Player In Love? ✏️

Chapter 12

Kellins POV

Holy shit we're kissing. I didn't think this would happen but damn it feels good. Her lips feel so good against mine. It feels.... right. We're in the middle of an astonishing deep kiss when we're interrupted... by my phone. She is the one that pulls away. Looking at my phone, I start getting annoyed. Alexis is calling me. I decline it and we both sit up. She looks away- probably because she's embarrassed we just made out. If I'm being honest, I don't regret the kiss at all. I don't even know what made me kiss her. She looked so beautiful gazing up at the stars, something just came over me. Maybe because I made myself vulnerable? Maybe because we both were vulnerable? Now I'm just making excuses. Either way, it felt so right to kiss her. I've never felt that with any other girls. I've never taken anyone else here. I'm just trying to complete this bet, right?

I look up at the stars. "There's the little dipper." I point out. She follows my finger and eventually, she smiles. She must've found it. We gaze at the stars for a little while longer.

We've been here for 15 minutes now. "Do you want to go?" I ask.

"Sure." She finally looks at me with a small smile. I can't help but smile back. We get up and she starts walking towards the fence. I can't help but stare at her in my sweatshirt; it looks really good on her. She starts climbing over the fence and I grab her hips to help boost her up. She effortlessly climbs over and plants her feet on the ground. I feel my phone buzz in my pocket as I'm climbing over. Once we start walking around the park, I check my phone. I grunt realizing it was a text from Alexis. I am starting to get annoyed with her. She was only for a fun time but now she is getting way too clingy.

As we drive down the highway, the music plays and I start singing along. Soon, Katherine starts singing along with the radio. I lower my voice so I can listen to hers. Her singing voice is angelic. On one of the green signs passing, I see an option for Dairy Queen. "Wanna get some ice cream?" I ask. She nods and I pull off the exit. It doesn't take a genius to find the Dairy Queen. I pull into a parking spot and we walk in.

"Can I get a large Royal Oreo Blizzard." I states then look at Katherine. "What do you want?"

She looks over the menu and says, "Can I get a medium Turtle Pecan Cluster Blizzard, please." The cashier nods.

"And I'll take a 10 inch Reese's Peanut Butter Cups Blizzard Cake." I add.

"Your total will be $16.27." The cashier says. I swipe my credit card and Katherine leaves to find a table. The cashier hands me the receipt and I move to sit in the chair in front of Katherine. Her arms are crossed and she keeps avoiding eye contact with me. I run my fingers through my hair. Should we talk about the kiss? Should I be the one to start the conversation? Is there even anything to talk about?

I decide to cross my arms. Right now I'm sounding like a girl. That kiss was different; I don't know how, but it was. It didn't feel like the others. I can't help but look at her. The lighting is a bit harsh with the white walls, but she still manages to look beautiful. My eyes travel down. And she's still wearing my sweatshirt. I don't even know if I want it back, I kind of want to see her wear it again. What the hell is happening to me?

I decide to start a conversation. "Have you tried the Oreo Blizzard with the fudge in the middle?" I ask, starting to feel my ears heat up. That was a stupid question. Of course she has. I mean, the first time we met was at a Dairy Queen when she was working.

"Yeah, I was contemplating getting it." She responds. I'm glad she didn't give a one-worded answer. "I just felt like the Turtle Pecan Blizzard. Have you tried it?" Okay, we're getting somewhere. It's not as awkward as I thought it would be. Maybe she thought the kiss meant nothing. I mean we were both emotional and looking for comfort. It meant nothing... right? I'm still a bit emotional; I haven't opened up about my uncle to anyone. It's been a long time since I thought about his death.