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fourteen.

"hey kiera, i'm having a party tonight, are you coming?" a boy jacob asked her.

"i don't know, can i have a plus one?"

"you? have a plus one?"

"yes, is that so hard to believe?"

"kind of. who is it?"

"oliver."

"as in him?" jacob asked pointing towards the car park.

"yes as in him, why? have you got a problem with that?"

"kind of, yeah."

"fine then i'll fix your problem."

"so are you coming?"

"no."

kiera said before she walked towards the car park where oliver was leaning against his mum's car.

"hey kiera, want a ride home?"

"first, can i say that this morning wasn't a mistake?"

"what do you me-" he began before he was cut off by her lips. he got over the shock quickly and kissed her back, his hand moving to her waist as her strawberry balmed lips kissed his.

he leaned away slightly smirking.

"why are you smiling like that?" she asked.

"i've been missing your strawberry kisses, cause nothings as sweet and the taste still drives me crazy" he sang before they both laughed.

"get in the car you doofus." she smirked before kissing him again and climbing into the passenger seat.