Will I Ever Get My Happy Ending?{On Hold}

~Chapter eight~

--Katherine's POV--

Woo! That was the only thought running in my mind. The way he was kissing me was so darn intense! There was so much power in the kiss that it made my toes curl. Me were in a very um, compromising position. I was straddling his lap with my back to the steering wheel.

Thank the lord of vanilla cupcakes that his windows were tinted! We didn't want people to stop and stare at us like we were some wonder. He had his hands firmly on my thighs, gently massaging them every now and then. My fingers were tangled in his dark locks, pulling him closer to me, if that was even possible.

Things were getting hot and heavy and a small voice in the back of my head kept nagging me to stop what we were doing, but I didn't want to! As cheesy as I sound, his lips were a drug which I was addicted to. They were the perfect size. Like two puzzle pieces joining together.

I finally pulled back to catch my breath. Our foreheads were touching, our breathing was ragged. I looked at his blue eyes to find them piercing my boring brown eyes.

Who would've imagined Douche the third Asher and little ms nobody Katherine, making out in his car! This news should be broadcasted all over the news on every news channel! Okay I'm exaggerating a lot, so I'll stop.

I made a move to get off his lap when his hold tightened on me. I gave him a confused look to which he rolled those blue eyes.

"What are you doing? Let me go you baboon!" Asher looked at me like I was crazy and then burst out laughing. I frowned and crossed my arms across my chest. He does this every single time! I scowl at him or either say something harsh to him- the dweeb laughs like a retarded hyena!

"Hot stuff you have a really colourful vocabulary." What was that suppose to mean? Is that bluffed chipmunk implying that I use bad words? He's so going to get it now and I mean it!

"Thank you very much. Now can you like, let go? I have to go home so that I can have a 'doucheless night'. He chuckled softly and pecked my lips once more, shocking me again. Damn that boy to hell! Yea yea, little goody two shoes sweared- big deal!

I got off his lap and got out of the car. Asher had insisted that he'll walk me to the door. We walked to the door in complete silence. My mind kept replaying the kiss we had just shared moments ago. Does that mean he's interested in me? Nah! Who am I kidding?

Why would Asher, the popualr freak find someone like me interesting? I bet he wants to humiliate me infront of the whole school, maybe that's why he's all buddy-buddy with me now. Psh, I don't care also. Lets see what he'll do. 

I was about to insert the key when Asher grabbed my hand. I turned to ask him what he wanted, when he suddenly pulled me into a hug. At first I was shocked. I mean we practically made out in his car and now he's hugging me? Something's fishy.

I needed answers and I needed them now! I pulled away from the warm hug and he gave me a crazed look which infuriated me further.

"What's with all this crap-shit?" There, I asked him! He gave me an incredulous look and shook his head like I said something wrong.

"What do you mean by crap-shit?" Oh so now he's playing the confused cards huh? Why can't he man up and tell me what he's playing at?'

"Don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about Asher. One minute you're pissed at me and the next minute you make out with me!"

"So what's wrong with that?" He asked coolly shrugging his shoulders. I just stared at him with my mouth ajar. Can I please slap him till he passes out? Pretty please with a cherry on top?