𝑇𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑓𝑒𝑟<𝑉𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑥𝑓𝑒𝑚𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟>

Chapter 7

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I woke to a noise on my window. I was a little scared but I got up to see what it was. I looked through and saw Wyatt. I opened my window and looked around, "Wyatt, what the hell are you doing here? How do you know where I live?" I whispered to him. "Nice to see you too," he said, climbing In from my window. He looked around my room, "Nice place." "Shhh! You'll wake up Vance!" I whispered again. "I'm sorry." He whispered back, placing his hand on the side of my face. Why was he being so nice to me now? "I came to apologize for earlier. And everyone knows where everyone lives in this town." He said. "I didn't mean to snap at you earlier I was just uh, caught off guard by Vance's actions. And it kinda hurt." He said, pointing at a bandage on his nose. "Thank you. Also, I still think you look nice," I complimented him, smiling. He grinned, "Thank you" he then picked me up and kissed me. It was just us and the moonlight shining in and it was wonderful. I mean, I didn't expect him to kiss me but I loved every second. I closed my eyes and wrapped my arms around him. He placed his hands on my waist, pulling me closer. We heard a small noise outside my room and he broke the kiss. "I should go" he whispered in my ear, kissing my neck. I got butterflies and smiled, "I'll see you tomorrow." I replied as he slipped out of my window. I smiled to myself as I shut it and rubbed my lips with my thumb. Did he really just kiss me? I was such a wreck now. I went into the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water. I leaned on the counter as I drank it. I then heard someone say, "You guys weren't as quiet as you thought you were." It was Vance. I spit my water out from shock as I saw him under the shallow light from the lights under the cabinets. "Were you watching us you creep?!" I exclaimed. "Nope. Glad you think of me that way though." He responded sarcastically. "I was going to the bathroom and I heard you talking to someone and had a good guess of who it was." I sat my cup down and covered my face a little. "Why do you hate him so much?" I asked quietly. Vance sighed and threw his head back a little, "Look, he's not the person you think he is. He's a goody-two-shoes asshole who likes to manipulate girls." "That sounds like you besides the goody part..." I mumbled. "I heard that! Plus, I just-" he paused, "I don't want him to hurt you. Trust me, holding crying, broken-hearted girls isn't fun." I looked at him, his face looked more sincere than ever. I nodded my head and took a sip of my water. Who do I really believe though? Wyatt literally just kissed me. Surely that wasn't fake, right?