Her Red Lips (Kaylor fanfic)

Chapter 8

I kept on fidgeting in my chair waiting for Taylor. Behati, Cara and Kendall were also at my table.

Suddenly Cara and Kendall start making out in the middle of the pizza joint. Behati remained absorbed in whatever she was doing on her phone but me, my mouth hung wide open but I shut it close when I saw Taylor and a redhead approaching our table.

Taylor had a warm smile on her face with slight hints of makeup. Her entire look was kind of casual. Ripped jeans and a long-sleeved shirt.

"Hey guys!" Taylor said shyly when she reached us. As if on cue the steamy make out-session which took place at our table came to an abrupt end. I smiled internally at Cara's dismay.

"I would like you to meet, Abigail," she continued.

"Nice to meet you!" Behati was the first one to greet a new person as always.

She's so sweet. I don't deserve this girl!

"Hi, nice meeting you," Cara and her kisser said simultaneously. The redhead just smiled in response.

The two friends settled at the table with us. We began skimming through the menu. After a good ten minutes we finally ordered.

"I thought I was on a diet babe," Kendall said while the pizzas where being placed in front of us.

"Why are you even on a diet? You look really great Ken," Cara said teasingly. They were giving each other dirty looks which obviously made everyone other than them cringe. I cleared my throat very loudly so that the two lovers would stop their mushy public displays of affection. And they did stop.

I started eating my pepperoni pizza while the others ate theirs. I felt the person on my left nudging me constantly but I ignored it.

"Karlie," I heard Behati's voice reach my ears. I finally tore my eyes away from my slice of pizza to meet Behati's hazel eyes.

"Yes?" I said after downing my food.

"There's some sauce on your face," she said touching the left corner of her mouth. For some reason how many a times I tried wiping the sauce off it didn't go according to Behati. I finally gave up looked at her with a could-you-please-help-me look on my face. She smirked before bringing her gentle fingers up to my face and wiping off the sauce. I look at Taylor through the corner of eyes. I saw her staring at me blankly but she diverted her gaze away from me once I caught her. When i returned my attention back to Behati I saw her licking the sauce off of her fingers which she had wiped off of me.

What is she doing?

My questions were interrupted when I heard Abigail speak for the first time.

"Are you a model Karlie?" she asked me.

Me?

"A model? She's a supermodel! sister!" Cara replied.

I blushed and hit Cara hard on her elbow. She yelled in pain.

"No, I am not any of those!" I said with a nervous smile.

"But you do look like one," she said. I blushed furiously and thanked her while stuttering.

"Will you please stop making the girl blush Abi!" Taylor shut her friend's mouth up tightly.

"So, where's Selena?" I asked her to somehow change the topic.

"Sel is on a date," Taylor said while trying to get a slice of pizza and taking the maximum amount of cheese as possible.

"Oh,"

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"Karlie if you're interested in modelling I could set you up with an agent," Abigail said while we were parting for our classes.