Angel Kiss - Laura Jane Cassidy [39]
‘Eh … no,’ I said.
‘That one’s kinda hot,’ she said, pointing over at Colin.
‘Oh, I wouldn’t say you’d have much luck with him,’ I said.
‘Tried, have you? I reckon I could get in there. No offence.’
‘Oh, none taken … I think you should definitely go for it then. His name is Colin. Excuse me, I just have to go and find my friend.’
I escaped to look for Emily and I found her pressed up against the wall, with David kissing her neck and running his hands through her hair. I was happy for them, but couldn’t help feeling down and a little envious at the same time. I just wished me and Nick were talking, let alone kissing. Life was just so unfair sometimes. I decided it was time to go home. I walked quickly past them, and up the stairs. Colin had put my jacket and bag in one of the bedrooms to keep them safe. I opened a few doors before I found the master bedroom with the coats all sprawled out on the bed. I spotted my leather jacket easily but couldn’t see my handbag anywhere. I’d begun to rummage through the coats when I heard somebody come in behind me. I turned round and to my complete surprise saw Nick slamming the door shut and locking it.
‘Hi,’ I said.
He jumped with fright. ‘Oh, Jacki, I didn’t see you there.’
‘What are you doing?’ I said.
‘Shhh,’ he whispered. ‘I’m hiding.’
I quickly checked my outfit to make sure I looked OK. I couldn’t believe we were alone. I love how unbelievably perfect moments can just pounce on you sometimes. Especially when you’ve almost given up hope.
‘Who from?’ I asked.
‘Nick!’ shouted a girl’s voice from the hall.
‘Is that Amanda?’ I said quietly.
‘You know her?’
‘Just met her. She’s a bit annoying.’ I was so glad Nick had locked the door. I couldn’t bear it if Amanda barged in and ruined our moment alone. I wondered if my make-up had worn off. It was pretty dark though, only the bedside lamps were on, so he probably wouldn’t notice.
‘She’s insane. The lads thought it would be funny to tell her that I fancied her. I’m going to kill them.’
‘She is very pretty.’
‘But she’s actually crazy. That cancels it out.’
Nick stepped away from the door. ‘What are you doing in here anyway? You’re not going, are you?’
‘Oh no … I was just, just getting something from my bag. I left it up here with my jacket.’
He sat down on the bed beside me. My eyes rested on the curls at the back of his neck. I breathed in his aftershave and felt a little shock when his leg touched mine.
‘I may never be able to leave this room,’ he whispered.
That’s OK by me, I thought to myself, my heart starting to thump.
‘I’ve hardly got to talk to you at all tonight,’ he said. ‘I’ve been trying to avoid that girl and she always seemed to be in the same room as you.’ So he hadn’t been ignoring me after all. It was such a relief to know that. Why did I always think the worst when it came to boys?
‘Did you want to talk to me about something?’ I asked.
‘Well, no, not really anything in particular, just, you know, chat.’ Nick pulled at a thread hanging from his torn denims.
‘OK,’ I said.
‘Sorry, I’m terrible at this.’
‘At what?’
‘Talking to girls who I like.’ He looked up at me.
That was it. I was officially in love.
Neither of us said anything for a moment. Then I moved a little closer. And he leaned forward and kissed me. In that moment nothing else in my life mattered. Anything that had gone before was just leading up to that soft, flawless kiss.
Nick gently pushed me back on the bed. We kissed again, more intense this time. I shivered slightly, a little bit from nerves, but mostly from excitement. It felt amazing. His hand brushed against my neck, and with each touch I became more lost in the moment. This incredible, magical moment. It was definitely my version of heaven. For a few seconds it was perfect. But then suddenly