Kaycee
I walk down the hallway towards my room after a few hours of working on my designs. I am planning on visiting my cousin Izabella and her two children and having lunch with them.
I enter my room and put my designs on a shelf before changing into more comfortable clothes and grabbing my keys. I lock my door before walking down the halls of the mansion towards the door. I turn a corner and run into someone, causing me to drop my bag, which spills it's contents.
"I'm so sorry," I say quickly, bending down to pick up the bag and it's lost items. The person bends down as well and helps me. By the look of their hands, I can tell the person is a man. I look up at the man and blink in shock when I see Thedrick there, smirking his usual smirk, his green eyes showing both mischievousness and joy.
"Why do we always meet like this?" I ask, trying to hide my embarrassment. Thedrick chuckles and stands up, the bag in his hand.
"I guess it's fate," he replies and I laugh softly.
"Maybe," I reply softly before accepting the bag.
"Where are you off to?" he asks suddenly and I raise an eyebrow, "I'm just curious, cookie,"
"I'm going to see my cousin," I reply with a kind smile and Thedrick nods. I take a close look at his jaw and see a small bruise there, indicating the spot where Zach punched him a week ago.
"Listen, Thedrick," I say awkwardly, "I'm sorry that Zach punched you,"
"Why are you apologizing?" Thedrick asks, "it wasn't your fault, and besides, it's no big deal,"
"Yes it was my fault and yes its a big deal," I say, "you two are brothers, not enemies! You should love not fight!" I go to say more, but something interrupts me. My eyes widen slightly when I realize Thedrick is kissing me. I hesitantly return the kiss, closing my eyes and my body takes over by having my arms wrap around his neck. I hear the sound of feet approaching, but my body pays no attention to the fact that our privacy will be violated.
The sound gets louder then suddenly stops before continuing, this time sounding angry as they stormed past us. When the person is gone, I break the kiss, cheeks heating up.
"I'll , uh, see you later," I say before walking away hastily.
~
I arrive at my cousin's apartment and enter the lobby. I press the buzzer leading to her apartment.
"Yes?"
"Hey, Iza, it's me, Kaycee," I say softly and I hear a gasp.
"Come on up!" I smile before walking over to the elevator. The doors slide open when it arrives and I wait for the people to leave before walking in. I press the floor of her apartment and I wait for the elevator to reach it.
I walk down the hall and find her door. I knock three times and walks a few seconds before the door is opened and I am hugged by two little girls.
"Hey you two," I say with a smile as I look down at their blonde heads.
"Sarah, Abby, let Aunt Kaycee in," Iza says and the two girls run back inside, giggling. Iza then steps forward and wraps me up in a hug.
"I haven't seen you in forever!" She says, stepping back, a smile in her face, "We have so much to talk about!"
I follow her into the apartment and into the kitchen, where she has prepared milk and Oreos, which sits on a platter on the island.
"Milk and Oreos, Iza?" I questioned, sitting down at the island, "grandma used to always give us this for a snack," I stare at the platter with a sad look and Iza smiles comfortingly, sitting down beside me.
"Yes, she did. I miss her so much," we sit in silence before Iza speaks.
"This is what we need to talk about," she grabs a magazine and plops it between us. My eyes widen slightly when I recognize the cover.
"Iza...?"
"What's going in between you and Zach Kanyor?" She asks enthusiastically, her green eyes alight with enthusiasm.
"Nothing," I say, jumping at the sudden high pitch in my voice. I clear my throat before speaking, "Nothing is going in between me and the Prince,"
"Liar," Iza says softly before opening the magazine to the page with the pictures. She then points to the middle one.
"See? You two could have been kissing there!"
"He asked me to dance and I had to accept, he's the Prince!" I defend, "it was a one time thing!"
"Mmhmm," Iza says, clearly not believing me, what about this one? He is smiling while watching you take care of that baby,"
"The couple told a joke and he laughed,"
"That's a loss of bs, Kaycee," Iza says tossing the magazine to the side, "you should take a look at yourself, your blushing like crazy and avoiding eye contact,"
I let lose a long sigh before speaking, "fine, you want to about my relationship with the Prince, fine," and I tell her the story of Zach's and I's relationship.
When I'm finished, she is speechless.
"Kaycee, I don't know-"
"Save it, it doesn't matter. He doesn't love me, he never did," Iza stands up and hugs me.
"How do you know for sure he doesn't love you?"
"Well, for starters, he is a Prince, I'm just his designer," I say softly, "and I saw him kidding his ex yesterday," Iza takes a deep breath and looks at me.
"Talk to him," I go to object, but she holds up her finger, "maybe you can resolve any conflict between you two," I sigh, debating whether or not to talk to Zach. I check the time and realize it's six.
"I got to go, Iza," I say, grabbing my bag, "thanks for the Oreos!" I wave good bye before leaving the apartment.
~
I decided not to talk to Zach. Instead, I stayed up until ten working on my designs. So here I lie in bed, not getting any sleep. I have been trying to go to sleep for an hour and no luck. Millions of thoughts have been invading my mind.
I keep worrying what would have happened if I spoke to Zach like Iza suggested, would that have helped anything? Probably not, but yet again it might have.
Twenty minutes later, I am wandering the halls silently, avoiding any guards. I finally reach my destination and knock on the door. I wait a few seconds before knocking again. I hear movement inside the room and my heart behind to beat faster.
The door swings open and Zach stands there, in nothing but a pair of black sweatpants. In the dim lighting, I can see his abs and I can't help but blush. I return my gaze to his face and can easily tell I woke him up. His dark brown hair is more messier than usual.
"This better be good," he says, annoyance evident in his voice. I take a deep breath before speaking, heart still racing.
"We need to talk," Zach raises an eyebrow.
"And this couldn't have waited until tomorrow?" I shake my head and he steps aside, letting me in. He shuts the door behind him and sits in the bed, this time, not motioning me to sit next to him. I remain in my spot by the door awkwardly.
"Well?" I jump at his voice, remembering why I am here.
"Oh, um, I'm sorry about yelling at you a week ago," I apologize slowly, choosing my words carefully.
"It was a stupid reason to tell at me,"
"What?"
"The reason you yelled at me was pointless abs stupid," he chuckles.
"It was not stupid! I don't want you and Thedrick to fight over me!"
"I think you just made the matters worse, love," he says with a chuckle and I'm left confused.
"How?"
"By kissing my brother earlier today," I can hear the anger and irritation in his voice.
"That was you?" I say softly, "You're the one that walked passed us..."
"Yes," he says slowly, "hated the sight of it too,"
"Says the one that kissed their ex,"
"What?" It's his turn to be confused.
"Yesterday I saw you and Miranda in a heated make out session. Seems like you still love her,"
"No, I don't,"
"Then why were you kissing her when you don't love her?"
"Why were you kissing Thedrick?" Sometime during the agreement, he had stood up and walked towards me. Now we are standing face to face, glaring at one another. I open my mouth to reply, but I'm stopped when Zach suddenly kisses me, hands on the side of my face.
I instantly choose my eyes and return the kiss, wrapping my arms around his neck.
The next thing I know, we are on the bed, him above me still kissing. Zach then breaks the kiss and looks at me.
"You needed to get some sleep," he says, rolling over so he is on his back in the bed, "you need to get some sleep,"
Author's Note:
Sorry for any errors, 75% of this chapter was typed on my phone. Excuse the high amount of cheesiness in this chapter