Anyone but you.

One Way Or Another

                                  -Chapter 12-

Kylie's POV:

"Malia." I quickly said as I moved way from Ivory's arm on my shoulder, "Malia it's not-"

"Kylie be quiet." She cut me off in a serious tone.

Great....not this again. I thought as I saw Malia's eyes swift from mine to Ivory's.

"Who was it?" She asked Ivory, in a dangerous tone. A tone I had never heard Malia speak with before, "who tried to do this to her?"

"Abby." Ivory told her, "Abby Sheeran, Zac's ex girlfriend."

"Huhhh?" I asked in shock, I thought they were together...

Ivory and Malia completely ignored me. Exchanging looks to each other from left to right. As if I was one with the bathroom walls or something.

"Ugh of course it was that bitch" Malia Scoffed, "I'll be back." She told Ivory as she turned around to look at me. The seriousness in her eyes was still there as she rolled them to the side giving Ivory a side eye while she walked towards me "So you don't get any ideas Ivy." She told her.

Malia grabs a hold of my face quickly but even in the urge of it all she still managed to hold my cheeks up gently as she started to press her lips on to mine.

I always love kissing Malia. But this time? Oh god this time was different. I felt her hands sliding down my cheeks to my neck in what felt like the most seductive way possible as she pressed her body into mine in need of more.

Before I could even process what was happening, she was already pulling me closer by the back of my neck, moving her lips on mine with a kiss that was anything but gentle. I could feel her need of dominance in the way she would guide the kiss. It didn't take her long to lick my lower lip and deepen the kiss without even asking for permission of entrance.

Which I will be completely honest, the second I felt her move inside my mouth I lost myself in her control. My hands instantly moved to her waist and started caressing the curves of her hips gently, feeling the fabric of her dress rub against my fingertips.

"Okay okay." I heard Ivory in the distance. I knew she was closer to us but I definitely didn't have the ability to hear anything else other than Malia's small, soft hums in between the kiss. "I get the memo Malia." Ivory laughed.

But Malia didn't answer her, she just continued to slide her tongue against mine for a few more seconds, making me wish we were in this bathroom alone....
Until she pulled back on my hair slightly.. letting go of my lips in the process. I opened my eyes in satisfaction as I saw her look at me the same way, a smirk began to curl from her slightly swollen lips. I looked up from her lips to her eyes, meeting her gaze. "Friends huh?" I teased breathlessly in a whisper.

"Shush up." Malia smiled at me as she let go of my neck and took a step back, shifting her position to face both Ivory and me. "Use my bathroom if you want. You know where it is." She told me, then looked at Ivory, "take her please, while I go take out the trash."