We Don't Belong Here (Mike Fuentes

Another Kiss (Chapter five)

Truth is.. I didn't hate Mike. That's why in was so fucking angry. I wanted so badly to hate him for what he did. He basically used me. Yeah, he tried apologize but what exactly does that change? Not. A. Damn. Thing. I sighed in frustration as I got ready. They all wanted to go out and see what was 'hot' tonight. Apparently, some kid named Alan was having a party tonight. I really didn't wanna go but I sure as fuck wasn't about to stay home alone.

There was a faint knock at my door and not thinking about who it could've been, I told the stranger to come in. The door opened, revealing a very very good looking Mike. I sighed and rolled my eyes. I'll be down in a minute. He nodded and took the hint, leaving be alone. I stood up and looked at myself in the mirror. I was wearing a black mini dress that was almost a 'skater' type look (these Americans and silly names for things), my black pumps and my hair was pin straight and flat ironed.

I put in my large hoop earrings and did a re-appliance of my lipgloss. I sprayed on my favorite perfume - Tattooed - and decided to go beanie-less. I had bracelets all up my arms (to cover up the healing gashes). I stepped out and shut my door behind me. I made my way downstairs where everyone had been waiting on my. "Where's your beanie?" Candi sarcastically asked. I shook it with a laugh and a shrug and we made our way to the car. If course, they decided that I should sit next to Mike. I shot Ember an 'I'm ganna kill you later' glare then got in.

Mike kept sneaking glances at me and my heart kept fluttering everytime. I mentally scolded myself for it. Once he got to the party, I quickly got out and made my way inside and over to the bar. "Well hello there." I looked Tony right and saw a boy with Ginger hair, baggy skinny jeans and a plain white t-shirt. He was cute, in all honestly. I shook the thoughts from my head and smiled. "I'm Alan." He said. I nodded and introduced myself - "Blakely." I said over the loud music. I smelt the faint scent of cologne and weed that I ever so loved and groaned when I heard him clear his throat behind me. "Sup man." Alan greeted him. They did a silly handshake of a sort then Alan wondered off.

I was left alone with Mike, of all people. I took down about 3 shots before the liquor started kicking in. The familiar buzz took over my body and I didn't fight it. I looked up and mike and rolled my eyes. "What?!" I hissed. Me shook his head and took me out to the middle of the dance floor. "Damn it Michael! Let me go!" I said, weakly fighting against his grip. He chuckled and the music stopped. I glared at him and turned to leave. But a group f guys - much taller than I - had been blocking my exist. "Get the fuck out of my way!" I hissed. They all chuckled. I guess being 4'5 and only 100lbs wasn't exactly scary. I rolled my eyes in annoyance. "What the fuck is this?" I hissed angrily.

Mike smirk and took a step towards me. "You still mad at me." I laughed. "Mad?" I questions, anger in my tone. "I'm beyond mad, you asshole!" I god.. Another explosion. He grabbed me by the waist and pulled me closer. Just as he did, a drunken Carlie pushed her way into the middle of the crowd. "Jesus Christ, bitch." I heard Candi mutter. "What did you just say to me, cunt?" Carlie spun around. Candi rolled her eyes. "Did I stutter?" She asked in amusement. Carlile went speechless then turned around to face Mike. "Mikey. What's going on?" She asked. Mike rolled his eyes.

"Oi whore, how about you just back up?" Oli sang out. I stifled a laugh. Ember finally sighed in frustration and did something that I didn't expect her to do. She grabbed Carlie and jerked her back, pushing her away from the crowd of people. "Damn." Vic said. I looked back up at Mike and saw care in his eyes. But I didn't care. I was still pissed beyond knowledge. I tried pulling away for her. "Will you fucking kiss the bitch already?!" Ember yelled out. Mike leaned in and smashed his lips against mine. I felt a shiver go down my spine as I felt the cool metal of his lip ring pressed against my lips. I closed my eyes and slowly melted into the kiss.

He pulled away and pulled me closes. "Jesus, you're a hard girl to get at.. Ya know." He stated with a playful smirk. I suddenly realized what had been going on. I was falling for Mike Fuentes.

That's why I was angry. I was falling for the one person that I didn't want to. I could see through it all and I didn't like it, not one bit. Not because I was shy, but because he was him. He had charm and 'swag' and he always knew the right things to say. That's why I was so angry. I was falling for him. I had been since day one and I didn't stop myself because I couldn't.

That's why I was angry......

I felt as though I had lost my control over it.......