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NO BREATHING ROOM
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2026-05-01 07:48:04
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The Kissing Booth NO BREATHING ROOM
CHARLOTTE’S POINT OF VIEW.“One word.” The host repeats, her smile sharp with anticipation. “Both of you….describe that kiss.” The silence between us stretched thick and heavy. The audience leaned forward, eyes bright with attention. Every camera in the arena zooms in, making me feel even deeper. Every eye, every expectation, every judgement pressing down on me. My fingers twitch in his, his grip tightens against mine.I can hear my voice bite back at me… say something. Don’t freeze….“Unexpected,” I said finally, nearly wincing at the knotting of my throat the second the word escaped my lips.The host hums, clearly amused at my answer. “Interesting.” Of course it is……it grossed over a million views in fifteen minutes!Her gaze slides to him. “And you, Adonis?” There’s a long, deliberate pause. Everyone holds their breath, including me.For some reason, I expect him to say something terrible about me. The kiss was a waste of time. I wish I could scour my lips clean… anything to leav
The Kissing Booth FAKE IT TILL YOU MAKE IT
CHARLOTTE’S POINT OF VIEW“So,” the host leans forward, eyes gleaming under the bright studio lights. “Is it true? Were you two really hiding a relationship all this time?”I feel and see every camera zoom in, every breath in the room stills. My pulse pounds so loudly, so wildly, I’m sure the microphones will pick it up.”Don’t freezeDon’t mess this up…..I almost chant it like a mantra in my mind until it turns into a song. His fingers tighten around mine, just slightly.Play your part…..I let out a soft laugh, tilting my head just enough to look shy… but not weak.“We weren’t hiding,” I say smoothly. “We were just…..careful.” A ripple runs through the audience. The host gasps lightly. “Careful? That sounds serious.”“It is,” I reply, tucking an unruly strand of hair behind my ear. And for a split second, I almost believe my words.The host’s smile widens, “Tell us how it started…….people are dying to know.”Of course they are……they always are. We’re in Vegas after all.I glance at
The Kissing Booth PLAY YOUR PART
CHARLOTTE’S POINT OF VIEW. They don’t give me time to think. Hands are on me the moment I step out of the tent. “Sit, quickly!” “Fix her hair…..no……not like that. We need a style that makes everyone pause.” “Lipstick. Someone get the lipstick!” “We need a natural glam! She’s the girlfriend of our boss; this was released on Valentine’s Day…..what makeup do you think she would wear?” I am stretched, prodded, and pulled in so many directions, I’m barely able to think. I blink as I’m pushed into a chair, lights flashing in my eyes, voices overlapping again. Someone is tugging at my hair, another at my shirt, fingers brushing against my face like I’m something being prepared for display. Right now, I’m not a person…. I'm a product. Something we need to sell to the general public… a love story that can leave little girls dreaming at night. Passion that makes the earth quake. “Stop moving,” a woman snaps, tilting my chin upward. “If you smear this, we’ll have to start over.” “I d
The Kissing Booth NO WAY OUT
CHARLOTTE’S POINT OF VIEW.The room hasn’t settled. If anything, it’s gotten worse. Pictures and images of my ex-boyfriends and former friends from high school are plastered across the screen, along with so-called comments from them about my character.The voices overlap in the rent, mixing with the sound of ringing phones and screens updating faster than I can process. My name is still there; my face, my life…….my adoption history; spread out in the open for all to see.“This complicates things.” I heard them speak again.“We need damage control, now.”“Someone get hair and make up.”I can’t breathe. I’m still staring at the screen before it changes again. It’s another alert……..another breaking headline.And then, I see the last Face id ever want.Lucas.My stomach drops so violently, I have to grab the edge of the table to steady myself.“No…” I whisper. The video is playing. He looks perfect… not even the least bit frazzled at the fact that he cheated on me. The fact that I haven’
The Kissing Booth IT'S REAL NOW.
CHARLOTTE'S POINT OF VIEW. The room erupts immediately, but not in shock. Their celebratory cheers ring out until the tent shakes. On the other hand, all I can do is watch the scene with wide eyes. “Do you see those numbers?” one of the board members exclaims, practically vibrating where he stands. “This is insane, absolutely insane!” “Our engagements just tripled. No, quadrupled in the last ten minutes!” “The comments, look at the comments!” I can’t move. My eyes stay glued to the screen as the video plays again. And again. And again. His hand gripping my waist, my fingers tangled in his shirt, our mouths...... God. My stomach twists violently. That didn’t feel like this; that didn’t feel like something meant for the world to see... hell, it shouldn't have even happened in the first place. But that's the thing with Adonis; barely 24 hours after meeting this man, I have kissed him on live television. A low laugh cuts through the noise. “Perfect,” one of the exe
The Kissing Booth WE ARE LIVE!
CHARLOTTE’S POINT OF VIEW. It’s as if someone doused me in cold water. My eyes are wide, my panties are drenched, my hair’s probably a mess, along with my heart. I pushed myself away from him, as his body burned me, and it probably does…, but with something so deliciously addictive, it hits me with surprise because no one has ever riled me up so much. Just then, the red curtains are pulled back to reveal a smiling Richards, who pauses at the sight of us, probably sensing how odd we are. Adonis still has his stare on me, even though I am all but pleading with him using my eyes to stop it. But he does not stop. “Um…I came here to inform you that the team has decided to push the event to the next two hours. A few things are still being set up at the moment.” Adonis nods, his narrowed, heated stare still on me. Just then, Richards looks at both of us again, scratching the back of his head. “Is everything okay?” This time, I speak. “Of course it is…why wouldn’t it be?” Richards does n
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