Tyrone Barker's pov:
I had just kissed my enemy. The girl I hated. I couldn't help it, she looked so pretty in the moonlight and- oh for fucks sake, Tyrone. Stop fawning over her.
She pulled away, her cheeks were rosy red. She was blushing.
"That was fucking weird." She laughed, running her hands through her hair.
"I- I'm sorry for everything. I've been a dickhead." I said, if I wanted a shot with this girl I would have to at least try and woo her.
"Thank you." She smiled. I loved how she said 'thank you' and not 'it's ok' or 'it's fine'. She knew it wasn't fine at all. I know it isn't fine at all. She pecked me on the cheek. "I have to go, bye Tyrone!" She walked off leaving me mesmerised. I had to make this woman mine. And only mine.
Narrators pov:
Anastasia walked into her dorm, Prince was doing his hair. She picked out an outfit. White Lululemon jacket and white leggings, a fur, shoulder less coat and a White pom-pom hat. She went in the bathroom and got changed into that, the. Walked out.
"You look nice." Prince smiled. He had on a grey hoodie, massive puffer jacket and black tracksuit bottoms, with a balaclava.
"You too." She said, sitting down on her bed.
"Let's go, we're going to be late!" Prince grabs her hand and rushes out of the door,
They hopped on a gondola.
"I'm not going to ski." Anastasia says, scratching her nose with her long white nail.
"Your missing out." Prince sighs. "It's a lot of fun."
"I'm tired, I didn't get much sleep."
It's true, she has been having trouble sleeping, she's upset about her parents divorcing.
"Ok." Prince smiled.
"Time me, I want to try and do a jump." He said
"Don't break your leg, remember when me, you, Robin, Nicole and my mum went hiking in the mountains and you thought it would be funny to jump down that steep hill? You were in that cast for a while. You couldn't even go down the stairs." Anastasia laughed.
"Oh shut up, Annie. It wouldn't of happened if you warned me. I was fourteen, for fuck sake."
"Prince, I did warn you! I told you 'Prince, if you jump your going to get hurt, don't do it.' But no, you didn't listen because your always right!"
"I am mostly right, but on some occasions, which are very rare I may add, I'm not quite right."
"We are here!" Anastasia smirked, walking out and Prince following her.
Henry was sat down, fiddling with his gloves. That's when Anastasia remembered. Shit, she forgot her gloves!
"Fuck, I forgot my gloves!" She smiled, sitting down next to Henry. He scrambled around his backpack and he whipped out a pair of black gloves.
"Here." Henry smiled, passing them to her.
"Your a lifesaver." I smirked.
Tyrone approached Anastasia, with a cold, disgusted look. "Why'd you come?" He spat.
She was confused, he had just kissed her the night before and now he was going back to being a dickhead.
"Tyrone? What the fuck?" I sighed, getting up to face him. Kitty went to go join them, sliding her arm around Tyrone's.
"Babe, what's happening?" She sneered.
Anastasia felt as if a dagger went through her heart. Come on, this is Tyrone we are talking about, why would he suddenly change?
"Your a fucking joke, Tyrone Barker, a fucking joke." Anastasia spat, stomping away.
Tyrone felt bad, he had to do this for his reputation. Jess's long dark brown hair glided in the wind as she laughed with him, eventually getting close enough to caress his cheek.
This was enough to send Tyrone off the edge. He moved her wrist away, made sure no one was looking and grabbed Anastasia by the wrist and took her to a more secluded place.
"What the fuck!" She shouted, slapping him on the arm.
"Sia, listen," he began.
"What the fuck! Why are you so rude when you kissed me. Explain that!"
"Im not big on PDA."
"PDA!" Anastasia laughed manically. "Kitty was all over you! Your obviously dating!"
"No! No! I don't like her! I-I just don't want people to know about our thing yet."
"We don't have a thing."
"So the kiss meant nothing to you?" Tyrone asked.
"I'm not saying that but it's not like we're dating!"
"I know." Tyrone replied shortly.
"Then why are you acting like it!" Anna giggled.
"Whatever." Tyrone sighed and walked away.
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I would give my soul for you
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