|Rose's P.O.V|
"Kyle?" I question in disbelief.
He actually came to see me...
"Hi, heard you were uhh...not exactly feeling well." He says nervously, walking closer and giving me the fresh red roses.
I smile, admiring the beauty. "Thanks, you didn't have to since you don't really know me, or well remember..."
He frowns. "You were next to me everyday whilst I was in a coma. I can't just ignore someone like that." He says softly, stroking my cheek.
I was lost for words that my mouth kept closing and opening for a few seconds. "How did you know...?"
He grins. "Recognised your voice."
"Oh."
"I remembered something last night. It was a small flashback but it's still progress." He says, his hand is unconsciously placed on my thigh, leaving a tingly sensation.
"You remembered that I am awesome?"
He laughs, shaking his head. "No, I remembered that we both won prom King and Queen."
I was slightly disappointed that it wasn't something more but like he said, it's still progress.
He checks his phone "Well, your majesty, I best be going as I have an appointment." He says poshly, taking my hand and giving a small peck. "Until then, my Queen." He smirks and walks out, leaving me in an even bigger mess of emotions and cheeks as red as those roses.
What are you doing to me Kyle? I'm falling for you more everyday.
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"So I told the bitch that she couldn't borrow my brand new Dior show mascara as she can seriously contaminate it with her filth and she fucking threatened to rip my eye lashes out!" Laura complains angrily as we walk to gym class. "I then had the most awesome comeback ever and this is what I said," She clears her throat. "Well at least I have eyelashes unlike you who has to stick on a whole broom. And you should of seen the look on her face." She laughs wildly whilst I look at her with a bored expression.
"Who was this again?" I question, stepping into the gym.
"Angelica."
I gasp in shock and stare at Laura with wide eyes. "The same mental psychotic burnt ass tarantula who without shame decided to organise a surprise party for Kyle!?"
"....Yes, that would be her. The party's today by the way, are you going?"
"Kind of... but I have a plan." I smirk evilly and chuckle whilst staring at my best friend.
"Ooooh, can I join in with your evil plan!" She chuckles deeply. "I have the perfect outfit!"
"Yes. Yes. Welcome to the dark side."
After last period had ended, I quickly leave the classroom trying to find Kyle. I spot him walking alone back towards his dorm room.
"Hey Kyle!" I say in a cheerful tone, catching up with his abnormally large strides.
He stares at me in confusion before smiling, nearly making me forget my own name. "Hi, sorry I'm kinda use to being called William, but whats up?"
"Well, I was just wondering what you're up to tonight."
"I think they're organising a party for me after recovering." He replies.
"Wait, how did you know?"
"Some peoples whispers can be heard a mile away." He laughs and shakes his head.
I too chuckle. "Tell me about it."
"You better come."
"Oh I'll be there." I chuckle whilst walking away.
"Damn I look sexy!" Laura whistles, checking herself out in the mirror.
We were currently preparing for our genius plan. By preparing I mean dressing up in black so we could crash into the party and steal Kyle.
"Laura, I know you look good and everything but we need to run, therefore 5 inch stilettos aren't going to do you any justice."
She shrugs, pulling her tight strapless top up a bit. Along with it she wore tight black jeans and black jacket. She applies red lipstick and puts on her black sunglasses as a disguise. I too wear something similar, feeling sexy aswell. Except with actual comfy shoes.
"We are two gorgeous hotties!" Laura squeals, taking selfies and I too join in, completely forgetting about our so called plan.
"Oh my gosh, delete that one, my left eye looks retarded!" I state horrified.
"Awwwwh, but I look good!" She pouts.
"Crop me out then."
"Okay, okay. This time, let's make a cute pose and take a mirror selfie." She says excitedly as we get into position.
"Ohh I love this picture! I'm going make it my lock screen!"
"Send it to me!!" I exclaim.
Suddenly realising why we're even dressed up in black , I check the time on my phone. "LAURA! OPERATION KIDNAP MR HOTTIE HAS FAILED!"
"Oh crap! Nope we still got time, chill." She says grabbing my wrist and we walk out of our dorm room.
Putting on my mask from last years masquerade, we quickly walk down the corridor towards the gym where the party was currently being held at.
If that bitch thought she could try to steal Kyle away from me, well she's wrong.
