*Tony's POV*

"It's gonna be okay, Ali." I said to Ali as I handed her a mug of hot cocoa. She sat on the couch with Mike's arms around her and Vic in front of her trying to comfort her while Lin talked to Cara at the apartment they shared. As far as Mike hugging her, I was totally cool with it; She needed her best friend, and he and I had talked and he explained that he loves her with all his heart, but like a sister. I understood, and just wanted her to be happy.

"Tony, please. You don't need to baby me, I'm fine." She responded coldly, as if she hadn't been sobbing when I walked through the doorway.

"Baby, please don't do this to me. You know I didn't want any of that to happen." I tried to keep my voice from cracking, but it really hurt that she was blaming me for what happened with Cara.

"Tony," She sighed as she stood up. While Lin and I flipped out at Cara before she left, Ali had changed clothes and you could tell by her appearance that she gave zero fucks at that moment. "I just… I can't look at you right now." Her words stabbed pain through me so intensely that I cringed.

"Smurfy…" Mike sighed.

"Mikey, stop. I'm not mad, and I'm not saying we're over or anything like that, but every time I look at you…" Her voice broke, and she through herself back down on the couch next to Mike. "All I see is Cara's lips where mine belong." Vic sighed and walked over to sit on one of the other couches. Mike might only love her as a sister, but Big Brother isn't so innocent. I thought sourly.

"Ali…" I sighed, kneeling down and resting my forehead on her thighs. "Please don't do this. Let me be here for you." I mumbled sadly.

"Do you want us to leave?" Mike asked her awkwardly.

"No, it's okay, Mikey." She whispered, resting her hand on my head.

"Can we talk for just a minute?" I asked, lifting my head up to look Ali in the eyes. She nodded once and we walked into the kitchen.

"Tony, please stop making me feel bad. I'm just upset and you need to let me work through this!" Ali said as she sat on the counter. Even sad and without makeup, she was so incredibly beautiful.

"I don't understand why you're giving me the cold shoulder. I didn't kiss her back, and I jumped in and pulled you out of the pool!"

"I'm not saying you did anything wrong, Tone. I just can't stop picturing it." I don't understand her. I thought sourly.

"Then stop treating me like the bad guy!" I said irritatedly.

"You don't know what it's like, Tony!" She shouted, stomping out of the kitchen. "Vic!" Ali yelled as she walked into the living room. He looked up at her, and an instant later she crashed her beautiful lips onto his. How. Dare. She.

"Alright, knock it off, Smurfy." Mike sighed, pulling her off his brother.

"Now you know how I feel." She glared at me with tearstained eyes. After what felt like en eternity of tense silence, Ali ran off to her room.

Once she was gone, I slumped down to the floor and just stared at the black TV screen. "Look man," Vic said timidly, "I'm sorry, I didn't-"

"Oh don't start." I said, not moving my eyes from the empty screen. "I know you're into her and I know you loved that kiss." He stayed quiet.

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*Aleah's POV, about an hour later*

I heared the front door shut, and again about half an hour later. About five minutes after the second time, I heard a knock on my bedroom door. "It's open." I mumbled, barely loud enough to be heard. Once it opened, I saw Tony holding a large tray of Chinese takeout – my favorite.

"I'm not going to apologize," I said flatly, his eyes down, "but I thought we could both use something to eat. I got-"

"My favorite." I finished his sentence with the tiniest of smiles. I got up from the bed and sat on a cushion in front of a small table. It was like a japanese style table, because a full dining table would take up too much space. Once we both got settled down and began dishing out our food, Tony looked at me with sad, pained eyes before speaking.

"You know, I still don't know how you felt because I. didn't. kiss. Cara." He uttered angrily, emphasizing each word. "She attacked me, but you kissed Vic, who you knewwas into you. And you did it with the explicit intention of hurting me." His words brought on a level of guilt that I'd truly never imagined.

I realized, in that moment, that what hurt Tony, hurt me. "It was a stupid, slutty move, I know." My voice cracked on the last word, and I just looked down, avoiding Tony's gaze.

"Ali…" He sighed.

