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Eleven - Is it?

Jennie's POV

'Ahhh awkward. Someone kill me now, please,' I panicked in my head, given the situation I was in.

She insisted on driving me home because of my sprained hand and since she was too persistent, I had no choice but to allow her.

Now, I'm on the passenger seat, low key stealing a glance on her every other second.

'I'm seriously becoming crazy! What the hell is wrong with me??'

I vividly remember how aggressive I was in our kiss as I touched my lower lip, remembering her taste.

But what if I'm actually a bad kisser?

Gosh? Should I try it again?

My face flushed from my thoughts, not knowing what to do now.

Once again, I looked at her and accidentally I found myself staring at her pinkish lips.

Gosh, I want to kiss that lips again.

Stop!

Oh my god.

That's it.

I'm crazy.

I'm officialy cr—

*cough*

My eyes widened, surprised from her cough, which made me notice that we already arrived at my place.

"Uhm, Jennie?" She glanced at me and spoke.

"Y-yeah?" I tried to forget all my crazy thoughts and did my best to give a poker face.

"Are you okay?" She worriedly asked me, which made me confuse.

Do I not look okay?

Well, if so, she is right.

I. Am. Not. Okay.

"H-huh? Y-yeah? I'm f-fine," I stuttered at her gaze, and the next thing I heard was a chuckle from her.

Damn. That chuckle can kill me.

Oh my gosh, self. Stop.

I tried to collect myself and asked her, "What's funny, huh?"

But the next thing she did was lean her face on me and smiled, "You."

My heart jumped a beat from that sudden action.

I swear! This girl!

However, her lips once again caught my attention. What if I'm funny because I can't kiss well?

Is that what she's trying to say?

"I'm sorry if I was a bad kisser!"

My eyes widened from the words that I just blurted out.

Shit.

Why did I just say that out loud???

Once again, she chuckled at me and suddenly cupped my cheeks.

I froze at my place, not knowing how to react.

I swear I've never been so clueless in what to do until this exact moment of my life.

"Do you know that you're so cute?" She looked at me with a smile on her face, which made me gulp in nervousness.

"Uhm.. what are yo—?" I was about to ask when she suddenly gave me a soft peck on my lips, which made me feel weird.

But good weird.

Like weird good weird.

Gosh.

Do I like her??

No!

I didn't possibly just thought about that?

Impossible!

I despise the idea of love!

Right?

My thoughts trailed off as she spoke.

"Take care of your hand, okay? And see you tomorrow," she gave me a wink as she opened the door for me and waited for me to enter my house.

And as soon as I entered the door, my knees weakened from everything, causing me to slowly fall on the ground.

What the hell just happened?

Fuck?

What if this is love?