He looked up, a smirk pulling at the corner of his lips as his eyes connected with Regina. A goofy smile smothered my face as I watched their silent connection. Leaning in, I whispered, “I’m going to the toilet, don’t run off with the Ken doll,” making myself laugh as I slipped out the booth and headed towards the bathroom.
After ten minutes of standing in the hallway, I finally got into the toilet. I kept my head down and slipped inside the stall door. Okay, so the party wasn’t as bad as I thought it was going to be but being honest I was ready to go home. I felt whacked and the person I was hoping to see hadn’t shown. Even when bronzed, blonde god walked in, she wasn’t with him. My stomach swirled, my heart thumping. Why was I infatuated with her? I didn’t want to be, I had never found another girl attractive in the way that I did Fallon.
Pulling my shorts up and flushing the toilet I made my way to the sink to wash my hands. I looked up at myself, my opal eyes wide and glistening. My make-up was still set, not that I wore a lot of it, but it still covered my bags and gave my cheeks a pinch of colour.
Drying my hands with a paper towel, I dropped it in the bin beside me before fluffing my hair at the root. Pulling on the door, I stepped aside as I let a group of girls through. Pacing down the hallway, I felt a cool grip on my arm as I was tugged back round. My eyes roamed up her body before I found her eyes.
Fallon.
My heartbeat escalated, my chest heaving up and down as she pulled me back down the hallway and into the doorway that was tucked away on the left so we were out of sight from prying eyes.
She dropped my hand, pushing my back against the closed door before both of her hands were placed either side of my head, caging me in.
My breath was racing, I tried to calm it but I couldn’t. It felt as if she stole my breath. My eyes fell to her chest, her top dipping low and not leaving anything to the imagination.
“What do you want?” I hissed at her, my eyes steady with hers after pulling them from the temptation that was her in front of me.
“Why are you here?” Fallon asked, her voice low, her minty breath was on my face.
“Probably the same reason you are?” I stated the obvious, I wasn’t about to play any stupid, childish games with her.
“Smart mouth, Ivy.” Her tongue darted out and coated her plump, bottom lip. “I like it.”
I smirked.
One of her hands slowly came to my face, tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear before her fingers brushed across my cheek bone and down to my jaw. My cheeks burned a crimson red, my needy fingers curling onto the wall behind me when all I wanted to do was run my fingers through her hair. Her thumb brushed over my parted lips in a slow, teasing manner. My breath caught at the back of my throat, Fallon’s eyes blazed with delight as her lips twitched into a devastatingly beautiful smile. I hated that my body reacted in this way to her touch.
“Oh,” she whispered, her eyes falling from my eyes to my lips, from my lips to my heaving chest. “You like this, don’t you?” she taunted, her eyes connecting with mine. The air was thick, the tension crackled between us.
I said nothing, just rubbed my lips together.
It was true. I did like it. But I wasn’t going to tell her that.
Her lips edged closer to mine, I could have stopped her, but I didn’t. Tingles spread over my skin, a burning heat pooled low in my belly as she continued. She stopped, her lips practically touching mine, her breath was shaky before pressing them into mine. Her lips were soft, gentle as she teased with her tongue, waiting for me to accept it. Opening my mouth for her, her tongue swept across mine. My heart continued to race; my skin alight with a burning desire. My hands moved from my side to her face, holding her where I wanted. Fireworks exploded inside of me at this new sensation that was coursing through my veins. I wanted her, no, I needed her.
More of her.
Every bit of her.
Our kiss grew hungrier, sloppier as our instincts took over. I didn’t want her to stop. Her hands grabbed my waist, pulling our bodies flush. A whisper of a moan slipped past my lips as she broke away, my lips burned but in the best possible way. A soft smirk played on her lips as she leant towards me, her lips by the shell of my ear as I inhaled her heavenly scent of cherries and vanilla.
“This stays between us…” her voice was low, “you’re my dirty little secret.” She stepped back, pressing her finger to her plump lips as her sapphire green eyes danced with mine and then she was gone.
My fingers pressed to my lips; how could they feel so bruised? I took a moment to catch my ragged breath before leaning round the corner and looking down the hallway. She had literally disappeared.
Fuck.
Just as I went to leave, my phone vibrated. Reaching for it, my eyes widened as I saw the name WCG.
My fumbling thumbs clicked the message quickly as I read, my eyes widening in horror
Happy Friday, West Covers,
Did anyone hear the latest?
Of course, you wouldn’t, because I am your one and only source for this kind of gossip.
Rumour has it that things just got a little heated with the Queen B of the school.
What was it I heard? Hmm… oh yeah…
The one and only Fallon, locking lips with a student in the bathroom hallway.
Isn’t she a popular topic at the moment?
Watch out Fallon, remember I have eyes everywhere.
WCG x
Double fuck.