The President's Daughter by David Dower (if you liked this book txt) 📕

and you are all good."

I knitted my eyebrows in confusion, "If anyone has to fix a relationship with Ashley it is you."

She rolled her eyes at me, looking back at Andy. "Where's Gavin?"

Andy tilted his head to the door, "After your speech he booked it out of those doors. He wouldn't have gotten far so I am pretty sure you can still catch up to him."

I nodded my head, thanking Andy and heading towards the doors that Gavin went through just a few minutes ago.

I knew Gavin like the back of my hand. The only place he would go to be alone is somewhere no one could find him and considering the banquet hall didn't have any spare rooms, I knew that he would be heading outside. Specifically the parking lot.

Once outside my eyes scanned the entire parking lot for a messy brunette in a very handsome tuxedo. I shrugged the image I had of Gavin out of my head.

There was barely any cars in the lot. The only cars that were there were probably the staff cars because everyone had come in style.

I kept walking when I saw a silhouette of a person sitting down on the curve. The person's back was facing me but I knew right then and there it was Gavin.

I felt my pulse begin to quicken as my feet suddenly forgot how to move. I was only a few steps away from him but I knew that he notice my presence or hear the beat of my pounding heart which I thought was loud enough for him to hear.

"Gavin?"

He turned around, he looked surprised to see me. "W-what are you doing here?" He questioned, sounding defeated.

"I wanted to talk." I said, my feet finally remembering how to move as I walked closer towards him.

"You seem to be doing that a lot lately?" He said, turning back around.

"And you haven't been doing enough talking, lately." I replied, "Can I take a seat?"

He shrugged, "Even if I were to say no. You would do it anyways."

I ignored him, taking a seat next to him. I knew sitting on a dirty curb was probably going to make my dress muddy but I honestly couldn't care less.

"So, how are you?" I said, trying to start a conversation.

"Why do you love me?" Gavin blurted out, getting right to the point.

"What do you mean?" I said, not expecting him to say this.

"I am rude, stubborn, manipulative, a liar. Why would you like someone like me?" He asked, his voice strained.

"You might see yourself like that, but I don't." I said, trying to reassure him.

"Really? Because last time I checked I used you. I lied to you and had no reason for it. You had a reason and yeah sure I am not okay with it but it was still a better reason than I had. All I wanted was to get you in bed to prove everyone that I am still a player and nobody can change that." He said, blurting out all that he has been containing in ever since I announced to the school that I loved him. "How could you love somebody like that?"

I looked down at my painted red nails, "I don't know."

Gavin didn't say anything else as we just sat there in silence.

A few minutes had passed when Gavin finally spoke up. "Were you ever going to tell me who you were?"

"No." I admitted.

"Wow, so all I was to you was a puppet on a string?" He asked, his tone of voice harsh.

"No, because the person who I was when I was with you was really me. I never once lied to you, because Tommy is a nickname for Thomas. I used to call him that when he was a little baby because I found Thomas to be such a mouthful."

Gavin just stared at me, his expression was blank. "The only thing I kept from you was who my parents were. And last time I checked, my parents weren't my personality."

"Why should I forgive you? I am not like the rest of the idiots in there. My judgement of you can't just change because you are good with words."

"Because you love me just as much as I love you." I admitted, just throwing the most dangerous word that I knew out there.

"And how could you prove that?" He asked, looking at me skeptically.

"Like this." I said, grabbing his face in my hands and bringing his lips towards mine as I moved my lips against his.

He didn't respond for a couple of seconds before he responded finally grasping what I was doing. I was in charge of the kiss but it didn't last very long before Gavin took over, his mouth was hot against mine as the kiss began to get more intense. He tasted like peppermint and alcohol.

He pulled away resting his forehead on mine. "Is that all you got?" Gavin questioned, breathlessly.

I shook my head, "You've seen nothing yet." I muttered, closing the gap between us and placing my eager lips onto his once more. My hands made its way into his hair as his hands were roaming my body, he didn't place his hands so far down due to because were sitting down but he respected the privacy which I was thankful for.

Half my body was now leaning on Gavin as he pulled my body closer to his. His lips licked the bottom of my lips for entrance, I was hesitant for a few seconds before he bit down on my lip causing me to open up my mouth in surprise. Our tongues mingled and I could swear right then and there, that this kiss with Gavin could beat anyone's kiss even a kiss with Leonardo DiCaprio in his teen age.

