✔ Perfect Chemistry ✔

Chapter Eight

Chapter Eight

I moved in to his arm's and wrapped my arms around his neck. We were kissing… me and Kip, at last! The kiss seemed to last forever. When we finally broke apart, I couldnt help but steal a look over at the guys. As predicted, When I looked up, they all quickily looked away. 

They HAD been staring. I couldn’t help but laugh. 

‘What?’ Kip asked with a smile. I nodded over in the direction of our friends. 

‘We had an audience. I wonder what they must be thinking’. I joked. But he just grinned. 

'Probably thinking 'It's about f*****g time!' He told me with the loudest laugh.. I just looked at him, raising an eye brow. 'Oh..yeah, they kinda know that. I’ve sorta liked you for a while' 

'What?' Was he for real?! 

‘Well, I suppose Like isn’t really the correct word..’ He trailed off. I wanted to bloody slap him. Finish a f*****g sentence! 

'Well, what is the word!?' I demanded to know, I NEEDED to know! 

'I-I....' He thought about it. 'Doesn't matter. You probably don't feel the same way, and if I tell you, it will make you uncomfortable and-’

'Please, tell me?' I practically begged

'I am in love with you, Emma. I have been for a very long time. At first, I thought it was just a crush and that it would fade but it never went away and I never said any  thing about it because if I told you and you didn't feel the same way about me... Then, well, every thing would be f****d up. Plus, Part of me thought it was wrong..' He trailed off.

'Why did it feel wrong?!’

'Well, because, I've known you since you were a little girl and, that’s weird.’ I was slightly offended, and he could tell. ‘Don't get upset' He lifted his hand and rubbed my cheek softly. I closed my eyes and leaned into his hand.

'Im not upset' I lied, and he knew it. I couldn’t lie to them, so I always closed my eyes when I attempted to...Which, Just gave me away in the process regardless.. 

'I met you when you were 8. That’s young. You WERE a little girl. You were some one who has been like a little sister to me. I'm not that much older than you, but i was 15 when you moved here. You have grown up with us as your brother's. Can't you see my point?' I did when he explained it like that.

'Yeah, I can but you’re not my brother. It doesn't matter what age I was when you first met me, or what age you were when I was 8. Im 18 now.’

‘Would you think it was ‘’weird’’ if it was Benny or Angel?’ I visibly cringed at the thought. 

‘Gross, Yes, it would be weird, but it isn’t weird with you.. You’re hot!’ As soon as I blurted the comment out, I blushed.  He just grinned. ‘Ok, If it's so weird, why ask me on a date?’ I could tell by his facial expression, he had no idea how to answer.

‘Hey! We’re hot!’ Angel suddenly shouted. I looked up and realised all of them were standing a lot closer than they were before. They had been listening to our conversation! 

‘You are listening?!' I yelled, Scolding them.

‘Sorry’. They all looked away, clearly ashamed. Good. I rolled my eyes and turned back to Kip. 

‘I should probably get back soon before my parents wake up and realise I’ve gone’. He frowned by nodded. ‘We still going on a date?’ It was a question partly to lighten the mood and partly because It was a serious question I wanted to know the answer to. 

‘Of course’. I couldn’t help the smile that broke out across my face, and I just thought ‘’f**k it’’ and leaned in and gave him a quick kiss, before pulling away and standing up. 

We started walking back towards our street, but the mental clock in my head was still counting down. No. I couldn’t wait my last bit of time with the guys at home, afraid to get in to trouble. 

'Hey, guys?' They all turned and looked at me. 'Can you take me to Candy Ink, please?' 

'And, why do you need to go there, little one?' I hated it when Zane use my age like that.

'Why do you think?’ They all just looked at me, smirking, and folded their arms across their chest. 

‘Forget it’. I pushed through them and started walking again, it was Matt who pulled me back. 

‘Come on, It’s my turn to pay’. Holding my hand, we changed direction and headed in to town instead. 

Tattoo time!