So, here is the first chapter in Kim's POV of the chapter -23 Happy New Year, the chapter where Keith & Kim finally kiss. Yayyy...lol. You guys can read that chapter in correspondence to this and you'll understand it all. :)

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SO IN LOVE

Something I had failed to understand in nineteen years of contributing my breathe in the atmosphere was that how in the world could girls wear heels all the time? It's not like I was against them or something or the mere mention of the word 'heels' gave me a heart attack but wearing it on a daily basis was so not for me.

"You're wearing heels?" Hailey asked as she looked at me from the mirror. "Not scared about falling?" She looked warily towards my sandal that was half way wrapped around my feet.

Chuckling to myself, I adjusted the sandals and stood up to have a look at myself in the mirror that was half covered by Hailey. "Don't worry, Hailey. You won't be blamed for it. It'd be a case of suicide," I joked, winking in her direction. I was trying my best to not show my irritation to her, but my sarcasm was not helping.

She sighed and kept a hand over my shoulder soothingly. "You are worrying for no reason at all, Kim. I'm telling you, this night is going to so much fun."

"How much longer are you guys going to take?" My heart did a skip as his voice reached my ears and immediately, I scolded myself for behaving like a love-sick teenager, even though I was a teenager but still, I was never like this.

"My douche of a brother," Hailey muttered as she fixed her hair for the tenth time. "Yeah, yeah. Just coming," she answered back as she winked at me. With that we started moving towards her bedroom's door to put an end to the prolonged wait of her fiancé and her brother. "Keith is going to go speechless after seeing you." She giggled and I stopped myself from rolling my eyes.

'When would this 'The Notebook' lover understand that this was real life and not some sappy novel or movie?' I thought as my lips formed a grimace.

While descending the stairs, we heard the boys laughing but that laughter soon stopped as Brian's eyes landed on Hailey. A smile made its way on my face when I felt the love they had for each other. They were too cute together. Hailey had told me her love story when I was cooking chicken in her name and that story had made me wonder if someone would ever do that for me what Brian had done for her.

"Whipped." Keith coughed with his back towards me, making both Brian and Hailey laugh, but that just added to the already romantic mood they both were in, as they leaned in to kiss each other. I couldn't laugh as I was too busy deep in my nervous and unsettling thoughts. Something about this night was not right, just not right at all.

Suddenly, Keith turned and faced me. It felt like a hot trail had been left as his eyes wandered on my every body part. With his blue eyes raking over my body from toe to head, I couldn't do anything but blush. I never blushed. Damn him! He was making impossible things happen, not that I was complaining. 

He made it obvious that he was checking me out, and I thought of throwing caution to the wind and let my eyes roam all over him. He was just like I remembered meeting him two years back in Miami, simply handsome and sexy. It was so obvious that I had found him attractive when I had spotted him with a Playboy magazine in his hand and his eyes on the nude models. He was the definition of hot.

But, I knew better. And, thanks to his choice of magazine and the stock of c**doms he was buying, I knew that he was just another player who deserved nothing but my ignorance. Apparently, fate had completely other plans.

"Whipped." Brian coughed, making both Keith and me look away from each other. While Keith chose to glare at Brian, I rolled my eyes at him. If only, Brian knew that Keith was anything but whipped. He had full on plans of banging Hannah tonight and thereby, complete his 'winter mission'. Remembering this, my mood took a U-turn and I was back to the moody Kim I was upstairs.

"Ready to go?" Keith asked, looking at me.

In reply, I snorted and said sarcastically, "As ready as I'll ever be."

"You don't need to worry about anything, Kim. We're going to have so much fun," Hailey said in her soothing voice, sensing my discomfort. Brian and Keith looked at her in confusion, which she decided to clarify, "Kim doesn't wants to go to the party."

Keith muttered something under his breath which I couldn't hear. I was sure that he so badly wanted to go to this party, and that just added to my negative wish. I knew, I was being selfish here. But, I didn't care. Being in love with this douche was not easy.

"What?" Brian asked Keith as if he knew what he had just muttered.

He cleared his throat and told him, "That makes me ask why you don't want to go."

