Carly And Freddie Kiss In Isaved Your Life の小説・ストーリー

She clenched her fists, frustrated by the jeers, and was about to step forward to defend him when someone else appeared from the karaoke and intervened first. “We're all friends here, right? Let’s all head inside and have a good time. I'm about to set off some fireworks. No need to fuss over a car,” a man said warmly. It was Ivan, Kimberly’s boyfriend and the owner of the karaoke. He didn’t know Frederick personally but saw him as a guest and wanted to make him feel welcome. Kimberly, however, quickly stopped Ivan from taking Frederick’s side. She had her own agenda—she was waiting for Nigel to recover the 300 thousand dollars so she could claim her share.

"I will find you in the next life and kill you myself for leaving me behind." Dylan managed a weak, pained smile. He didn't say a word. He just reached out, grabbed her waist, and pulled her into him. He kissed her—a hard, desperate kiss that spoke of every plan they’d made for a future that was currently being lit on fire. Freya clung to his tactical vest, her fingers digging into the Kevlar as she kissed him back, a sob catching in her throat. When they broke apart, Dylan rested his forehead against hers for a fleeting second. "I’ll come back. I have too much to live for now."

Hence, Savannah got anxious, she had no other way, she just wanted to find a random man to kiss. The airport was the best as there was the largest number of people, and strangers were the best candidates. They would never meet each other again after kissing, so it wouldn't be awkward. Therefore, she had forcibly kissed Callan Handerson. But what happened later was obviously her loss! Savannah clenched her fists and cursed Callan! Her best friend, Danica Rein had been waiting for her for a long time when she returned to the dormitory. "You're finally back? Your precious Liam is treating everyone to a good time, are you going or not?"

Sarah said, grinning, “I now pronounce you idiots-in-love. Kiss already.” They did. The waves crashed softly in the distance, but their kiss silenced everything. A kiss not born of rebellion, not of defiance, but of freedom. They stayed in each other’s arms as applause rang out. Isabelle wiped away a tear. Vanessa smiled, proud and calm. Sarah? She simply whistled and threw a handful of sand in celebration. Later, as the morning grew brighter, they shared coconut cakes and laughter on picnic blankets. Isabelle shared stories of her own healing, of therapy and growth. Vanessa and Sarah danced barefoot in the water.

Please… I don't want to be carved out alive again! Hearing "carved out alive", my hand trembled, and I dialed Silas' number. The instant the call connected, I blurted out, "You have half an hour. Get to my house!"

"I'm a pathetic wreck, Camden," Isaac muttered, his voice echoing against the brick of the San Antonio alleyway. "He’s been out of my sight for twenty minutes and I’m already checking my scent markers. I barely know the guy. That kiss? It was a goddamn wildfire, but it felt like a door slamming shut." Camila Ortiz didn't look up from her phone as they reached the Bella Vida Salon. "He was the reset button you needed. A high-voltage Alpha distraction. And let’s be real—that clinch in the parking lot? Pure heat. It didn't look like an act."

My arms and knees scraped painfully against the ground, and blood quickly stained my clothes, but at least I was alive. When Gavin arrived and saw the state I was in, his face went cold with fury. He immediately made a call. "Prepare the helicopter now. We're going to the central hospital." He helped me into another car. "This time, I won't let anyone stop us." The helicopter had only been airborne for about 10 minutes when a deafening bang shook the cabin. The aircraft lurched violently. "These people would do anything for money!" came the text. "They wouldn't spare anyone!"

Isacc jumped over Zara's unconscious figure and ran up with him. Frederick pushed the door open, the first thing he saw was blood flowing into the room. He followed the blood and got to the bathroom. There he saw the life of his life, laying in a pool of blood. "Rosa!!" he screamed and ran over to her. He held her in his arms. "Get the car ready immediately," he ordered Isasc who stood there, watching them. Isaac ran off instantly, once again, he skipped Zara's unconscious figure. Frederick ran behind him, with Rosaline in his arms. He too skipped an unconscious Zara and ran down the stairs. He entered the car and Isaac drove off.

He said and planted a soft kiss on my lips that made all the other words freeze on my tongue. “Get a fucking room survivors!” Someone rudely yelled as they walked past us. Todd yelled and then— “Get a fucking brain, you tool!” Someone else called back. Todd and I turned to see Laurel, he was walking towards us with his school bag hanging loosely on his shoulder. He turned to us and a goofy smile appeared. “I do think you two survivors should get a room but I’m the only one who is allowed to say it.” He pointed out. “Hey Laurel.” I greeted with a laugh.

The song changed to ‘She’s like a star’, by ‘Taio Cruz’ which is Freddie’s favourite song. I felt someone grab my hand and looked back to see Freddie giving me a smile, one of the real ones, and I couldn’t help but smile back. “Dance with me, Angel,” he said, wrapping his arms around my waist. I was so drunk at this point that I didn’t even care that I was dancing with Freddie, I wrapped my arms around him and tucked my face into his neck.