Define polar opposites.
She's the innocent kind, who's one step away of breaking apart. He's the charming new troublemaker, with a past that'll haunt him sooner than he thinks.
❝Somehow I stumbled upon the one who's supposed to be my first love, w...
Chapter fourteen: We Didn't Kissed. Our Lips Simply Touched Each Other
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"Are y'all acting that you're in TheBachelorrete or something?"
Naya snorted, beside me as she crossed her arms eyeing up the three boys aligned in three different types of tuxedos.
You read that right. Tuxedos. Why? Keekee's birthday is in two days, and me being the procastinating queen that I am that means; still no dress, no mask, no gift. No gift, no birthday. I'm the most organized person you'll ever meet.
I was being sarcastic.
Of course I called up Angel, and his crew and dragged them with me since they had no intentions whatsoever to attend the party that everyone in town has been buzzing about. Being persuasive is my middle sur name.
Wait, thats not the saying.
Anyways, ever since I may or may not have dropped out of dance.
Huh, nothing happened at the thought. Could've sworn I was going to hear everything shriek to a halt, like in movies.
But I'll go into me being with a temporary break with dance, later.
"What do you think Madeline? Since you're practically obligating us." I gave a sheepish smile to my Brit friend's words.
Clearing up my throat, "Drum roll please." I elbowed Naya, to get her out of her phone trance. With a roll of the eyes, she started to act to play invisible drums.
"First runner up, we got Charlie." At the mention of his name, a huge grin surfaced. But that went away a second later, when he started to pose like some Tommy Hilfiger model, with a smirk. Can't blame him, he looked good in that white tuxedo after all.
"Please call me Davies, Charles Davies. Your daughter calls me daddy too."
Sax barked out a laughter, next to Charles. "That's my guy." He have a pat to a proud Charles.
While Angel deadpanned him with a Really, man? face. Naya and I on the other hand, we were hysterical.
"Okay okay, second runner up. Sax, not short for Saxophone. But short for your mama."
"Kaitlyn, that didn't even make sense." Angel commented, as he boredly waited dashing as ever with his red tuxedo.
Look him in the eyes Madeline. You have a boyfriend.
"It did."
"It really didn't."
"Hello!" Sax snapped, having eyes on him immediately. "Spotlight on me, thanks."
Gotta say, that navy blue on his dark complexion looks- woah. And let's not forget the matching fadora hat he topped it off with.
"Last but not least, the devil in disguise and it's ironic with his name, Angel." I announced playfully. He chuckled, waving us off.
"I'll take this off now."
"Dude, you didn't even twirl." I whined.
"Because I'm not fucking Cinderella, Kaitlyn."
"We can make that-"
"Stop being annoying, and let things be." I squeaked at his harsh tone, he must've noticed but didn't do anything. Just sighed, and went into the dressing room to change out of it.
He's agitated. His friends that started being my friends didn't caught on that he actually snapped there.
But I did.
"What did I do now?"
"Boys, are confusing as it is." Naya joked, "Enough of them let's us girls find our dresses while they pay and shit."
Naya is a thrift store pro. She managed to find a good looking ass dress for half of the original price. While this baddie on a budget got something something from Macy's. Don't judge, you shop there occasionally too.
"Yo, there's this new movie drive in by downtown." Sax almost burped out, while we now all finished our pizza. "Wanna check it out?"
"I'm down." Charles perked up.
"Count me in." Naya added.
"I'm not even going to ask if y'all are going, because you're going." Sax joked to me and Angel.
"You guys go ahead, me and Madds are going to catch up with you later." Wait, what? I thought Angel was mad with me. And now he wants me alone in the car, for a an hour or two drive.
Oh Lord, have mercy on me.
Sax glances between us, waggling his eyebrows. "I see you, I see you."
"Okay, hope you kids don't have too much fun." Naya teased, while dangling her car keys."Wish me good luck, with these idiots that like to host concerts in my car. See ya later."
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"I'm sorry."
"For?" I pressed, sensing the awkwardness.
He almost rolled his eyes. The streets were empty at night, stars filled the sky. The silence was something.
"For snapping at you back there. It's not you-"
"It's me." I mocked playfully. Before raising up my hands in surrender, this time he shook his head amused. "Had to, the moment was right there."
He chuckled lowly,"But really, it's not you. Just some stuff that I'm going through, trust me you're one of the facets that make my day."
My heart warmed at his words. "Wanna talk about it?"
He glanced at me, as if he were with an internal debate with himself. Angel sighed. "Why is life so short? Why can't I stay with my youth forever, and not decay in sixty years?"
"It's just how the way supposed to be, I guess." I thought out loud,"But speaking biblically-"
"That's the thing, the Bible has a load of bull. I mean, how are we really supposed to believe some people back then wrote everything down? And from generations to generations, they didn't add a lie to it?"
"You don't believe in God?"
"Eh, not in the one you believe for sure. I just know that there's a greater power out there."
Is there a way you can fall in love the way they think out loud?
"I'm listening." I hummed.
"And we have a purpose?" He laughed nervously. "You don't know how much that thought haunts me. We live, we die. What if you die before fulfilling the reason why you're here in the first place?"
"You're afraid of dying?"
He chuckled at my confused expression, tightening his grip on the steering wheel. "Nah. I'm afraid of what comes next. I know it's dumb, but hey."
"It's not dumb. You know what's dumb? Me dropping out of dance school."
"What? You're joking right?"
"I wasn't feeling it?" I said out loud, and it was heard more like a question. "Instead of being fun, with the years it just got more stressful. And now it feels like a phase."
"If that decision makes you happy, I'll support you Kaitlyn." He said earnestly, as he stopped at a red light. Glancing to me, the faded light on him.
I turned to him, for some reason my heart pumping more blood than usual.
"You don't know how much I dig this friendship." I confessed, with a small smile.
We were closer, our faces. Who was leaning in? Angel, or me?
"Kaitlyn, I'm not going to regret what I'm about to do." He said with his voice in a lower octave.
And then it happened. He closed the gap. Acknowledging that I have a boyfriend, he did it. Me knowing that Lorenzo was probably wondering what I've been up to today, allowed Angel.