"No, stop. I'm not asking you to forgive me. I know that it was an awful thing to do and I'm sorry." Silence. "What time is it?" I asked him after a while.

"Almost four." He said flatly. We finished eating and took the dishes to the kitchen.

"Wanna watch some Star Wars?" I asked quietly as we walked back to the wing where our bedrooms were.

"I don't think-"

"Forget it… I'm gonna go to the studio and lay down a guitar track for a cover I'm working on." He nodded, his face a strange mixture of emotions.

"Ali?" He called after I'd walked a good distance away. I turned to see he hadn't moved. "Are we…?"

"I don't want to be over." I responded. He nodded silently before walking off toward his bedroom.

After about two hours playing around in the studio, I went back to my room. It was only six, and I wasn't going to spend the rest of my night moping. I picked up my phone and texted Mike.

To: MikeyWhiskeyHands
Can I get a free joint cuz I'm sad?

From: MikeyWhiskeyHands
Only if you're planning to share ;)

To: MikeyWhiskeyHands
Alright, come on over. My new bedroom has a balcony over the backyard so we can smoke and nobody will see/smell it

From: MikeyWhiskeyHands
You got it Smurfy. I'll be there in ten.

I sent him another smiley before I got up to look for some cash in case I needed more than one joint.

I heard a knock on my bedroom door while I sat on the balcony a bit later. "C'mon in!" I yelled cheerfully. I haven't smoked in so long! I thought excitedly.

"What are you so happy about?" I sprung up with surprise as I heard Tony's voice. I turned around to see him standing in my doorway.

"Sorry, I-"

"No, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have given you the cold shoulder earlier. Wanna watch something?"

"I-I… Actually Mike is-" I look of pain flashed on Tony's face and I felt awful yet again. "Tone, it's not like that. He's just bringing me a couple joints."

"You promised you'd get off that shit." He responded.

"Yeah, well… Old habits die hard I guess."

"Well, you guys have fun, I guess. I'm gonna go jam. Can I listen to your recording?"

"Sure, I guess." I said. "Are you mad?"

"No, just… I don't know." With that, he was gone.

About five minutes later, Mike appeared on my balcony. "Ready?" He smirked. I nodded eagerly and he pulled the weed out of his backpack.

After about fifteen minutes, we were completely toasted. "Hehe, I have an idea!" I giggled mischievously.

"And what's that, little lady?" Mike asked, raising an eyebrow dramatically.

"Let's scare Tony!" We both started laughing hysterically, then started walked toward his room where Pantera was blasting obnoxiously. We opened his door quietly to see him sitting on the bed facing away from the door playing some game on his phone. I put my fingers to my lips telling Mike to be quiet before sprinting through the room and jumping on Tony. He jumped a bit and made a quiet shouting noise. "Hehe, I got yooouu." I giggled at him. I sat on top of him and looked down into his eyes.

"This started out fun now it's gross… Imma head out Smurfy. I let the other couple joints in the seeeeeeeeecret spot." Mike informed me.

"Thanks WhiskeyHands!" I called.

"Ali, you reek of weed. I think it's time for a shower then bed."

"Only if you shower with meee." I whispered.

"I don't think so, honey."

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*The Next Morning*

I don't remember anything else from the rest of the night, but I woke up in my bed, covered up, with my pajamas on. I guess I must've showered because I didn't smell like weed. I looked at the clock and saw 5:03 AM glowing across the screen. I couldn't get back to sleep and, regardless how he felt about me at the time, I wandered into Tony's room and crawled under the covers of his bed with him. I couldn't sleep without his arms around me (if I wasn't stoned). He made some cute sleepy noises as I shifted the bed around, but he instinctively wrapped his arms around me. "Are you still mad?" I whispered.

"I still love you." was the sleepy response.

Notes

sry this took so long :/ do u guys like this chapter? comments have been really rare lately and its hard for me to stay motivated without them :/
BTW GUYZ IM GOING TO SEE ALL TIME LOW THIS MONTH ON THE 27 IM SO FRIKKIN EXCITED XD

QOTD: Is Tony still going to be mad when they wake up?

{Title Credit To: All Time Low}