“You know, it would be easier to understand if you actually paid some attention in class.” Kellan mildly scolded at me with a shake of his head. Yes, Kellan.
Over the course of the year, my Chemistry grade has significantly dropped to where I’m barely passing with a D minus. Mr. Fowler threatened that if I didn’t pass this class I would be stuck in summer school. The summer school part didn’t necessarily bother me; it was when he told me that my parents would have to come in to a conference as well to discuss stupidity. Now, I didn’t want that, at all. So, I resorted the next, less painful thing: being tutored by Kellan.
I managed to muster up enough courage a couple days earlier, when I received a test back with a whopping big F plastered in red across the front page, to ask Kellan for help. Yes, it did hurt my ego to have to ask for help, considering that I prefer myself as an independent person, but it beat having to my parents come to school and completely trash Operation Lockdown.
So now, here I was, sitting beside Kellan at the desk in his bedroom, trying to learn Chemistry.
“I do pay attention!” I defended, trying to sound as surprised as possible at Kellan’s half-true accusation. I did try my hardest to pay attention in class. I’d listen to Mr. Fowler and his terrible explanations and lessons and as soon as I couldn’t keep up, I found myself dazing off. And it didn’t help all too much that I had someone as attractive as Kellan sitting beside me for an hour and a half either. Wait, what? I didn’t think that. Focus, Danielle, focus.
“Mhmm, now did you balance those equations I gave you?” He asked, leaning closer to me to peer at my sheet of paper. I bit my lip nervously, glancing back down at my paper. My big, loopy handwriting contrasted that of Kellan’s neat, slanted letters and numbers. He’d wrote down equations and I had to balance them after at least a good half hour of him trying to explain to me how to do such a simple task. And now, looking down at them, I secretly wished that I got them all right so he’d be proud of me.
Kellan slid the paper from in front of me to him and began to check over the problems with a red pen and I watched his face intently. Whenever he focused, really focused, his eyes became slightly darker with his new serious mood and his eyebrows furrowed together. And I couldn’t help but notice how his full lips became slightly worse. I had to tear my eyes from his lips when he turned back to me, a small smirk now placed on those particularly good looking lips.
“You only missed one. Nice job! I think you’re finally starting to get the easy stuff.” He said with a smile and laugh. I gave a humorous sigh.
“Yeah, but if it took me this long to get the easy stuff, think of how long it’ll take me to even start understanding the hard stuff.” I groaned, letting my head fall into my hands and Kellan titled his head at me and got me to look him in the eye.
“Hey, don’t worry, you’ll get it. With me around, there’s no way you can flunk. I’ll make sure of that.” He spoke those encouraging words and I became confused when a sudden blush appeared on my cheeks and small butterflies grew in my stomach. I had to look away from Kellan’s eyes and back down at the paper he handed back. I trained my focus back on it instead of him. He was right. Only one was circled in red with the correct work written beside it. I was getting better and it was thanks to Kellan.
I heard Kellan clear his throat and I reluctantly pulled my attention back to him. He was looking down at his hands, picking at the cuticles on his fingernails. “Well, I know you’ve been kind of cramped in this house all the time and Riley is throwing a party, tomorrow night, so I was wondering if maybe you’d like to come – you know, just so you can get out of the house?” Kellan said quickly and I stared at him wide eyed.
If he hadn’t of added the last part, I would have been positive that he was asking me out. But he isn’t, Danielle, so just shut your annoying thoughts up, I told myself and thought about Kellan’s question. Well, I did need to get out. I was starting to become crankier as the days went by and I did nothing but go to school and come back here. No, parties weren’t exactly my scene, but I was starting to become desperate. And, Kellan would be there, so I probably wouldn’t be in too much danger. Maybe it wasn’t such a bad idea.
“Yeah,” I said finally, looking up at him with a smile. “That would be nice.”
“YOU WHAT?” Theo practically screamed at me from across the lunch table. He completely freaked when I told him about my plans of going to a party with Kellan, just like I expected he would. With a sigh, I tried to explain things to him again, with a little less enthusiasm though.
“I’m going to a party with Kellan. It’s not a big deal. I really need to get out anyways. But who knows? We might not even speak the entire time I’m over there. He’s just my ride, Theo. You don’t need to have a cow.” I said in complete monotone and Theo wouldn’t simply just take that as a good enough answer.
“No, Danielle. You aren’t going to a party with him. I’m not going to let you screw with yourself – or with him.” Theo commanded and I literally wanted to throw anything I could get my hands on at him. I absolutely hated when he did this. Bossing me around, like he owned me or something. I was tired of his protectiveness being his excuse for never letting me do anything. Every single time I wanted to do something that he didn’t like, he’d say no and when I would argue, he’d pull the guilt trip with me, making me feel sorry about something that I didn’t even do! He was my friend, but he wasn’t my dad. I wouldn’t let my dad do it to me and I wasn’t going to let him do it me either.
