"Loren?" I say, shocked.
"I wasn't talking to you." She sneers.
Then, she turns to Carlos and says,
"Hey, baby."
Carlos rolls his eyes at her.
"I got to go." He says, and walks away.
Before I can walk away too, Loren starts dragging me away.
"You!" She snarls.
"What?" I ask, confused.
"What have you done to him?" She hisses.
"Nothing! Get your hands off me." I say, squirming out of her tight grip.
"Did you kiss him?" She asks, angrily.
"No! Why would I? We were only talking. We got bored and left the party by taking a walk. Big deal." I say.
"Don't lie to me!" She threatens.
"That's the truth! Believe me if you want to!"
"You stay away from him, got it? He doesn't even like you!" She hisses.
I roll my eyes.
"I'll do what I want." I say, standing up for myself.
"You will. And if you know what's good for you, you'll stay away from him." She says, smirking.
"What makes you think you have a chance with him?" I ask.
"I'm prettier than you. And better." She says.
I snort.
"Loren, I hate to break it to you but beauty comes form within. Carlos doesn't care about what's on the outside. You only like him because of his looks." I say, trying to put some sense into her.
She sighs.
"You're so difficult Kiara." She says, sashaying away.
Now what?
I walk back to Zack's house.
I saw Zack making out in the corner with- Zara?
I thought she was into Carlos?
Whatever.
I couldn't care less.
I scan the room, looking for something to do.
Liv is nowhere to be seen and neither is Carlos.
I sigh.
I have no one.
That much is clear.
Suddenly, I spot Carlos.
He's flirting with some girl.
I feel a pang in my chest.
What the Hell?
He was being so nice to me a while ago and then he moves on to another girl.
Wait, why do I even care?
That's all people do.
Hurt me.
I shake my head.
No, that was nothing.
I sit in a corner and plug my earphones into my phone and play some music.
I immerse myself in my music, drowning everything else out.
I play 'Crying in the club' by Camilla Cabello.
'You think, that you'll die without him
You know, that's a lie that you tell yourself
You fear, that you'll lay alone forever now
It ain't true, ain't true, ain't true, no'
I sway to the beat of the music and even start humming.
Someone taps my shoulder and I look up.
I scowl.
"Whatcha lisenin' to, Angel?" Carlos asks, sitting down beside me, his shoulder brushing against mine.
"Why do you care?" I snap.
"Whoa! Why are you mad at me?" He looks at me, worried and confused.
I can't let him know I felt jealous, he'd laugh in my face.
I sigh.
"Sorry." I mutter.
"I'm listening to Camila Cabello." I say.
I remove one earphone and offered it to Carlos.
He takes it and puts it in his left ear.
'You may think, that you'll die without her
But you know, that's a lie that you told yourself
You fear, that you'll never meet another so pure, but
It ain't true, ain't true, ain't true, no'
The lyrics seemed to match the situation we're in.
I smile to myself.
I look at Carlos, who's looking straight at me.
When he realizes that I caught him staring, he looks away, tapping his foot to the music.
I'm glad Carlos and I bond over our similar taste in music.
He suddenly starts to sing aloud.
And damn, his voice is the best thing I've heard all day.
"What's running through that head of yours, Angel?" He asks, and I realize I had been staring at him.
I blush.
"Do you sing often?" I ask softly.
His cheeks turn pink.
"Rarely."
"Well, you have a great voice." I say, smiling.
"Thanks. You're the only person who's ever heard me sing." He says, sheepishly.
It makes my heart flutter.
I feel special.
I smile.
"Do you write songs?" I ask.
"No. I sing covers though. Please don't tell anyone though." He says.
I don't know why he'd want to keep his amazing talent a secret, but it's his choice.
"Your secret is safe with me." I say, smiling.
C A R L O S D I C A P R I O 'S P O V:
I sit there with Angel, listening to Camila Cabello, when she catches me singing.
I realize I had been singing aloud, and I see her staring at me.
I ask her what she was thinking about and she blushes adorably.
It's the sweetest thing I had seen all day. She was always so guarded around people.
"Do you sing often?" She asks me softly.
The truth is, I rarely sing.
Only when I'm extremely happy, do I tend to sing.
But I didn't tell anyone because I never needed to.
For me, singing was a way of expressing myself.
When I sang, I felt like I was the only person in the room.
I felt calm, relaxed and peaceful.
"Rarely." I say.
I had never told anyone about my love of singing.
I felt my cheeks heat up.
"Well, you have a great voice." Angel says, and for the first time ever, her smile reaches her eyes. It seems so genuine. I want to hug her. To hold her in my arms, and keep making her smile and laugh like that. But I control myself.
"Thanks. You're the only person who's ever heard me sing." I admit, earning another one of her beautiful smiles.
"Do you write songs?" She asks.
I shake my head. "No, I sing covers though. Please don't tell anyone." I plead.
She seems to understand, because she says, smiling, "Your secret is safe with me."
Her smile is crazy contagious, before I know it, I'm smiling too. We stare at each other for some time, me, getting lost in her beautiful brown eyes.
"Singing means a lot to me. When I sing, I feel like have no worries in the world, I feel at peace with the world." I say.
K I A R A J O N E S' P O V :
I could tell that what he was telling me meant a lot to him. I felt glad he was talking to me about something close to his heart.
"Hey you two lovebirds!" Someone shouts.
I blush.
Carlos seemed to have gone red too.
"Why are you just sitting there? Come on, let's have some fun." Zack says.
I roll my eyes.
His version of 'fun' is getting drunk.
That's not fun for me. I turn to Carlos.
"Well, someone's sobered up." I mutter.
Carlos chuckles.
"I think I'm going to leave. Zack's version of fun is not the same as mine."
He nods his head and says, "Yeah, I think I'll leave too. C'mon I'll drop you."
I walk over to Olivia, to let her know that I'm leaving with Carlos.
"Tell me everything that happened. I want all the details." She says, winking.
I nod and walk towards Carlos' car.
"Bye Kiara! Bye Carlos!" Zack yells from his door, as I get into the car.
"Bye."
'Tell me everything' He mouths to me.
I nod.
My best friend duties can wait for now.
"Ready, Angel?" Carlos asks, starting the engine.
I nod.
A/N: Did you like the chapter? If you did, please vote.
I HATE Loren!
How can she be so rude!