Laura's P.O.V I removed my face from the mirror and continued singing and dancing from happiness and excitement. I went to my wardrobe and opened it wide. I saw a plethora of dresses there and felt confused because of the many choices. After much contemplation and checking, I finally decided which one to wear. I opted for a short yellow romper with a white jacket. I went to my bathroom and retrieved my toothbrush from the cabinet. I also got the toothpaste and applied a generous amount to my brush while humming Boulevard by Rema. I scooped some water from the tap into my mouth and rinsed. Grabbing a nearby towel, I wiped my mouth. As I undressed, I kept humming tunes that seemed unfamiliar but still kept coming to mind. I then turned on the faucet and let the water trail over my body. Ah! so refreshing. *** Fortunately, only my Mom and Dad were eating breakfast. I was happy because it was the first time I managed to get to dinner early. "Morning," I greeted as I sat down on th

Kelvin's P.O.V I look like a creep at the moment, but I don't care. I stand still, observing them as they shower each other with attention. They fed each other and shared kisses occasionally. Anika seemed to be the happiest, dragging her boyfriend to the middle of the restaurant dance floor, where they swayed together along with the others. They captured the attention of people around them, who applauded their performance. Nika, in particular, stole the show with her sweet dance moves and after the dance, they returned to their seats, Nika still holding hands with her boyfriend. As the chilly wind brushed against my skin, I sighed and stole one last glance before heading back home. I scolded myself for being foolish. Instead of fixating on a girl who doesn't care about me, I should be taking care of my health and well-being instead of thinking. I walked slowly towards my house, although it felt like hours, in reality, it had only been a few minutes. Suddenly, I noticed a car app

Kelvin's P.O.V "Hmm, would you like to meet Jessica?" I asked, feeling nervous all over, and she nodded, munching on the French fries she had stuffed into her mouth earlier. "Well, you can't," I blurted out. "Why?" she asked, bringing her face closer to mine, perhaps to check if I was lying. My gaze moved closer to her lips. It was hard for me to resist their allure. I felt like kissing them. "Hello," she interrupted my thoughts. "Yes," I replied. "You were about to tell me why I can't meet your Jessica?" She raised an eyebrow. "Right, you can't see Jessica because... she is currently out of town with her boyfriend. I think they traveled to L.A. or something for a vacation," I lied. Why was I used to lying these days? This was not the saintly Kelvin everyone knew. "Okay, that is pretty convincing," she said, and I exhaled. Thank goodness I was able to convince her. "Wow. It must be really hard for you to accept the fact that the girl you love is going out with another person

Laura's P.O.V Why does he like doing that? I was taken by surprise as he kissed me again. He then broke the kiss after some time and stared into my eyes. "Good night," he said, smiling, but my smile vanished. "Babe? He only calls me that when Molly is around. I was angry, but I shook it off." "Is Molly looking at us from afar?" I whispered, and he nodded. "Good night, baby," I said dramatically, pecking him on the lips and hugging him. I felt surprisingly comfortable. "Should I take you home, darling?" Steven asked dramatically. "Never mind. I brought my car," I said, trying to hug him, but he moved back. "You can stop now. Molly is gone," he said, and I dropped my hands. Ouch… "Why the hell did you kiss me?" I spoke to him, punching his arm. "Oww, I didn't mean to kiss you. I was only trying to get Molly's attention. I did a great job at that," he said, rubbing his punched arm. "You should at least warn me before you do that. I'm not something you can use anytime without

Laura's P.O.V I rang the doorbell and pounded on the front door, but there was no response from him. "Open the door, jerk!" I yelled in frustration. "How dare you toy with my emotions?" I shouted again. "Keep it down! I'm trying to sleep," I heard Steven's voice, seemingly coming from my room. No way, that jerk was actually staying there. I hurried to where he parked his car to get a glimpse of him. "Get off my bed and open the door!" I ordered. He appeared at my window with a toothbrush in his mouth. Was he brushing his teeth in my room? and please don't tell me that was the toothbrush he was using. "Whose brush are you using?" I asked, trying to stay calm. "It's yours, of course," he mumbled with toothpaste in his mouth, continuing to brush. "Get your mouth off my brush!" I growled, but he just chuckled. "Relax, you look so ugly when you're mad, and what's the big deal with your brush that I can't use?" He said, his mouth still foamy. I angrily brushed through my hair, f