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I had waited for this moment for months. His finger tips brushing my skin softly as if I was the most delicate thing in the world. His hot breath on my neck, our bodies too close to slip a paper through. It was..perfect.

All my friends had said that I couldn't do it, that I wouldn't succeed. That my silly little plan would never come true. But here I am doing exactly what I said I would be four months ago.

His lips moved to my color bone, his tongue leaving a trail of minti-freshness behind.

None of them had believed me when I called them an hour ago, telling them he was getting us a room. They all thought I was insane. Wait till they saw the pictures...the recording.

One minute, that's all I had needed to set up the camera in the corner. He had been curious as to what I had been doing after he came out of the bathroom, but after a heart-melting kiss, he asked no more.

His fingers slowly pulled off my lacy knickers while I pulled off his sports boxers. He attacked my lips once more with his.

I can't believe I'm here. So much time of planning leading to this one hour of pleasure...of a dream lived.

Our heart rate beat in unison as our bodies became in-sync with the motions we were going through. I had imagined how wonderful it would be, but never could it have been this good. This...heavenly. He was going so fast now, I had to bite my lip to keep from screaming. Had to claw at his back to keep from completely loosing myself.

If only he could see me now. He would never believe what I was doing, never would've guessed that this was all for him, that everything I did after that day was to get back at him. For the pain..the hurt. I couldn't think of a better way than to sweep up the pieces of my broken heart than to be with the one guy that seemed unattainable. But he no longer fitted that description.

His body tensed as well as mine. I closed my eyes savoring every second of it. Suddenly the elation of being on top of the world, pleasure beyond my belief coursed through my body. His limp form fell on me. Our breathing was ragged. It was as if we had run miles and were barely trying to catch our breath.

He lightly kissed me before falling onto his side looking at me. I pulled the sheets over me and stared back at him. He pushed some hair behind my ear staring deeply in my eyes. My stomach squirmed. It was only normal though, anyone would feel this way if he looked at them like this.

" You're beautiful.." he whispered. My eyes were getting heavy, but I didn't want to fall asleep. I wanted to get lost in his eyes forever. But that wasn't part of the plan. His eyes started to droop as well. I couldn't help it. He was so perfect, and this feeling..it just wouldn't leave.

" Ryan.." I whispered. He opened his eyes slowly. " You're perfect." I managed to say with out coughing. He smiled, leaned in and kissed me.

" I know.."

Three hours later I was still staring at his sleeping form. He had been wonderful to me tonight. I hoped it wasn't the alchol, but I was sure he wasn't drunk. He drove us to the hotel with out blinking an eye. Then thoughts started to flood my mind.

What did I get myself into? He wasn't drunk..I wasn't drunk. Yet we had slept together. Of course it had all been planned..but he was supposed to be drunk. He wasn't supposed to remember this in the morning. How was I suppsoed to know he had had feelings for me. That he thought I was cute, pretty, beautiful? I shook my head and looked back at him. I had to get out of here.

Slowly I got dressed and took the camera out of its hiding place and dropped it in my bag. I was almost to the door when I heard him shift. I froze, then turned around slowly. He was fast asleep. I couldn't leave him with out an explanation. I quickly scribbled an apology..and if he wanted to talk sometime to call me.

Once in my car I thought about going back up to the room and taking the number away. What if he did call me and all of a sudden I became his booty call? That wasn't what it was meant to be..well, I don't even know what the plan is anymore. I completely lost sight of it as soon as he called me beautiful. As soon as I had lost myself in his eyes. I hadn't felt that way in so long, and before he could have even bought me dinner, he was already in my pants. But that wasn't who I was.

I drove with out a thought back to my own hotel where I had been staying with my friends..with the band.

" Where the hell have you been?!" shrieked Zac while engulfing me in a hug. I pulled away.

" I told you what I was doing..or who I was.." I mumbled the last part to myself, but I'm sure he heard. His eyes widened.

" You didn't! I thought this was all a joke...I didn't know you meant it!" I shook my head and took out the digital camera. We had taken many picture together before things started to get heated. Zac looked through them all with out blinking an eye.

" I can't believe you did this..."

" Did what?" asked Jeremy as he walked in from the bathroom. He walked over and took the camera out of Zacs' hands. His eyes grew wide and his eyes instantly locked on mine.

" You didn't.." he said slowly. I nodded my head in a slightly shameful way.

" B-but..no. It was a joke. I...wh-" at that moment, Jeremy's girlfriend, my best friend Felicia, walked in with starbucks. She smiled at me.

" Hey Hay.." she set down the coffee and walked over to us. " What you have there sweetie?" she pecked Jeremy on the cheek and took the camera from his hands. He walked over to the bed and fell down on it, Zac doing the same to the couch. Felicia's eyes seemed to get darker and darker as she looked through the pictures. Assuming she was done, she walked over to me and whispered.

" We need to talk. Now." She pulled me to the adjoining room...the one I shared with him, and locked it. " What. The. Hell." her teeth were clenched. I couldn't understand why she was so mad.

" What?! You can't honestly say this was a surprise. I had this planned for months Fel! You even helped me!" she shook her head.

" I pretended. You weren't supposed to go through with this!" I shook my head.

" Fel...he hurt me. He hurt me so bad. I feel like a complete idiot for hanging around this long...for forgiving him." I plopped down on the bed and placed my head in my hands. " I wanted to hurt him. I have to hurt him like he hurt me." I regained my composure. " He'll be here soon...you have to leave." I said standing up and pushed Felicia out the door. She shook her head.

" No! What're you going to do?" she asked frantically while struggeling to keep the door open.

" You know what I'm doing. I'm going to hook that camera into that tv, and when he walks in, he'll feel everything I had to go through for the past six months." my voice didn't sound like my own. It sounded high pitched..but evil. Like it had no feeling..no emotion.

" You can't do this! What about the band?! You'll never forgive yourself if you let this ruin the greatest thing that ever happened to you. You'll loose everything!" I finally pushed her out the door, closed it and locked it.

" I already have..." I quickly plugged in the camera and got the remote ready while I hid on the other side of the room, remote pointed at the tv. After a couple minutes, I heard voices on the other side of the door. Felicia and Zac were trying to keep him from coming into the room, trying to keep him from the hurt. But it was too late. He "missed" me. The door opened and he pulled off his jacket. Before he could even call out my name I turned on the tv.

Soft moaning and grunting filled the room. His head jerked towards the screen, his face looking of stone as he realized who was in the video. Right when I screamed Ryan's name I paused it. My head was flying back and Ryan had his eyes shut tight.

I came out of my hiding place. He was staring at me now, his eyes hard and filled with hate and to my pleasure..sadness.

" Hayley.." he said throught gritted teeth.

" Josh."