★ Marcy’s POV ★
I opened my mouth to speak.
Was it to interrupt? To laugh? To scream?
I didn’t know.
I didn’t find out.
My jaw hung open for what felt like an eternity, and it produced nothing during that time.
It barred my voice.
But I couldn’t stay there for long, because their kiss was visibly coming to an end—and nothing good would happen to me if they saw I was here.
I forced my mouth shut and tiptoed back onto the sidewalk, biting on my lip to keep from saying anything.
Of course, my big mouth interfered.
★ Niall’s POV ★
I don’t really know what possessed me.
I don’t really care.
The only thing that seriously mattered right now was the fact that Kam’s fingers were clamped tightly onto my shoulders and her mouth was on mine, slow but consenting.
It only mattered that she didn’t push me away or punch me in the face or reject my advances. It almost felt like she accepted them, much more eagerly than I had anticipated.
I was in heaven.
At least, until Marcy showed up.
★ Kamila’s POV ★
So, it was kind of awkward.
Okay, really awkward.
Especially how he’d just grabbed me out of nowhere.
But I wasn’t complaining.
It was nice and soft and slow—the type of kiss reserved for those couples that had been together forever. And, if it had been an after-dinner goodnight kiss, it would’ve been absolutely perfect. Then again, it wouldn’t have been much of a surprise if I’d seen it coming, and that was actually what—
“Ahem,” Someone cleared their throat nearby, practically separating Niall and I with that simple sound. “Oh, don’t mind me, just walking on the sidewalk on the way to the grocery store…to my friends who happened to forget something…nothing out of the ordinary…”
“Marcy!” I practically screamed, stomping out onto the sidewalk to face her. “How much of that did you see?”
She shrugged, saying, “Whatever do you mean?” with a feigned innocent accent. “Didn’t you hear? I was just walking on the sidewalk on my way to the grocery store…” She laughed. “Okay, no. But seriously, next time you decide to have some weird, fantastical adventure with Niall, try not to forget your wallet.”
She shoved it into my hands, saying nothing else as she left.
★ Niall’s POV ★
The rest of the trip was uneventful.
We didn’t speak inside the store nor out of it, heading back to the flat without a word.
It was only until she reached the door that Kam sighed, standing in front of the knob to keep us from entering.
“Okay, what gives?” She demanded, her stare serious for once.
“Don’t play dumb. You know what.” Her eyes narrowed, forcing a heavy exhale from my lungs.
“It was a good idea at the time,” I admitted, attempting to make a pass for the door handle. She didn’t budge. “And I’ve been itching to do that for a while now, but you’ve been too busy kissing up to Zayn for me to try anything. It was my only chance.”
“Wait, what?” She stepped closer, but I moved back.
“Now it’s your turn to play dumb, right? Don’t pretend you’re not fooling around with Zayn. We’ve seen ya.”
Now that she had moved, I took the opportunity to scramble into the flat.
It was quiet when we came back.
YOU ARE READING
When two best friends take up summer internships at the new Hot Topic HQ in London, England, they have no idea what they have in store--especially when the internationally famous British/Irish boy band One Direction is involved.