Heaven's pov
What the hell is wrong with me? I kissed the person I loathe and despise so much, again! Why?
That's all I've been thinking about the past few days. I've been trying my best to avoid Valentina, but it's like she's there all the damn time.
I know that I don't like girls. I don't feel anything towards other girls, but with Valentina it's like she's a drug and I can't stop.
Speaking of Valentina, I don't know who's threatening her. Now that's it's stopped, I have no suspects and I decided to just give up on it.
Currently, I'm sitting on my bed with Fernanda and Deena on my side, laying on their stomachs while they're on their phones.
I decided to invite them over because maybe they'll distract me from the brunette girl that's on my mind. She's always on my mind and I don't understand why.
"So how's cheer practice?" Fernanda speaks, finally getting the awkward tension out of the room.
"It's good." I say with a monotone voice. Fernanda smirks before talking, "How's Valentina?"
I knew she was going to mention her.
"Why don't you ask her?" I ask, my tone is now annoyed because Fernanda mentioned the girl I dislike. Just the thought about thinking of her infuriates me.
"Because I don't talk to her as much." Fernanda says in a sarcastic tone, but I just roll my eyes and avert my eyes towards Deena who's scrolling on someone's page on Instagram.
I decide to look and see the horror of who she's looking at. Valentina.
She has Instagram? Of course she does. I'm too blind to notice because I have so much followers, so I don't really know.
Deena is looking at her pictures like she admires her. I know that she has a crush on her, but she knows that she can't date her.
She's off limits.
"Why are you looking at pictures of Valentina?" I ask, raising my eyebrows in question. Deena blushes, which makes me huff in annoyance.
"Why can't I? She's gorgeous." Deena remarks, still looking at one of her selfies and smiling at the picture.
I narrow my eyes at Fernanda who doesn't look at the phone, however, she looks at me and smirks.
"Why don't you ask her out?" Fernanda suggests, still looking at me. What the hell is she trying to do?
"I'm scared. What if she rejects me? I don't even know if she likes gi-"
"Trust me she definitely does. Gina told me she was bisexual, but more interested in girls." Fernanda cuts her off, and Deena taps her phone like she's trying to think of something.
The way I'm imaging Deena asking Valentina out makes me mad. Why? I shouldn't feel this way. I don't like her, I don't like girls, I have a boyfriend, and I definitely don't care. So why does it bother me?
"If you're going to do it, don't do it through text." I reply nonchalantly.
Fernanda nods at my statement and Deena glares at me with a confused glance, but eventually brushes it off.
"Isn't she into that Jay guy? I don't want to be a home wrecker."
Fernanda laughs loudly causing Deena and I to look at her confused.
"Sorry, I'm just thinking about how Jay thinks he's actually good looking for Valentina. He literally looks like an alien." Fernanda says, and I struggle a laugh.
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One Kiss Left
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