Adrien's POV

Later that night, roughly around nine-thirty in the evening, Karsten, Faryn, Luella and I hung out together in the living room, drinking and eating pizza. We've all been busy these last couple of weeks with school and other responsibilities, so we thought it would be nice to have a night to hang out, drink, and just talk.

"Ugh this is exactly what I needed on a Friday night; a large pepperoni pizza and a bottle of alcohol to wash away my stress," Luella raised her bottle of red wine in the air, before dipping her head back and taking a swing of it. She leaned back against the arm of the couch, throwing her legs over Faryn's lap.

Karsten laughed, "Yeah, same here." He sat cross-legged on the floor in front of the coffee table, taking a pizza slice from the pizza box and took a bite out of it.

I smiled crookedly. I paused when my phone vibrated on the floor next to me as I took a sip of my drink, and briefly leaned over to look at the text message.

"Ooooh, is that Luka?" Karsten wiggled his brows at me, looking amused. A blush coated my cheeks and I rolled my eyes at him, shitting my phone off and sliding it far away from me.

"Luka?" Luella perked up then, suddenly curious, sitting up straighter, "what about him? Am I missing something?"

"I caught the two of them this afternoon about to suck face," Karsten laughed at Luella, then looked at me with a wide grin, I blushed harder, "and he just texted you. What did he say?"

"It's nothing," I shook my head.

"Wait, hold up," Luella cut in, gasping, "He kissed you?? Oh my god! How come I didn't know about this??"

"He didn't kiss me," I said, embarrassed, "he...we almost kissed. But it's not that serious."

"Oh come on, it is serious!" Karsten said, "you guys almost kissed! That means he likes you! There's obviously some kind of spark between you guys. I mean, you're always together it seems."

I sighed, shrugging, "maybe...I don't know. We didn't exactly talk about it after. After you left, we just had lunch and talked about other stuff. He never brought it up. It was like it never happened."

"Well, I feel like the more important question is, do you like him?" Faryn spoke up.

"I don't know...honestly. I don't know how I feel."

"You should talk about it with him. I mean, you guys almost kissed and now he's pretending it didn't happen? Definitely some missing communication there," Karsten said.

I nodded my head slowly, looking down at my lap. I gazed down at the half-drunken alcohol in my glass. Immediately, my thoughts went to Preston.

It's been five months since we broke up, and four months since we made up and started to mend our friendship. Even though it's already been five months, it was still on my mind, and even though I would have let Luka kiss me just then in the heat of the moment, I didn't know how I would have felt afterwards. Would I have liked it? Would I have wanted him to continue?

I didn't feel anything. I didn't know if I liked him as a friend or more. It was confusing, my attraction to other people has always been confusing to me. I wasn't uncomfortable with the idea of being with Luka, but it didn't make me giddy or anything either. Not like it did with Preston.

Which is why I was confused. Why was Preston the only person to ever make me feel something when it came to relationships?

"You'll figure it out. Just take your time and rush into things. And you have us of course, to talk to and to help you figure things out," Faryn told me. When I looked up, I saw that they were smiling fondly at me. I smiled back.

"Thanks, guys."

"Yeah, Faryn is right! Take your time," Luella nodded, sipping her wine once more, "but Luka is seriously cute. So if you don't want him, I'll take him for myself."

I laughed, shaking my head. Karsten and Faryn also laughed.

We went back to talking about other things, and that's how the rest of the night went. Just the four of us, all hanging out, and having a good time.