You Chose Mine

Chapter 5

“Why would you think I want to go?”

“You like the boys too, and you’re my best friend!” Kennedy argued. Like I want to see Kennedy get something I want, like always. “I can’t do this without you, besides they’ll be here in like ten minutes so you might as well just get dressed.”

“Kennedy, we need to t-“

Suddenly my doorbell rang; I groaned knowing who was on the other side and the fact they were early. I love those boys, but I don’t need them right now.

I have my limits.

“Coming!” Kennedy called out before smirking to me. I shook my head before grabbing a breakfast bar from the cupboard; I can’t function on an empty stomach. “This way guys!” Kennedy cheerful voice carried through the apartment, “I shouldn’t have answered my phone” I mumbled as I poured a glass of juice.

“Hey Shannon” a voice called, I looked up to see them all waving, I gulped down a mouthful of juice as I waved.

“If I knew we could of come in our pyjamas I would of stayed in them” Calum smiled as he stood next to me.

“I don’t care what you wear, as long as it’s comfortable. It’s a rule to live by” I smiled back.

“I thought I told you to get dressed?” Kennedy scolded like my mother.

“And I thought I told you no visitors before 10 o’clock, looks like we both won’t get what we want today” I cheekily smiled masking my emotions of the words that fell from my lips ‘won’t get what I want’ I thought as Kennedy sat next to Luke at the counter.

“You have a pretty big apartment…” Michael commented.

“Beauty of running a successful local shop” I smiled once more before finishing my juice. “So, what exactly are you guys doing here?” I asked trying not to be rude “Not that I wouldn’t have loved for you guys to see my apartment at 9 in the morning while I’m in my pyjamas.”

“Kennedy thought it would be a good idea for all of us to hang out before we get all professional with the photo shoot and stuff”

“I didn’t know you we’re gonna be in the photo shoot” Luke said to Kennedy, her smile grew as his eyes set on her.

“Me either, Kennedy” I added, her eyes shot to mine before she explained something about an ‘e-mail’.

Great.

Not only does she try and ruin my chances of getting Luke, she forces her way onto the photo shoot.

“Um, shouldn’t you get dressed?” she said. I could see the motive in her eyes to get me out of the room, but instead of biting back I decided to just smile before excusing myself politely.

“Pack swimmers!” Kennedy called out. I froze just as I got to my door.

“Fuck… She’s playing this card”

*

I sat and watched from the side as the boys played in the water with Kennedy, prancing around in her itty bitty bikini with every guy drooling over her, like she the teen version of Pamela Anderson. I removed my shirt as I laid on my heated towel with my earphones in, I’d rather listen to music or something than watch Kennedy’s boobs jump up and down. ‘Wait, what boobs?’ I chuckled to myself. I mentally slapped myself for body bashing my best friend, I shouldn’t be this bitter I’m not even trying to win Luke or get his attention.

“Why don’t you come into the water?” I heard a muffled voice ask.

I opened one of my eyes to see Ashton drying himself from beside me, ‘I quiet like the view right here’ I thought to myself. “Swimming isn’t my thing” I shrugged.

“But burning your skin is?” he asked ‘well, he has a point there’ I thought once more. I sat up crossing my legs and put my shirt back on.

“I’m just here for Kennedy” I told him taking out my earphones, I watched as multiple guys approached Kennedy at once when the rest of the boys were well away from her “Looks like they are too” I mumbled.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Yeah…” I replied.

“How did you and Kennedy become friends? You two are the complete opposite and sometimes it seems, like you hate her” I felt taken back, that isn’t usually the question guys ask me. It’s usually ‘who’s your friend?’ ‘Does she have a boyfriend?’ and blah, blah, blah. 

“I hired Kennedy after a big event in my life and I confined in her and vice versa. She’s helped me, I’ve helped her and we just understand each other most of the time…” I explained “I could never hate Kennedy; she’s too close and too connected to me. There are specific things about her that I find very irritating but I could never hate her.” 

“What about you? How do you feel about Kennedy?” I asked. I was curious; he seemed to be the only guy not under her ‘spell’.

“She’s nice, she’s pretty and everything but she reminds me too much of one of my ex-girlfriends so… I stay away.”

We sat in comfortable silence as they all chased each other in the water. “Don’t find this pervy or anything, but she needs a bigger bikini top” he said, I turned and faced him as we both began laughing at each other.

“Nope, I can’t just sit here” Ashton suddenly said gripping my hand and pulling me towards the water. “No, Ashton! Please” I resisted digging my heels in the sand “Ashton!” I squealed as his arms engulfed me and dragged me closer, “Ashton!”

*Luke’s  P.O.V*

“Ashton! Stop!” I heard a voice squeal. I turned to see Ashton’s body pressed against Shannon’s as a smile played on both their faces. I watched as she squealed once more when the water hit her feet in a sudden rush.

Her smile was incredible. Ashton knows how I feel about Shannon, but I’m as confused about my feelings for her as I am about Kennedy. Kennedy’s nice, but she’s no Shannon. You can tell the difference between them, besides the obvious physical features. Shannon’s brunette, Kennedy’s blonde, Shannon’s confidence compared to Kennedy’s, their fashion sense, their eye colours. But Shannon’s gentle, so gentle but at the exact same time she can be as hard as a rock.

I glanced over to them as I walked back to the towels with Michael, her whole body was now dripping wet with her hair falling over one shoulder; Kennedy was screaming at the fact her face got sprinkled with water.

“Ashton seems to like Shannon…” I heard Kennedy’s voice.

I turned and looked at her as she moved closer to me. “I suppose” I replied.

“And…” I felt her hand on top of mine, “Do you see anything you like?” she spoke with emphasis on ‘you’.

I watched as her face got closer to mine, her lips etching closer and closer. ‘Should I do it? I like her I should do it, but I like Shannon. I like her more, but should I?’ ‘Luke for f*ck sake there is a beautiful girl wanting to kiss you’ ‘I don’t want Shannon to think I don’t like her’ ‘What if I kiss both of them’ ‘Luke! Stop it!’ As my mind played tug-of-war on my feelings I felt Kennedy’s lips on mine. I had kissed girls before, but this kiss made me feel like I didn’t know anything about kissing that I had never kiss anyone before. I didn’t know what to do, I couldn’t react.

So I just sat there.

With Kennedy’s lips on mine, I just sat there.