"No way,"
It was about fifteen minutes 'til sunrise and Kingsley wanted to take me into the tunnels with him.
"C'mon. It'll be fun," he laughed and I glared at him.
"No way," I repeated.
Kingsley grinned, lunging towards me and grabbing my arm.
I screamed, losing my balance on the tunnel's wet entrance, almost falling flat on my face.
Which I didn't.
Somebody caught me from behind and I struggled in their grip to face them.
Kingsley.
Our faces were only inches apart, and I caught myself staring into his eyes.
"Enjoying the view?" he asked, smirking and I pulled away, brushing the moment off.
God!
I refused to let myself indulge in any weird fantasies he was planting in my brain.
"I can't see a thing Kingsley," I grumbled and I heard him laugh from somewhere in front of me.
"Should've brought a flashlight," he replied and I huffed.
"I did. It's missing,"
"You sure about that?"
Something hard hit my face and I recoiled in shock and pain.
Bending down in the dim light to pick it up, I growled.
My flashlight.
"Ow!" I cried, though the pain was already dulling.
"Found it," Kingsley spoke in a sing-song tone.
"I can't believe you," I hissed.
"Really? Cos I can,"
"Whatever," I grumbled, walking faster now.
The end of the tunnel was coming into view, much to my delight, though if Kingsley walked any slower he was risking being burned to a crisp.
"Training for the Olympics there Carpenter?" he asked and I glanced behind me.
"What?" I replied testily and he laughed softly.
"What's got you all twisted? Speed walking. You could win gold at that pace,"
I rolled my eyes at the comment though I couldn't help but smile a little.
Its not like he could see me...right?
The rest of the walk was quiet and after a few minutes we had fallen into step with each other.
Which made me angry.
Definitely.
Ugh.
"Here we are," Kingsley announced, leading us out of the tunnel.
"Thank God," I grumbled and he smirked.
"You cant tell me you didn't enjoy yourself tonight,"
I felt my cheeks heat up, though I prayed he didn't notice.
"Watch me. I. Did. Not. Enjoy. Myself,"
He rolled his eyes, still grinning.
"Liar,"
"I'm not lying! You're the most self-confident, irritating...ugh loser of a guy I've ever met!" I exclaimed.
His smile dropped for a second and hurt flashed through both of us.
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