The Baby That HE Never Knew [Complete]

Chapter 4 KYLE'S POINT OF VIEW/ALESSANDRO'S

"Hey Ky! Are you alright bro? You look mad." Stupid Alessandro and his stupid accent.

"He's not mad, he's pissed. I'm guessing that it has something to do with you, since he is glaring at you." Smart but still stupid Jean-Luc.

"I am pissed. I connected with Brittz, I mean Brittany back in highschool and now she treats me like a stranger. I just want what we use to have."

"It is your fault, I mean you could've been dating her for all those years. You picked Georgia instead. Why did you pick Georgia? I mean yah, she's hot but Brit-Brit is smokin'." Jean-Luc's face looks fun to punch right now.

"Yeah, Brittany is the most beautiful woman that I have ever had in my presence. You are an idiot." Shut up, Alessandro! My temperature is rising quickly.

"What about you, Quan? Do you have something to say?"

"You are very possessive over your non-girlfriend. Oh, and you're an idiot."

"Let's just go to the party. You can go take a relaxing drive and meet us in an hour." Alessandro suggest.

Alessandro

"Wow, dude he is so mad." Jean-Luc states.

"You think? He is obviously still carrying a torch for her." Quan pointed out.

"I'm going to go get dressed."

"Look nice, but not too nice, we don't want Brittany falling for you. I don't think Kyle would like that very much." Jean-Luc teased. He has no idea, I will look good. Even if I don't flirt with Brittany.

After trying on countless outfits, I think I have the one. It is time to go party!

"Let's go partaaah!" Jean-Luc screams from the entrance of our house.

I slide down the railing, to almost trip over Quan, who is tying his shoes at the bottom of the stairs.

"Watch it Sweetness." Quan jokes before standing to look at my attire. A frown forms on his face. "No, just no. You have to go upstairs and change. You can not go to the party dressed like that."

I look at what Quan and Jean-Luc are wearing to realize that I over stepped the boundary. Not even Jean-Luc is dressed remotely similar to me. I look down to see my chiseled chest on display.

"What is wrong with my outfit?" I ask innocently.

"Bro, you aren't even wearing a shirt. You have black skinny jeans, slumped toward the v on your waist, and a bright red tie that is barely around your neck. You look like you jumped out of a porno. I mean, normally I am all for arousing the ladies, but Kyle looked pissed when he left today. I think he really likes Brittany. But, if you have a death wish don't let me stop you." Jean-Luc wisely points out.

"Let's just go to the party already." I say apprehensive about my original plan.

The house we pull up in front of is totally awesome. It is a large mansion with people strolled all along the perimeter. The second we hop out, a strong smell of alcohol hits me.

After trying to find where Kyle is for an hour, I feel a tug on my shoulder. I look down to see an angel.

"Hey! I told you I'd come. Plus I couldn't wait to see you." Brittany's angelic voice rang through my ears.

She looks breathtaking. She is wearing a short pink dress with a sweetheart neckline. Her hair is complete with subtle curls, and her makeup essentuates her natural beauty. Overall, she is beautiful. I can smell a strong whiff of alcohol. It's obvious that she is drunk.

She looks over my shoulder before returning her eyes back to me. She places her hand on my bare chest. "Well, as much as I love you gawking at me. How about we dance?"

"Sweety, I can't have you trying to bed me already...it makes me look easy." I joke purposely to be greeted by her wonderful laugh.

I have this feeling that I am being watched, so I look around for the stalker. I am not shocked by the face that I see glaring back at me. Kyle.