Unexpected Love [GXG]

Chapter 15: She's A Girl!

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POV: Enid

Fatima and I were dancing to her favourite song—
well… she was more like drunkenly jumping around like an overexcited toddler on sugar.

She suddenly started waving her hands in the air like the crazy girl she is. I didn’t think much of it—she was wasted, so this was basically her normal personality but louder. I kept moving my hips in time with the pounding music.

That is… until I felt a presence behind me.

"Hey, Olivia!" my best friend shouted happily over the speakers.

I stopped dancing instantly.
My entire body froze.

That voice.
That name.
The name that had been living rent-free in my head for days.

Slowly—too slowly—I turned around.
And there she was.

The blonde.

Her ocean-blue eyes dragged down my body before snapping back up to meet mine. Not subtly either. Like she couldn’t help it.

Is she checking me out?

Heat shot up my cheeks so fast I almost choked. I tore my gaze away from her bright smile, tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear like an idiot.

"Close your mouth before a bug gets in," my stupid best friend—who never shuts up—teased loudly.

I shot Tima a death glare.
Olivia quickly looked away, cheeks pink.

Blushing?
No. No, no. I’m drunk. I’m imagining things.

Meanwhile Tima was still teasing the blonde like she was auditioning for a comedy show. I kept glaring at her, silently begging her to stop, but she pretended not to see me and just kept going.

Honestly, I do not understand this girl sometimes.

"C’mon guys, the game has already begun!" Mia’s slurred voice suddenly cut through the music as she stumbled toward us, looking like she’d been missing for an hour because she was wrestling gravity.

Allison and Leo immediately stopped dancing and followed the redhead, who was walking like her legs were made of noodles, toward the bonfire area where the game was happening.

"Let’s go, you guys!" Tima shouted, already marching after them without a single care in the world.

That’s the thing about Tima—fun calls, she answers. Immediately.

Olivia looked back at me, and I couldn’t help the smile that tugged at my lips. I didn’t know where the courage came from—maybe the alcohol, maybe insanity—but I lifted my hand toward her.

Blame it on the drink,
because Tima forced me to take one shot… which somehow became four more.

Olivia’s smile widened—bright, warm, almost shy—as she slipped her hand into mine.

God.
My stomach did a full gymnastics routine.

It was such a strange feeling—this warm fluttering, this giddy nervousness—and I silently prayed my hands weren’t sweaty.