CaKe/Kaylor - NO STRINGS ATTACHED

Your Eyes

Cara

"What the hell? Are you okay?" I asked as I turn around, stopping in the middle of the steps to look at Kendall.

She's panting like she just joined a marathon and her sweat are dripping from her forehead. I laughed at her current state, more when she glares at me.

"You look like you just ascended from hell," I joked.

She finally reach my step and took a deep breath, "Well, I'm sorry, Ms. Athlete. Headache and stairway to heaven don't go along really well for me," she retorted but I just found it really adorable.

"You're really dramatic, babe" I laughed and my eyes didn't miss the blush that crept up her cheeks, something I've noticed when I use that endearment. I wasn't doing it on purpose, I just gotten used to it. I call everyone that way but I still can't help but get amuse when I see the effect it has on Kendall, something in my heart gets all tingly and... Fuck, when did I get all cheesy?! I don't even like her! I mean, I like her as a "person" but not as like "that". Ugh. What's wrong with you, Cara? -_-

"Shut up. Now, are we almost there?" She asks with a tired tone.

I suddenly felt bad for bringing her here. "I'm sorry for bringing you here," I apologized sincerely.

Her head snapped up and our eyes met, she looks panicked. "What? Why are you apologizing?"

"Because it was stupid. I know you still have your concussion and all but I just really want to spend time with you here which is selfish. I should've waited for another time."

"No, no. Look," she took a deep breath, her eyes boring deeply into mine. "I agreed because I wanted to, you didn't force me to climb this one hell of a staircase and I know it's gonna be worth it when we got there. I can't wait, and I want to spend time with you too." She smiles and the genuineness of it made me feel swell.

I laughed, "Damn! We're gonna be friends forever!" I exclaimed, making her laugh too.

"Looking forward to it. Now, let's go." She said, eyes sparkling.

Fuck, those brown orbs are something.

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Taylor

"I'm really, really sorry"

I just stare at her. Did she just apologize? I look at her eyes to see if she's sincere, but I regret it instantly when I just got lost in her emerald orbs. They're so... breathtaking. Specially this close... What?! Snap out of it, Swift!

She's not sincere! She can't be, she's nothing but a jerk. She's just probably messing with you. Don't fall for it.

I won't.

"Keep that fake ass sorry to yourself, Kloss. I'm not falling for it." I spat at her.

Her eyes widen for a second, like she was surprised to get that reaction, not expecting it. Then her eyes turned cold, dark. Her jaw tighten and I suddenly felt nervous but I kept my composure and glare at her.

Then she spoke, with the coldest voice I've ever heard, "of course," was all she said before she turns her back and walks away.

For the second time, I let out the breath I didn't know I was holding. What was that?

Why did she react that way? I was kinda hoping for another one hell of a long banter, her defending that it was true, or like laughing her ass and start teasing me or being a jerk again. But she just walked away. And was it just me, or she looks defeated?

Ugh. Stop thinking about it, Taylor. Don't let her get to your head.

I sighed. So much for the first day of class.

Then it just sank it to me... "Shit! Kendall," I quickly took my phone and dialed her number.

Three rings and she picks it up.

"Hello?"

"Ken! Where are you? Are you still in the clinic?" I asked, making NY way there.

"Uh no, I'm in the rooftop with Cara."

"What? What're you doing there? Is your head okay?" I asked worriedly and confused at the same time.

"Yes, Taylor. Stop worrying. We're just hanging out, I think I'll skip class"

"On first day? Are you serious?" I deadpan.

"I have an excuse and anyways it's class hours right now so you're basically skipping yours too." She laughs.

"Ugh! Yeah right. Let me talk to Cara,"

"What? Taylor!" She hissed.

"Just hand her the phone!" I demand.

"Fine!" She huffs.

I heard some ruffled voice and then a British accent.

"Hey babe, what's up?"

"Look, Delevingne. You've got one record and if you hurt my best friend again, I'll hunt you down " I warned, sounding serious which is I am.

But then I heard a laugh from the other line, making me frown. "I'm serious!!!" I exclaimed.

"Ow! Yeah, yeah, no need to shout. I promise, I'll take care of this monster (Hey!) Oh ssh. I won't let a mosquito bite her or a wind blows her hair to mess."

"I'm not appreciating your sarcasm but I'm counting on that." I huffed.

"Haha, good. Cause I'm serious," she says.

I took a deep breath, sensing that she's serious, I smiled. "Good."

"Oh by the way, is Karlie with you right now?"

I paused after hearing that name. Ugh.

"No, why would she be?" I scowl.

"Err, because you two were both heading to the canteen and I just guess you know,"

I sighed, "No, but we were. She walks out after I snapped at her." I admitted.

She laughs, "And what did she do again?"

"Embarrassed me in the cafeteria then she apologized but I'm --"

"Wait!" She exclaimed, sounding so surprised. "Karlie? Karlie APOLOGIZED?!"

"Yeah, so? I'm pretty sure she's just messing with me so I snapped at her and told her to keep that fake sorry to herself," wait, when did we became so close? I haven't even told Kendall about this yet. Psh.

"No! No! You don't get it, Taylor. Karlie could be the jerkest girl in the world so yeah, she NEVER apologize. Well, at least to someone whom she just met. Even it's her fault, if she doesn't care about the person, she would never apologize. It took us 8 fights before she was the one who apologized to me. And she also doesn't make apologies as a joke."

My mind froze as I took in every word she said.

So... Basically ... Karlie was sincere? She meant it? But...

"No, no! Why would she care about me? We just met like you said!!!" I defend.

"I don't know, I guess she saw something in you." She said, my brows furrowed, she sounded different.

But then, ugh...

"I don't know. I'm gonna hang up now, take care of Kendall. Bye." I said, ending the call.

I leaned against the wall, my mind wandering...

Did I just make a worst move?

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