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chapter seven || "get to know you"

"Come on Addy, kiss me." Tristan begs and I shake my head.

"Tristan, I'm not rating your new kissing technique."

"Addy, please, it's not like we haven't kissed before!" He gets a funny look off of Bradley for that.

I look at him with my eyebrows raised, he was testing my patience right now and I was about to slap him into next year. This whole conversation started when the boys were talking about the best kisses they had ever had, Tristan saying it was last night but the girl didn't think so. He had told everyone about the technique he used and apparently she hated it, resulting in him wanting me to rate it. If this was a month ago, I would have kissed him with no hesitation; we've done a lot more than kiss before. Now though it's totally different, now this curly headed, brown eyed boy is in my life and swimming in my thoughts, confusing me and my feelings.

"No means no!" I exclaim, the feeling of last week creeping up on me and I think Tristan got that but he wasn't letting it go.

"Addy, just one kiss!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"Oh my god." Bradley huffs from beside me, removing his arm from around my shoulder and standing up to be in front of Tristan and grabs his face, pulling it towards his and letting their lips meet.

A huge smile broke out on my face, yet my mouth was open in surprise and my eyes probably glistening with humour. Connor was snapchatting the whole thing and James was shocked and terrified. Their mouths moved in sync, giving Tristan the chance to try his technique making Bradley pull away in disgust.

"What have I ever done to you?" He asks, his face in a grimace being the total opposite to mine which was a huge, face splitting smile.

Tristan looked dazed, a smile on his face and his pupils dilated. He looked like he was on cocaine, on cloud nine and that made a loud laugh escape from my mouth, my stomach hurting and tears spilling down my cheeks. That was the best thing I have ever seen in my life.

"What was his secret kissing move?" Connor asks over my obnoxiously loud laughter.

"He fucking sucked on my tongue!" He exclaimed like he had been violated. "Adore, you fucking owe me one." He says, only making my laughter louder.

"Well, at least Addy enjoyed it." James chuckles; poking my side causing me to go rolling off the couch and onto the floor, my laughter still very persistent and painful.

Tristan was probably very unaware of the situation right now, not even aware of the hideous noise coming from my mouth and the makeup running down my face. He was most likely in a dreamland full of Bradley prancing around naked and I totally understand, for I have been there so many times it's more familiar than my own home which I was currently rolling around in.

My laughter wasn't stopping, only getting louder from how the image of the two boys kissing engraved in my mind and I was going to get it tattooed on my body, or maybe I'll just ask Connor to send me the video.

However, the noise I was making came to an instant halt when I felt a body perch itself above mine and seeing them gorgeous brown eyes was enough to make my heart stop beating. This was a very suggestive position and I couldn't stop myself from getting hot and bothered.

I don't know why these sudden thoughts of Bradley are all I can think of, the only thing I dream of. They came out of the blue and very sudden just like the maker of them and I wouldn't change it for the world. I could sense a bond between us, a connection and ever since that morning in the car we were closer than ever.

"Hiya." He sweetly smiles, probably aware of the impact he has on me.

"Hey." I swallow the excess salvia in my mouth, he was literally making my mouth water. Would I ever admit that? Definitely not.

"Can I talk to you?" He asks.

"Bedroom?"

"Let's go, pretty girl."

He stands up from his position straddling me, holding a hand out for me to take to help me up and I gratefully do, silently thanking him with a smile as we walk to my bedroom.

"I bet this would make Tristan jealous if he was actually aware of his surroundings right now." James mutters, scrolling through his phone aimlessly and the fact it was now such a casual statement that didn't need any thought was just about to make me laugh until a hand covered my mouth and dragged me into my bedroom.

He pushes me onto my bed, staring down at me before taking the hair tie out of my hair, allowing my hair to fall past my shoulders, brushing a strand of my blonde hair behind my ear. It was such a casual thing for him to do now, well casual for him. I often wondered if he felt the things I did, or was this strictly platonic to him. Let's face it he's probably more into Tristan than me, he did kiss him and he hasn't even kissed me.

He places a hand on my shoulder, pushing my back down to meet the soft mattress covered with blankets and my heart and breathing rate increased massively.

I stay staring at the ceiling before his face comes in view and it was the best view I had seen in my life, well apart from him kissing Tris, it would be hard topping that; well maybe him naked in my bed would beat it. I stare into his eyes and he stares into mine, I notice the small gold flecks in them, the image of the first time I saw them fresh in my mind but today it was almost like they were brighter, like a gold glitter.

"I want to get to know you, pretty girl."

Take my clothes off then.

"What do you want to know?" I ask, probably the smartest approach to go for.

His eyes search my face, almost like he was memorising me. I had no makeup on apart from a coat of mascara that was probably gone from my tears now and on my cheeks instead and I was just in a jumper and leggings. I probably wasn't looking that attractive right now.

"Everything." He tells me. "God, you're beautiful." He mutters and my cheeks heat up.

He leans down to kiss my nose before his body is discarded from my own.

"I'll see you later, Adore." He says before leaving my room.

He has got to stop doing that.