"Why would I want to go to that dumb Barbie Doll's party?" I asked him this rhetorical question ridiculously. 'Are you a stranger to the cold vibes that are always present whenever I met your and Adam's winter missions?' I so badly wanted to ask, but instead asked, "Can't we go to some club instead or stay here?" I looked at the three of them with pleading eyes, hoping they would get my cue and thereby, Keith won't bang Banana, well, Hannah. Even if this plan sounded impossible in my own head, I, very well, knew that Keith cared for me; he cared a lot more than he could ever say and a lot more than I was scared to accept.

"But she invited us, Kim. It'll be fun. I promise. And, if at any time, you think that you're not having fun, you can just come to any of us and we'll leave right away." Hailey tried her best to convince me with her puppy eyes, and she won.

"Okay," I muttered half-heartedly and tried to get ready for the night it was going to be.

While on the way to Precious' home, I kept my gaze out of the window, so I won't get crazy with Keith sitting right next to me and jump on him. Even this thought was so bad for me and so un-me. But, what could I do? I was a girl in love with the douche sitting next to me; the douche who was planning to have sex with a Barbie tonight while I would most probably be drinking my sorrows down and getting completely drunk and stupid.

A sigh escaped my lips as my mind wandered to everything that had happened in the last one week. How could I be so weak and fall for him, despite very well knowing that he was nothing but a player? I just proved to be 'some other girl'. But, how could I not? Never had I ever seen so much love and happiness in my life, and now, in Warren household, I couldn't help but give birth to certain impossible dreams in my own heart; dreams that were going to prove as nothing but trouble for me.

My eyes tightly shut on their own accord as the day we went to mall with Adam played in my head; the day I had realized that maybe, just maybe I was falling in love with Keith. And, till date, I blame it all on Hannah. If she hadn't been flirting with him so openly, I wouldn't have seen green and realized that something was terribly wrong with my heart. Add to that, Keith being the complete player had decided to talk the least to me in the presence of those girls. I had never felt so left out, not since, Sarah left for San Francisco and I was left alone to fight the loneliness.

But that day too, I could easily see the care in Keith's deep blue eyes when he had understood that ice skating was not my thing. I was lost in the deepness of his eyes and had almost told him about my newly developed feelings. I had shown him my vulnerable front to him. I didn't want him to think that I was just like other girls, and I was glad when he had said that I was nothing like other girls.

"What's wrong, Kim?" he had asked with concern dripping his voice.

His beautiful blue eyes and the concern in them, made me say, "I... I'm scared of falling..."

'In love with you,' I said in my mind. I wasn't scared of falling on that stupid ice rink; I was just scared of falling in love with him because I knew that I would be the one facing the consequences of heartbreak.

With a smile, that seemed to have certain magic in comforting my trembling heart, he removed my ever irritating hair from front of my eyes and tucked them behind my ear. His action, kind of, threw me off-guard but I managed to not show him this.

The next thing he said made all my fears go away. "I won't let you fall... alone." A smile made its way on my face as he said this and he smiled his genuine, very rare, smile in return.

I just fell in love with him more. I was in some serious deep sh*t.

"You alright?" His voice made me return from my memories and I realized that he had parked outside Precious's home that was currently shaking with very loud music.

"Never been better," I muttered sarcastically.

"There is nothing that you need to worry about. I'll be with you. Hailey and Brian would be with you. Why are you in your serious thinking mode?" His voice was concerned, I knew that and I scolded myself for acting like a drama queen. Why was I being so complicated? Why was I behaving so self centered? I could simply go inside and sit in a corner, while they could enjoy the party. But, then, I couldn't help the insecurities and my fears go away. Something about this night was just not right.

"I just... I'm going to sound stupid to you," I mumbled, thinking about voicing out my intuitions to him and started fiddling with the sleeve of the black jacket I was wearing.

He laughed at me, playfully punched my shoulder and asked, "Since when do you worry about sounding stupid to anyone?"

It was like I couldn't control my tongue anymore and muttered, "I only worry about sounding stupid to you."

Thankfully, the stars were in my favor and he didn't hear a word I had just said as he asked, "What?"

"Nothing, Keith," I muttered again. I looked at him straight in his eyes and said, "I just..." I was hoping that he would get the message without having the need to say it out loud. I gulped my own spit and continued, "It's my last..."

"Last what?" He pried when I stopped mid sentence.

