Already Famous (On Hold)

Chapter 2

Recap:

Cara and her closest friend Flare met up in a cafe to talk about their life and what not. They soon ended up hiding from the paparazzi a few minutes later. After Cara and Flare bid each other good bye, Cara called her brother Colton, to give her a ride to her hotel room. Being the idiotic bastard that Colton is, he chose to say no. Cara was then chased by a bunch of slow-moving paparazzi. A car came up to her and requested-demanded Cara to get in. Being the 'good girl' that she is, she told him 'no' since she didn't know him. After the stranger shows Cara who he really is. Cara gets in the car with him. Driving past the slow-moving paparazzi. Cara then asks the stranger on what is he doing in New York. Cara stated that the stranger's name is Nathan.

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Cara Arrington

"What are you doing here?" I asked again since he didn't hear me the first time.

"Just chilling" he replied casually and majestically as if I've been waiting for his answer for years.

I gave him a flat look but I bet he didn't notice. His eyes were still fixed on the road, not bothering to even give a slight glance over me.

"So..." I said awkwardly as I tapped on my own lap. This is downright awkward.

We were silent for a mere second. Minute. Minutes. Five minutes. Eight minutes. Ten minutes.

"Ever heard of 'Just a Fling'?" he asked all of a sudden, breaking the awkward silence that encircled around us.

"Yeah, I've heard of it" I replied. 'Just a Fling' is a new movie that revolves around two completely different teenagers who manages to fall in love with each other. I've never read so much cliche in just one sentence.

"Good" was the only word he replied. He seemed to take his time since he knew where I was staying and that it was no longer far away.

"Good" he repeated. Okay, he's obviously hiding something.

"Seriously? That's all you've got to say? Good" I replied, obviously impatient. I mean, who wouldn't be? Somebody tells you something and ruins it by being the major unappreciative asshole that they truly are.

"Yeah, there is something I'm gonna tell you" he said quietly. I waited patiently-impatiently for him to speak up, which was in my opinion, three minutes. He then immediately stopped the car and looked at me for a mere moment

All of my thoughts went down the drain when a pair of soft lips touched mine. He placed his warm hands on my cheeks and I immediately blushed at the thought of it. His lips tasted like vanilla, and well, I love vanilla.

We've been like that for eight seconds now. Finally registering what was happening, I took his hands off my cheeks and gently pushed him away from me.

I can't just 'roughly' push him! It's not like he took a dagger and stabbed me with it.

"What are you doing?" I asked hastily.

"Kissing you, what else was I doing? Sucking the life out of your body?" he retorted sternly. I simply rolled my eyes at him. A minute ago we were making out, now, we were arguing. Who does that?