Stranded

Chapter Twelve

*Massive cliffhanger back there huh? Don't worry, this book's not over. So awkward writing that kissing scene. Especially because idk how it's like to kiss anybody like that...Anyways! Please vote and comment! Thanks! Enjoy! And sorry, it's just a filler, but next chapter is sure to have drama! And maybe longer. Dedicated to TewyGurl for just being my friend. xP Tank you lady!*

Chapter Twelve:

I stood there shocked at what this idiot was doing, and how so many sparks there were.

I thought the sparks only happen in movies!

And I have no idea why, but I responded.

It seemed as if we kissed forever. Our lips molded together, perfectly in sync with each other. His tongue licked my lower lip, asking for entrance, but I denied. I wanted to pull back, but I didn't...and I couldn't.

Suddenly, I felt a hand smack my butt, and I let out a gasp. Well, his little "plan" worked.

Our tongues fought for dominance, and unfortunately, he won. But I got a rematch. I still lost.

"Looks like you two have been necking on a lot," I heard Stephan's English accent fill in the room. I instantly separated myself from Trevor, and looked at Stephan. He was smirking. I started blushing furiously even though I didn't know what that meant.

"What does that mean? Like, clashing your neck against someone else's neck or something?" I furrowed my eyebrows. He started laughing, and shaking his head. He fell on the floor.

"It means kissing," Trevor spoke up. I turned to look at him. He was trying to hold in his laughter.

"How do you know?"

"Because...I have relatives that live in England," He mumbled shyly. A faint blush appeared on his cheeks as he scratched the back of his head and looked down. He looked adorable! Wait, what did I just think to myself?!

Well, you did just make out with him.

"Interesting," I raised a brow, ignoring what my mind just said.

"Whatever," He mumbled shyly. I wanted to run over there and pinch his cheeks. What is wrong with me? I sound like a grandma.

"Wait...guys what time is it?" I asked.

"It's...7:50," Jade answered, trying to conceal her excitement. Five minutes?! Holy butt farts!

"What?! But I thought...weren't...whaaat?" I said. I really didn't know what to say. But I kissed Trevor for that long?! Didn't I need air?! Wait...why did I even kiss him?! And why don't I regret it?!

Jade laughed. "We're alive! We're not going to die! Those stupid failures failed again." She rolled her eyes. "Oh my gosh! I can be your wife!" Jade turned to Justin, and she glued her lips to his. I turned away. I didn't need to see that. I know how everyone felt when me and Trevor were swapping spit.

Matt!

I turned to the stairs to find looking at me, quizzically. I raised an eyebrow and mouthed to him, "You okay?"

He nodded, and smiled softly. He turned around, and went up the stairs. I looked back at everyone to find Jade and Justin still kissing, and Joe and Trevor were trying to calm down a laughing Stephan. It wasn't that funny. Right?

I ran up the stairs and went into Matt's room. "Matt?" I called out.

"Right here," I heard his voice. I looked around the dark room for a light switch. I turned it on, and found Matt on the bed. I walked over to him.