Who's the One?

(Candis' POV)

"Stop stalking me, Candis!"

"I'm not stalking you, I'm just following you!"

"That's the same!"

"No, it's not."

"Leave me alone!"

"Right after you tell me who's the girl you like!"

I've been following Boz the whole afternoon. I was trying to find out if he liked someone and if he did, then who. I was secretly hoping it was me, because I liked him. He just attracted me in a way that any boy hasn't before. I mean, how can you not love his strawberry blonde hair, amazingly worked-out body and absolutely adorable face?

"Why do you need to know anyway?" he asked me as he finally stopped walking once we reached the throne room and turned to face me. I put my hand on my hip and looked up at him, since he was way taller at me and glared at him.

"Because both of your brothers have girlfriends and you are the only king without love interest, unless you have some!" I answered. It was true. Boomer was going out with Rebecca and Brady was dating Mikayla, after he returned to the island. Boz was the only one without girlfriend. "So will you tell me?"

"With the camera here?" he pointed at the object in my head. "Heck, no."

"Ugh, fine," I said, putting the camera in my bag. "Happy?"

"I'll be when you turn the recording off."

"How do you even- ugh, fine, alright," I pressed the recording button to stop the recording and put it back in my bag. "There. Now you can tell me."

"Sorry, but I can't," he said.

"So you don't like anyone?" I asked with a slight sign of disappointment in my voice.

"I didn't say that."

"So you do like someone!"

"Ugh, you're so annoying."

I rolled my eyes, "Yeah, yeah, now, who is it?"

"Why do you care about my love life so much?"

"W-what? I don't!" I know I stuttered, but he didn't seem to notice. I was thankful for that, by the way.

"Then why the heck are you asking me?"

"Oh, come on, Boz! Everyone on Kinkow is dying to know! The media is dying to know!" I'm dying to know! I thought, but didn't dare to say that out loud. "Don't be selfish!"

Unfortunately, he wasn't giving up. "It's none of their or your business, get it already! I'm not telling you anything!"

"Please?" I pleaded, but he just didn't resist my puppy dog eyes.

"No," he argued.

"Yes," I argued back.

"No!"

"Yes!"

"What are we talking about again?"

"Boz!"

"What?"

"Tell me!"

"You're not going to leave me alone, aren't you?"

I laughed, "You got that right!"

"What if I gave you a gold bar?"

"Good try, but no."

"A banana?"