Fake it

Chapter 11

The stares Ashley was giving me send a chill to run up my spine.

I turn my head back to face Cole. I can feel his hands run up my sides and then stop at my waist, his eyes on Ashley. I tense up against his touch. I have never been held like this. His hands are strangely warm against my flesh.

He brings his face down nonchalanty, giving me a cheeky smile. "Most girls would be thrilled to have me hold them. It's okay to get nervous around me, then again it's only natural"

I scoff at his conceitedness. "Don't flatter yourself. Your hands are just cold" I defend.

He chuckles, "Yea I know". He then fixes his gaze behind me and glowered suspiciously. I try to turn my head back around and find out what Ashley was doing. But he stops me by placing a hand on top of my head and turning it so I face him instead.

There he goes again touching me without permission.

"Why do always put your hands on me withou-" I ask curious.

"Why do you always complain and have to argue?" He mocks

I pout. "I don't always complain."

He scrutinizes me, he seems to have an inscrutable look on his face. Really looking at him like this, he isn't as annoying. His dirty blonde hair sculpts his physical features, and his sea green eyes become really clear standing still like this. I can't lie, he's gorgeous.

He stares back into my eyes, as if searching for something. We stay like that, until he finally broke the silence. "Kiss me" he breathes out in a smoky voice. His eyes looked different.

Que?!

"Hey!" A high pitched voice interupts my thoughts. Cole and I turn our attention to the source of the voice, and there she is standing there with her hands clasped together.

"Hey. Have you meet my new girlfriend?" Cole asks her not moving from his positon. We were currently holding onto eachother, his hand on both sides of my waist and my arms on his sides. Realizing our closeness, I distance myself from him.

"Yeah, Yvette is it?" she asks with a smile sending daggers at me.

I clear my throat, clearly uncomftorable. Stay calm Yvette, she's just jealous. No need to get mad. I form my hands into fists, peercing my nails onto my skin so I don't say anything reckless.

Cole notices this and intertwines his fingers with mine.

"You guys seem close." Ashley smiles widely, fire evident in her eyes.

Cole smirks satisfied with Ashley's reaction to all of this. Okay, now it's my turn to step it up.

I am definitely not in my right mind right now. So might as well take advantage of it. I turn to Cole and place both of my hands on each cheek. His eyes widen at the sudden action. I pull his face to mine, interlocking our lips.

His lips were soft and wet, they tasted like the beer I have been chugging down all night. This was my first kiss so I had no idea what I was doing, but Cole seemed to take control as he wrapped an arm around my waist pulling me closer to his chest.

I sneak a peek at Ashley, her face was so red.

I pull away quickly and turn to her. I clear my throat and wipe my lips a bit. "I'm getting kind of bored, let's go Cole. Bye." I grab Coles hand and wave at Ashley, who only stared back in disbelief.