave me here alone? Shouldn't he be here, trying to win me over completely? But why am I wondering? Why does it seem like I'm demanding?

"Where's Cyrus?" a flirtatious voice asked.

Even though I was feeling dizzy, I looked up at her. My head was spinning slightly but I could still see her red lips that seemed to have eaten a whole lipstick.

"I-I don't know," Hugo answered.

They seemed a little tipsy too because they looked at me with slightly dilated eyes. They were slouched on the couch, looking defeated.

The girl giggled, "What a waste, but he's here, right?" she asked.

The hell she cares!

"Yeah," Jake replied without enthusiasm.

"Oh, okay then, I'll just wait here!" she said with a smile and sat on the couch in front of me.

What is she waiting for?! And then what? Will they flirt in front of me? How dare she!

"Get lost," I snapped and pointed my finger towards the exit.

"What?"

I rolled my eyes, "G-Get out of here!" I hysterically said.

She laughed a bit, "I'll just wait here for Cy---"

"Get lost!" I cut her off.

My friends and Cyrus's friends were startled by my outburst, seeming to have caught their attention, so they all looked at me with raised eyebrows.

"Oh, He's already here," she said flirtatiously and stood up to walk away.

I looked at her direction, where she was headed. Our eyes met, Why does he look angry? Why does his expression change so quickly?

"Cyrus, I didn't get a chance to get your number last night," she said sweetly, wrapping her arm around Cyrus's waist. "Can I get it now?"

I glared at Cyrus, who immediately changed his expression due to the anger in

my eyes. He looks scared, so he quickly pulled the girl's arm away and walked towards me.

I glared at him, "Go to your girl! She's beautiful and sexy, go to her! Flirt with her there! Damn you!" I yelled in frustration as we walked out.

He remained quiet and didn't say anything.

I rolled my eyes, "What?! You have nothing to say?! Earlier you said! You're willing to take the risk for me even if it breaks you?! Why did you leave me?! Why are you just coming back now?! Maybe you were fooling around with other girls, huh? Someone sexier than me? Go ahead, go there!" I accused.

I tried to pull my hand away, but he didn't let me escape from his grip.

"Baby... Everything I said was true. I was ready to take a risk as long as it was for you, and I left you earlier because I wanted you to think, but I was watching you from afar. You even smiled at Ben," he said and shook his head. "I didn't fool around with anyone else. You're the only one I'll flirt with if I can because you're the only one I want," he confessed. "So for now, baby, let's go home. You look incredibly beautiful in what you're wearing. I don't know if I can still stop myself from punching other guys who stare at you. Please, Baby... I don't want to become a criminal," he added before guiding me into his car.

He said something to his friends and mine. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back. Before everything went black.