She screamed .
This time he couldn't even bother rolling his eyes.
He did that five times already.
"I feel like-like I'll burst into flames Dennis! There is something in my tummy. It won't stop rolling!" She cried , placing her hand on her tummy.
"May be it's the spaghetti you ate fifteen minutes ago." He offered a reason for her case.
The both of them were laying on his bed , both of them staring up at ceiling. A bored and tired Dennis and an over excited , Michael Kors clad, bouncing around Gloria.
Dennis felt like she resembled an unstable electron who couldn't find it's nucleus.
But he had been in her place somewhere in the past so he got what she was going through.
She turned her neck at him and her eyes turned into slits because his eyes were about to shut!
She rammed her elbow in his ribs jolting him awake, turning his sleep deprived red eyes at her.
"Bitch , I was there when you needed a shoulder and now I deserve the same response ! "
Tiredly he rubbed his eyes with the heel of his palm.
"I'm," he yawned ," listening ."
Now she turned all the way at him.
"Really? Remind me where he touched me?!"
"Your hair and neck. God you make me sound like a chick. " He groaned out loud.
Satisfied with his answer , she nodded.
"As I was saying. .he clearly likes me the same way I do and you were wrong about him. He. loves.me." she stated proudly.
Dennis sighed crossing his arms over his chest. Sleep was not going to be on the schedule now.
"Wow. You tracked the distance between like and love in a second. " He said with disbelief.
Gloria frowned.
"What's that suppose to mean? Why would he kiss me if he don't love me or like me? "
"Did he say the words? "
Gloria shook her head.
"Thought so. If he didn't say them then you, my friend, are in the grey area." He smirked.
Now that really did something to the ball of fire in her tummy. It slowed down. Killing half of the excitement as if responding to what he said.
He kissed her .
And she responded.
She kissed him back.
But none of them exchanged any i-'cant -live -without- you or I -love- you. .now that was a point to ponder.
She turned around again, laying flat on the bed. .her emerald eyes stuck to the ceiling.
She was sure about her feelings. She knew she fell for him . Hard. The likeness bloomed into love before she could say her name.
But. .he never said anything. After the kiss. All he said was "I'll drop you home."
And her mind being a gooey mess , she had nodded . .all she could think about was his lips. And how it had felt on hers.
Just like in the books.
The excitement, the exhilaration, the want . .the kiss had everything. .it was passionate. . something she had always wanted to experience in love. .

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Happily Ever After (Boys From Hell #2)
HumorGloria Dickinson , a girl who loves limited editions, Anna Wintour and a happily ever after. She lives for the day when her Prince Charming will sweep her off her feet and take her to a castle in a land far far away. Little does she know that her Pr...