Kevin Gates Jumping Meme Novels & Stories

Kevin called me, we talked, and he sang a song for me. "Argh, how can you be so silly, Joy?" Gosh, why I didn't remember? Shaking my head, I swear smile formed in my lips. If I am not mistaken, I am blushing right now. "Knock? Knock?" I immediately look at over the door, and there I was surprised to see my dad and mum standing there. "Mum. Dad," I utter. I didn't notice the opening of my door. Was I really focus on thinking about Kevin?

After the game, Kevin immediately went home and did some research on the internet and several books about the things he's worried about me. He was determined to have the answer about my sudden impossible and unexplainable abilities. Knock. Knock. Knock. Kevin was dazed after hearing some knocks on his door and slowly closed his laptop and cleared his throat before he unlocked it. “Get in. You gotta see this, dude.” He said. I was completely confused when there were several printed copied of weird stuff scattered all over the floor. “Happy Birthday, dude!” I felt overwhelmed. I thought he has totally forgotten about my 18th birthday.

Kevin yelled, his voice bouncing off across the room. Ginny's head whipped towards him in shock. I could literally hear what she was thinking. “That moron! If he asked a question like that, what would people think? They'd ask themselves if we were the ones who planned it!” “Oh? What did I do? I'll like to throw that question back at you, Kevin. What were you expecting in that video? A footage of me sleeping with three different men? A threesome? That was what you thought, wasn't it?” I questioned, my eyes crinkling in amusement.

Kevin explained. And just like that, it felt like my heart had stopped. Flashbacks of the way Chase had assaulted me began to flash through my mind. "Ahh.. it appears I triggered a memory." Kevin barked. "You b*stard!" I shouted, trying to move away from him once more. "Oh, and for the record, Chase sends his condolences." Kevin hissed. I tried to figure out what he meant by that, but before I knew what was happening, his lips were on mine, and I was unable to pull away.

playing, Kevin suddenly stood up and danced along looking silly to the song, he says, "Excuse me, can you turn the volume up to cheer up this little weirdo here?" "What are you doing? There are people watching?" I was bursting in laughter watching him dance like that "Eh, who cares? I only want your eyes on me." He continued, "Plus, look you're smiling." I was still laughing as he continued to lip sync the song, I remarked, "You're a certified weirdo. You never fail to surprise me!" "Thank you for the best compliment ever." Kevin was laughing as he reaches out for my hand, "I wasn't able to take you dacing earlier so may I?"

He decided to have breakfast downstairs first. As Kevin sat at the dining table, the butler walked in, speaking anxiously, "Young Master, the person outside who looks just like you has gone crazy. He says if we don't open the gate, he'll bring someone to break it down." Kevin chuckled indifferently and said, "Tell him to go ahead and bring someone to break it down. The Davis family can afford a new gate." After saying this, he glanced in the direction of the gate, imagining Maxwell in a rage. It must be quite a sight, full of madness!

Not for my best friend, my dad, my brother and not for her. Before I could delve deeper into my sad, messed up mind I received a message from an unknown number The person sent me a meme and, I just knew it was Kevin. That put a smile on my face, the first one since stepping into the cold, lonely house that I couldn't even call home. That night I slept dreaming of my budding friendship with Kevin, maybe life will turn out better for me in the end.

unbothered to say the least. "Jump.", Kevin says against my lips. He lifts me up and stalks to the wall, my hands in his hair, his wrapped so tight around my waist that my back aches. We're both breathing heavy, and he's got a layer of dew lining his skin. I've given up on caring about the leopard prints he marks me with, so when he leans down again, I, like malleable clay in his hands, lean back and let him go. He chuckles against my skin, "Good girl." He laughs, before continuing.

He shouted. His infectious enthusiasm was contagious, and I found myself caught up in the moment. He grabbed my hands, pulling me to the middle of the hall, and together, we started jumping with sheer joy. It was as if we were two kids celebrating without a care in the world, our laughter filling the room. We leaped and twirled around like there was no tomorrow, without even caring that there was someone who was continuously watching us. "Don't you think that we should celebrate this?" Kevin suddenly proposed, his eyes shining with excitement.