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Kiara's Pov:

I was laying down on my bed, staring at my plain white ceiling. For some unknown reason, I couldn't fall asleep. Even after making myself hot strawberry tea and changing into my comfortable pyjamas. It's not for some unknown reason. I ignored my inner voice.

I arrived back home a few minutes ago. I didn't drink much so I was the designated driver for the night. I had dropped off a few friends on my way back and had carried a sloppily walking Tia back to her room.

I tried closing my eyes and falling asleep. I groaned and rolled back over for the umpteenth time. I was frustrated and the sweet kiss didn't seem to leave my mind.

I got up and walked outside, towards the kitchen. I looked at the antique wall clock Tia insisted on bringing, it displayed a clear 1:30 am. I was sure the party would be going on till dawn. I grabbed a cold water bottle and took a sip.

My mind had somehow wandered back to that kiss. I banged my head on the counter table repeatedly but gently, blaming myself for overthinking.

It was just a kiss. A useless kiss which shall not be spoken of. I thought and tried to think about something else.

Seth had left an hour ago as he needed to pack. He was leaving tomorrow and Tia was devastated. She was skipping school tomorrow to spend the day with him and see him off. I wondered about how I would be left alone tomorrow with my head full of thoughts about 'who shall not be named'.

I finished the remaining water, throwing the bottle in the bin. A few cold droplets running down the corner of my mouth. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand.

Knock! Knock! The startling noise of a series of knocks made me jump. Maybe it is Ms, Cavanaugh, our 62-year old neighbour. I cautiously moved towards the door and looked through the peephole.

My jaw dropped when I saw who was standing outside of the door. This can't be happening. You guessed it! My archnemesis was standing outside of the door looking sexy as heck.

"Go away!" I whispered through the door in hopes that he would, for once, actually listen to me. "Open the damned door," I heard him yell from outside. It was pretty loud and I opened the door suddenly, scared that our neighbours would file a complaint. "What do you want?" I glared at him with a hand resting on my hips.

"Let me in," he demanded with a stoic expression. I stood there with a confused face as I watched him rake his eyes over my body. He was still dressed in the clothes from before. He side stepped me and came into the apartment. Did he not understand that he wasn't welcomed here?

"Get out!" I whisper-shouted at him. He was honestly getting on my nerves and if he didn't leave soon I would do something I would greatly regret, I was sure of it.

"Cute PJs," he smirked at me. As soon as I realized what I was wearing, my hands reached down to cover myself. I was wearing a short yellow silk dress which reached till my mid-thigh without any bra because let's be honest, who the hell sleeps with their bra on. My tiny hands tried to cover both my hardened nipples and my exposed legs. His eyes seemingly darkened even more from their usual dark/navy blue almost black colour.

"I-uhm-I," I stuttered and moved back. "Did you just get back from some guy's house that you're dressed like that?" He asked with a scoff and moved forward.

I stared at him dumbfounded, "W-what?" I asked. When what his said sunk in I pushed him away, not making much of a difference as he had a big built.

As if I suddenly grew a backbone, "Get the fuck out!" I yelled loudly, but not enough to disturb the hammered girl in her room. "And if I don't?" He questioned mockingly.

My patience was running on a thin string now. "You think you can just invite yourself into my place and then you have the nerve to indirectly call me a whore?" My eyes narrowed into slits. He shrugged his shoulders, an amused look in his eyes.

"You think this," I pointed between him and I, "Is funny? Well news flash, it's not. You're just an insufferable jerk who thinks he can kiss anyone out of nowhere because the whole girl population thinks he's some kind of God?" I take a deep breath to calm myself.

"Are you trying to insult me or just increase my ego?" He smirks again. Oh God, that fucking smirk. What I would do to punch it off his face then kiss the hell out of it. Language, Kia, language. I remind myself.

"You are the most infuriating person I have ever met," I yell and turn to walk around because arguing with him is of no use and my legs are already tired.

"The feeling is mutual," He said and stepped forward, invading my personal space and gripped my wrist, keeping me from walking away.

"Stay away from me!" I gulp and take a step backwards, bumping into the kitchen counter. Way too cliché for my liking, I think and internally groan.

"I can't after the way you kissed me," He's just a few inches away from me. One step and our lips would be touching. I involuntarily shiver as I'm very much aware of the close proximity.

"Wha-" I open my mouth to question his choice of words but i am instead greeted with his soft lips on mine instead.

They were rough. I liked it. I hated that I liked it. Why did I like it?

My thoughts were interrupted by him putting his hands in my hair and tugging on my brown locks roughly. Oh god, "Fuck it" I mumbled in between the kiss and finally responded, my heart beating erratically against my chest.

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