'Cause it does take two to play a game and I intend on winning.
With our professional ninja skills and well rehearsed entry, we sneak in undetected and stand towards the back behind a rack of basketballs.
"Can you see him?" Laura whispers, eyeing the crowd.
"Nope." I frown, scanning around.
"Are you two okay? You look like criminals." Someone whispers from between us and we both let out a blood curdling scream, turning to face the uncultured swine.
"FUCKING HELL MALCOLM!" Laura yells, punching his arm.
"Ow stop it!" He hisses back at her.
"How did you know it was us?" I question grumpily.
Was our disguise not disguisy enough?
"I'm your best friend. I think I'd know what your asses look like when you're bending like that." He laughs, earning a punch each from Laura and I.
"Ouch! Act like humans you demented souls!" He rubs his arms. "And I was kidding, I knew Laura by her heels because I was with her when she bought them and I just assumed that you're the other chick with her.
"Chick? Chick!? DO I LOOK LIKE AN UNDER DEVELOPED BABY CHICKEN TO YOU?"
"Rose! Shhhh, we need to continue with our plan."
"They can't hear us, the music is too loud." I shrug, continuing with my eye search for Kyle.
"If you're both looking for Kyle, he's at the toilets." We stare at him and his eyes goes back and forth between us awkwardly. "Just thought I'd let you guys know." He scratches the back of his neck and runs away.
"Men." Laura shakes her head in disappointment. Then looking back at the crowd, she smirks. "I just found my husband! He winked at me." She fans herself and runs to join the dancing crowd.
With my mouth wide open out of pure shock, I manage to compose myself and walk towards the bathroom. Entering the male toilets, I look around but it seems to be empty. Frowning, I turn to leave when a hand suddenly shuts the door close.
Turning around, I come face to face with a smirking Lewis. I roll my eyes. He is just like his sister.
Before I could tell him to remove his hand, he speaks up in a husky voice. "Hey there, beautiful." He stands closer and twirls a bit of my hair between his fingers. "What's your name?"
My name? What?
I suddenly realised with the mask I was wearing, he couldn't recognise it was me which was odd considering it barley hid much.
"Uhh..." His lips were too close. I was feeling slightly uncomfortable and visibly gulp to which he notices.
"Do I make you nervous? I hope it's a good nervous." He smiles, stroking my cheek. "You know," He frowns before continuing. "Your eyes seem familiar. They look like someone else I know, maybe that's why I'm so intrigued by them." He whispers with a sad smile.
Please stop....You're making me feel so guilty.
"Lewis I-" I was cut short when I felt his lips on mine, moving gently.
Shocked, I shove his chest hard, watching him stumble backwards a little. "What the hell Lewis!?" My breathing was uneven and for some reason it felt as though the temperature has increased significantly.
Due to the heavy breathing, I notice the way his eyes travelled to my chest lustfully.
This is not like him.
"Lewis, are you drunk?"
"You even sound like her." He whispers, closing his eyes.
"That's 'cause it is me." I cross my arms and roll my eyes out of irritation.
In less than a second, he had my hands up above my shoulders, his forehead against mine and that was when I smelt the alcohol.
"Stop it!" I yell out, when I feel his hot lips on my neck.
I shiver in fear as his lips trail down lower. "Lewis stop! This isn't you!" I plead but it was like he couldn't hear me.
"She said to fucking let go!" Another deep and familiar voice booms, grabbing Lewis by the back of the shirt and harshly pulling him away from me.
Kyle.
Where was he before!?
"Are you okay?" He questions with concern.
I nod and take off the mask. My eyes averting to Lewis, who was on the floor leaning against the wall, staring up at me with deep intensity. Kyle glares at Lewis but he only chuckles, not even slightly intimidated by Kyle.
Lewis scoffs and get up. "I guess you'll both make a cute couple and tell your children how both of you are poor innocent orphans who happen to fall in love and all that cheesy shit." He grumbles.
I was however confused with his words.
"Orphans?" I whisper, wondering why he used plural.
Only Kyle is an orphan here.
"Oh didn't you know? Oops." He shrugs as my eyes widen and my hand flies to cover my trembling mouth.
"I read it in your file when we were looking for Kyle's." He shrugs again, looking bored.
That was when I collapsed to the floor, my eyes blurring up as my head shakes in denial.
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