Gavin was the first to pull away, when his eyes got wide. He looked at me with same wide eyes as I just stared at him. Unsure to why he broke the kiss.

He pushed me off him, as he stood up. Pacing back and forth, he seemed to have a lot going on. When he finally stopped walking back and forth he looked at me with a regretful look.

"That shouldn't have happened," He said.

"What?"

"I am only eighteen. The only person I have ever loved was Garrett and my mom. And look what happened to her? She left." He said, sounding hysterical. "I can't love you because all you are going to do is take it and run and I refuse to let that happen to me again."

I didn't know what to say. I was speechless.

I stared at Gavin with no words, my mouth was slightly agape.

"I-I have to go." Gavin said, turning around and walking away. As more pieces of my already fragile heart was breaking more so.

Saying that I saw standing in an empty parking lot as I watched Gavin's figure walk away is a lie.

Not only I am now hurt even more than I ever should be. But, I also do know that getting Gavin to speak what about what just happened a few seconds ago is going to be harder than I ever wanted it to be.

I rubbed the goose bumps starting to appear on my arm as I folded my arms over my chest as I tear made its way down my cheek.

I wasn't stupid and I knew that whatever just happened with Gavin and his panic attack. I knew it had something to do with our kiss and it kind of freaked me out that he unable and scared to love somebody other than Garrett.

I looked up to the sky as I felt a few raindrops starting to fall down. "Why does everything bad have to happen to me?" I muttered, staring up at the sky. Chapter Fifty-Two: Lost Boys

“Imagine if that happened here,” Thomas whispered, both our eyes glued to the screen in front of us.

I watched as we watched the dome of the United States Capitol exploded into pieces. “They would be mayhem everywhere.” I whispered back, shoving some more popcorn into my mouth.

Today was the day mom and dad came back from England, so Thomas and I are taking the last few hours we have of peace to watch White House Down.

Thomas suggested it, the only reason being he wanted to see all the explosions that the movie contained. I on the other hand, agreed only because it had Channing Tatum and no girl could say no to that.

We were in the screening room, designated for movies or to let Thomas play his video games.

The only sounds that were heard was coming from our mouths as we chewed and from the television as sounds of the ambulances and fire trucks filled the room.

There was a knock on the door, causing Thomas to let out a groan. If there was anything Thomas hated more than vegetables was being interrupted when he was watching a movie.

I stopped the movie as Ricky came in. “Hey guys.” He said, coming over to us.

Thomas glared at Ricky. “Can we help you with something or did you just interrupt us for no reason at all?” Thomas questioned.

Ricky narrowed his dark eyes at Thomas, “Watch it bud. You aren’t even allowed to be watching television in the first place.”

Thomas turned his head back to the screen, muttering to himself as he slouched down in his seat.

I ignored my brother’s rudeness, giving my full attention to Ricky. “So, is there a reason you interrupted us?”

Ricky scratched the back of his head as he looked at me awkwardly. “There’s something or well someone that I think is here for you.” 

“O-okay?” I wasn’t quite sure where this conversation was going.

“Just come with me.” He said, waving his hand to follow him as he walked out of the screening room without any other words.

I got up from my seat to catch up with Ricky, but before I left I turned back to Thomas remembering something. “Don’t you dare continue the movie without me.” I warned, I hated when he did that because then he would refuse to go back to the parts that I had missed.

Thomas just let out another groan as he waved his hand at me, not making any more comments. I heard him muttering to himself but he didn’t say anything more.

I ignored him, leaving the screening room and walking down the hall in search of Ricky. I walked past the front door when I heard some voices coming from the kitchen.

Once I entered the kitchen my eyes automatically went to Melinda. She was talking to a little boy, but his back was faced towards me so I couldn’t get a look at his face.

“Where are your parents?”

The boy didn’t respond, he just shook his head.

“What’s going on?” I questioned, walking over towards Melinda.

“The guards found this boy outside the gates wandering. They asked him where his parents were but he didn’t say anything.”

“Did you guys call the police?”

“We were going to, but then the boy gave us this letter.” She said, handing me a letter.

I grasped the letter in my shaking hands as I noticed my name written on top of the envelope in messy handwriting.

I opened up the letter, curious to what was inside of it.

Alice,

I just needed sometime alone. I know you won’t understand- no one