“Theo when are you going to stop treating me like a child?” I scolded, glaring him in the eye. “I can handle myself and I don’t need you to constantly watch over me. I’m aloud to have a little fun and maybe if you got that stick out of your ass you would actually know the meaning of the word.” Theo visibly flinched at my insult and I felt a small bit of transgression pang inside of me. I shouldn’t have said it like that, I thought, and apparently Theo did too, for he just stood up and angrily stalked off. It wasn’t exactly rare for him to walk off whenever we had an argument, but it wasn’t exactly common either. Maybe I went too far.
No, Danielle. He completely antagonized you like he always does and you’ve always put up with it. It’s time he learned his lesson. I should just let him think for a couple days, and then maybe he’d realize he was wrong.
But even that thought didn’t make me feel better. Theo and I have been arguing much more than normal and it was getting to me. I actually couldn’t wait to get to this party later tonight, so at least while I was there I could forget about him, my dad and everything all together. I needed to take a load off and if that meant being escorted by Kellan, then so be it.
I hated how good I looked, but how uncomfortable I felt. I was sitting in Kellan’s car, driving to Riley’s house where that party was being held and regretting what I had decided to wear. If you were wondering, I was wearing a nice and tight pair of black skinny jeans with a nice and shimmery gold blouse. I let my hair fall down in waves and the black pumps I was wearing gave me a little bit of height. I did look good, but I was uncomfortable. I had to admit though, Kellan looked pretty good himself. It was amazing how he could make something as simple as jeans, a t-shirt and that signature leather jacket of his make a girl drool.
By the time we arrived, I also found myself having another regret: I forgot a jacket. I was shivering almost furiously as we were going up the walkway to Riley’s already crowded house and I jumped when I felt something drape around my shoulders. I snapped my head in the direction of the accomplice and saw Kellan wrapping his leather jacket around my shoulders.
“Oh, I’m fine, really.” I said, trying to protest to his kind gesture, but he only shook his head at me and let the jacket rest along my arms and shoulders.
“I’m a dude; I can handle anything, even a little cold. Besides, you obviously need it more than me. You haven’t stopped shaking since we got out of the car. You can just give it back to me when we get back to the house.” He said and that fluttery feeling came back and wouldn’t go away no matter how much I pushed it back down. The thought occurred to me that Kellan had been paying enough attention to me to actually notice how cold I was and how much I needed some warmth. He had been watching me. I smiled to myself and slid my arms through the sleeves of his very warming leather jacket. I breathed in the strong musky, woodsy smell that it held and I immediately loved it, even more than the welcoming scent of cinnamon of Theo’s. It unnerved me how much I liked it.
The music was so loud that I could feel the vibrations through my feet when we entered the house. It was as packed as I thought it would be. There were drunk, horny teens everywhere and I immediately felt uncomfortable and I tensed.
I felt Kellan’s hand suddenly trail to the small of my back as he leaned down and had to semi-shout into my ear. “Come on, let’s go dance.” He said, surprising me greatly. I would have thought that he’d just come to drop me off and then not talk to me the entire we were here. I didn’t think he’d want to talk to me, let alone dance with me.
“You actually want to hang out with me?” I embarrassingly spluttered out and blushed when Kellan chuckled at me and grasped my hand gently.
“Well, I don’t see that pit bull friend of yours around, so yeah, I do.” He said and without further hesitation, pulled me out onto the makeshift dance floor. I barely avoided getting smacked in the face by flying arms and twitching bodies, but Kellan helped me get through them until we were near the center of the wild mass of drunken teens. He began dancing right away and, though it took me a second to get relaxed and comfortable, I began dancing myself.
We kept a good distance between ourselves for the most part and I would turn every now and then, having my back to Kellan. I thought what normal dancing we had going on was good, so I was more than astonished when he let his large hands rest on my hips gently and casually pull me a little closer to him. I could almost feel the front of his chest against my back and I felt my breath hitch in my throat. I was completely sober and I’m sure Kellan was as well, so the fact that we were moving our bodies together so closely boggled me a bit, but I got into it.
I swayed back and forth, moving my hips in rhythm with his and found myself turning around so I could place my arms around his neck, only growing closer to him. My heart beat refused to slow down as we danced in each other’s arms, subconsciously pulling each other closer and closer until not even air could fill in between us.
Kellan bent his head down towards mine, letting it rest right beside my own and I could feel his hot breath against my cheek. If I turned my head just right, our lips would be hovering over each other’s. The thought made me nervous, yet exhilarated me all at the same time and I realized that I’ve never felt like this before. Not in any situation or with any other person.
I slowly turned my head so that Kellan and I were face to face. He was looking me dead in the eye, his green orbs filled with excitement just as mine were. Though we were having a good time, or at least I thought we were, Kellan wore that familiar serious look and I couldn’t help but wonder what he was thinking. I found out soon enough though, because he became to inch his face closer and closer to mine until finally, our lips touched.
A/N: Hey readers!!!So, yes, I finally added the scene some of you have been waiting a long time for. I hoped you loved it!!! Tell me what you think!! How do you think Danielle is going to react? And how are they going to deal with it when they aren't all hot and bothered ;) ? I hope you liked this chapter and feedback is loved dearly like always!! Sorry this wasn't exactly the best written chapter, but the next should be better.Thanks again for reading!! XOXO KeRi