The badass princess 👑

Chapter 8

Kiss me?

We exchange nervous looks as an 'ooo' travels around the circle. My palms start to sweat excessively, I rub them off on my dress. He leans in slowly, turning his face to the side. I decide to do the same, our faces are so close I can feel his lukewarm honey breath on my cheeks. I quickly peck him on the lips, and look towards the ground. I slowly rise up and half-mumble an 'excuse me' in a matter of seconds I'm out of the room.

I take a few deep breaths to calm myself down. The cold wind brushing against my bare skin, I wrap my arms around my body to create warmth. I am still shivering.

The front door swings behind me and someone calls my name.
"Kay, are you here?"
I turn my head around roughly 174 degrees and meet eyes with a familiar face. I crack a small smile.
"Hi Tee."

He doesn't hesitate to step towards me. I peep him through the corner of my eye. He removes his leather jacket and places it on my shoulders.
"Thanks." I gratefully address him.

He nods telling me that i'm welcome. We sat in an uncomfortable silence, the awkward tension filling the air, and when it gets too hard for breathing-

"Why did you run out?" His slightly sad eyes reading me.

I shake my head. "I don't know."
I kick around some pebbles into the road, plonk, plonk, plonk is the sound they make.

He hesitantly opens his mouth to speak, I look at him wide eyed.
'Brrrrrr Brrrrrr Brrrrrr' my phone rings, I think it saved the both of us. I look at the user and in a bright pink font it screams 'Lola 🍩🛍'

"Kyla..Where are you.." Lola slurs, the sound of alcohol filling her voice.
"I'm outside." I reassure her.
"Ok."

A few seconds later a drunk Lola slams the door open.
"WASSUP BITCHES." She fist pumps the air. I chuckle and exchange genuine looks with Tyler.
I gently direct her into my car and strap her in, from what I can see Tyler has ended the party and people have already exited. I can smell the distinct smell of alcohol and sweaty teenagers.
Yeah, that's not happening again.

I begin the drive home, jamming to Beyoncé with my drunk best friend as she screams the lyrics from the top of her lungs. She quickly falls asleep in the car and lays her light head onto the window.

I unlock my seatbelt and open the door slowly so her body doesn't fall out onto the street. She isn't that heavy so i carry her on my back to my room. I drop her nicely on my bed and put a sweatshirt over her dress. I have a shower and get changed into my pyjamas.

I wake up, it's 7 am and a Saturday. I look to my right and see that she is still sleeping. I go on my phone for a bit but then a hand taps my shoulder. I smile at Lola, her bright eyes studying my face.

"Do you have any spare clothes?"

I get out of bed and look through my wardrobe and find a pair of leggings with a top and hand it to her. She gifts me a grateful grin and plops into the bathroom.

She slowly opens the door. Tears running down her face, dripping onto her clothes, her cheeks red in the centre.

"I-I think I'm pregnant."