I freezed. Why didn't I respond to his kiss? This is so weird. This feeling in my stomach is weird. My body is tingling and a shiver ran down my spine. I felt weak and vulnerable. This is not a good sign. I should be strong and confident. Is this what feels like when you kiss your friends? I'm not too sure.
Like if he could sense that I'm not kissing him back any time soon, he pulled away with a smile on his face. His lips are swollen and I think mine would look worse. I wanted to say something but I couldn't form proper words, I wanted to say a lot of things but I'm like paralysed.
"That was awesome! Even though I'd like to be in your place Ryan." Ashton cheered.
They kept on talking but I wasn't paying attention. I drifted off to La La Land.
We left the bar and I finally got out of my paralysis state. The cold breeze hit my face like a wakeup call. I blurted out a goodbye and drove home.
I didn't sleep that night. I shifted repeatedly. Even the soft comfortable large bed seemed like a hard rock.
I'm not going to school this fine Friday morning for two reasons, I didn't close an eye yesterday AND I don't want to see him. I need to sort things out this weekend.
Will things change between us now? Will he act like nothing happened? Will we make it awkward? Will he hate me because I didn't kiss back? Will he think he affected me in some way or another? Well he kinda have an effect on you actually my subconscious reminded me.
Later that day, I texted Evan, he's a young model that asked me out twice but my answer was no. I know he's hot and all but I'm not attracted to him in any way. I sent him a text message saying that I accept his request for a date.
"Evan is downstairs waiting for you." My maid said.
"I'll be there in a minute." I fixed my hair and makeup for the last time, put on my heels and took my purse.
"You look beautiful Liz." Evan said smiling genuinely.
"Thank you, you don't look bad yourself." I returned a smile.
He took my hand and led me to his black Jaguar. I got in as he held the passenger's door open for me like a gentleman. The ride was quiet expect for the low humming of the radio. Evan would steal some glances to me from time to time.
"What made you change your opinion?" He finally broke the silence.
"I don't really know, you just popped in my head today and the idea seemed fabulous."
"Doesn't really make sense but I'm okay with that as long as you're sitting next to me now." He smirked
20 minutes later we arrived to our destination. Evan opened my door, I stepped outside and faced a luxurious restaurant. A valet took care of the Jaguar. We entered, it was dim lighted inside. Colored candles were everywhere. We followed the receptionist to the reserved table. Evan pulled the chair for me, still acting like a gentleman. We ordered and chatted for a while, then he asked me;
"How's your new school?"
"Well, it's good, I like it there, but I miss the old one you know. How's modeling for you? "
"It's fine.." he trailed off
"This chicken is a delight hmmm" I said moaning.
"Yeah the food is fabulous here as much as the much as you are." He winked at me.
Getting cocky here are we?
"Oh thank you" I smiled.
It wasn't as bad as I imagined it to be.
We got out of the restaurant when Evan surprised me with a kiss then I heard some camera sounds. Oh boy, this is not good, not good at all.
I pushed him rather gentler than I intented to and screamed,
"ASSHOLES, YOU INCLUDED." Mentioning to the paparazzis and Evan.
"Liz, Lizzy, come on where are you going?" He followed me calling my name.
"Fuck off!" I yelled.
Then I remembered I don't have a car, I came with jerkface. Life just seems to laugh so hard to my face lately. Great just great. Evan fucking Harrison just got in his car and drove away leaving me here by myself, such a gentleman. I grabbed my phone and called a cab.
When I arrived home I was exhausted. I threw my bag, stripped off my clothes and got in the bath tub to relax.
Good lord, tomorrow I'll have my face stuck in jerkface on magazines. Oh my, if mom sees them I'll be in deep shit. What have I done? What was I thinking? I fucking knew that he was just using me yet I agreed. He got away with what he wanted, and I embarrassed myself with what could last a lifetime.
I went to bed shortly after and drifted off to sleep.
Saturday morning's soft light seeped through my curtains. I opened my eyes and hoped that today is going to be better. I ate breakfast, alone. I decided to text Emma and Alison to come over, I had nothing better to do anyways. I did some homework until the two girls arrived.
"Hellooo sugar" said Alison.
"Hi dear" I greeted
Emma just said hi and sat on the couch. She was unusually sad. I tried asking Ali' about her. She shrugged her shoulders.
"Let's go to my room, shall we?"
They followed me upstairs, Emma still silent like a statute
