"Now it's my turn." Nate said smirking at me. I was thinking that he was going to dare me to do a very nasty thing, so I shot him a glare. He smirked and then looked at Gabe.
Why was he looking at Gabe? Don't tell me he will give a dare that will be between Gabe and I It will be embarrassing really...
"I dare Gabe to kiss Irish for two minutes. " Nate said, and what the fuck? "A french kiss." He added.
I looked at Gabe, he was also looking at me, but he was also smirking. Did they plan this?
I wasn't ready for my first kiss, and I never wanted to loose it to Cahill, not on a truth and dare game!
The nerve of that guy.
Gabe moved towards me and moved closer until our lips were two inches from each other. "I am gonna kiss you bad." He smashed his lips on mine before I could reply.
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Irish Grey is a nerd, but not your typical nerd cause she loves wearing cropped tops, sleeveless sweaters, tank tops, ripped jeans, sweatpants and boyfriend jeans. Typically not your typical nerd, but she loves reading. The only thing or person she likes the most is...
That brings us to Jace Jonas, the bad ass type, her best friend and secret crush since 10th grade. Jace, who only gets to girl's pants, having girlfriends every one month. As every one thinks, he only sees Irish as his best friend.
What happens when the new student, rich hot arrogant bad boy, Gabe Cahill creeps into Irish's life?
And she gets a french kiss from...
They start fake dating to win her Jace
And then she starts having feelings for the new bad boy?
Will her feelings for Jace vanish?
Read, "French Kiss For The Nerd" ♥♥
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Written by @apricitys.
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"What is this?" He asked, not even bothering to look at the canvas in front of me. Instead, his eyes were locked in mine.
I swallowed my saliva, chills running down my spine. I felt my palms getting sweaty as my legs nervously started bouncing up and down. Without giving me time to answer, he took a step closer to me, eyes still locked in mine. Each time he inched closer, I used my right foot to slowly push myself and the stool back. It seemed to be the only option to get away from him; until he forced his hands below the sides of my thighs, holding the stool in place. He released a soft chuckle as he eyed me from my eyes, down to my lips.
"You're beautiful," he said. From his voice, I couldn't tell if he was being serious, or messing around. It sounded sincere, however there was a smirk on his face. The smirk that he always has on his face when he's found an amusing target.
Then he averted his attentions back to my eyes. His expressions softened up the moment his eyes landed back on mine. His smirk disappeared.
I cleared my throat and broke the eye contact. I looked down at my palms as I rubbed the sweat against my jeans, "What do you want, Landon?" I asked, almost whispering.
I felt his hand brushing against my right cheek, as he tilts my chin up to look back at him. His messy brown hair, his light blue eyes and his pink soft lips were just centimeters from mine. I felt his breath lingering on the upper tip of my lip. In a panic, I pressed my palms against his chest and push him off.
He stumbled back with a surprised look on his face.
"Aubrey."
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Landon Carthy is an arrogant boy, who knowns to have absolutely no care in the world. Making girls suffer feels great to him. But what happens when a new girl in town becomes one of his victims? Will she allow him to walk upon her like all the other girls do?