'It's my last night here, you idiot. Don't you remember that I've to go back tomorrow morning and maybe... just maybe, we'll never meet again?' I wanted to shout and ask him these questions. I wanted to take out all the irritation I was feeling inside, but somehow, I couldn't do it. "I just have this intuition that it's going to be a bad night," I told him very seriously.

He did what I had expected him to do. He laughed; well actually, he tried to hide his laughter. "I knew you were going to think that I'm stupid. Laugh all you want, I'm going inside," I told him, not hiding my frustration and got out of the car, banging the car's door in process.

"Hey, wait!" he called from behind and grabbed my hand once he reached me. I turned around to look at him, but he seemed lost as he stared back at me with something strange in his eyes. "What?" I asked.

This made him step out of whatever reverie he was in and he said in his calm voice, "I'm there with you, Kim. You really don't need to worry about any damn thing. And even if you think that something is wrong, don't forget that I'm there... with you." Like the stupid, love struck girl I was, his words managed to calm me down and I nodded in reply. He made me turn towards Precious' house and said in a bit enthusiastic voice, "Let's have some fun now." I rolled my eyes at him and my eyes landed on his hand that was entwined with mine in a light grasp. Seeing that, a smile made its way on face.

I was so stupid and so in love.

"Wanna dance?" he asked about half an hour later of us stepping inside this party. I was glad that Keith had decided to stay with me since we entered as I knew nobody here. And, the fact, that he had been holding my hand for most of the while since we had been here was just making me feel all giddy and happy. The looks that the girls were giving him were enough to make me feel proud, though nothing at all was going on between Keith and me, but they didn't know that, and I wasn't the one to stop any of the clingy girls from being jealous. Hell, I enjoyed it!

I rolled my eyes at him and snorted, "I suck at it, Keith." And, I wasn't afraid to accept it in front of him. He knew it way too well. Well, he knew me way too well.

"C'mon, Kim. That little alcohol in your system will make you a great dancer," he joked and tried to take me to the dance floor. Ha, as if his charms were going to work!

I narrowed my eyes at him playfully and said, "Maybe I will dance if you'll 'beg' me to do that."

Laughter escaped his lips as he understood the joke reference I had made. My lips twitched upwards when I knew that again, the reason of his laughter was me or a memory attached to me. He was about to say something, but he was called upon by some guys standing a few feet away from us. "I'll be back in a minute," he told me and went towards the group.

My eyes stayed fixed on him as he went towards his friends and they gave him man hugs and all. It amazed me how he was so wonderful and so carefree. Well, I too was carefree but it was more of a façade; the façade through which Keith had managed to see clearly.

"What is a gorgeous girl like you doing alone in this party?" A voice broke away my concentration from Keith and my head snapped towards the guy who was standing merely inches away from me with a huge arrogant smirk on his face; a smirk that I was going to wipe away soon. I hated arrogant players.

'But, you love Keith,' the little voice inside my head said and laughed at how hypocritical I was being. I, very kindly, ignored it.

"Staying away from jerks like you," I responded, not getting affected by his gaze that was fixed on me. "But, tsk..." I made a disappointed noise and continued, "apparently, I failed." I looked at him straight in the eyes as I said this, and he laughed.

"I'm so glad to find someone different here," he said, as he took a sip of his drink.

I shot him a mocking smile and said, "Can't say the same for myself."

Once again, he laughed and to ignore him, I looked back to where Keith was standing with his friends. He was like, the centre of attention and I smiled at him. "You like him," the stranger said from the other side and my head snapped towards him again, this time, in complete shock. Was I so easy to read?

"What?" I tried to play the fool as I started looking towards the dance floor.

"Warren. Keith Warren," he muttered but his voice was very clear even in the loud music. I was shocked as to how he knew him. Noticing my confusion, he said, "We go a long way." I nodded my head but didn't pry further. "He always manages to get the best girls." He smirked as he gave me once over from head to toe and I stopped myself from hitting him hard. "You're sexy," he whispered quite seductively but to me, he sounded plain irritating. It was all it took me to lose control and I punched him in the gut. "Damn, girl." He hissed and I smirked victoriously.

"Wanna say anything else?" I tilted my head to the side and tried to appear completely curious, even though, I was far from that.

He kept looking at me for a minute with a slight smile on his face and said, "Just a dance." I was about to punch him again, but he held my hand before it could reach the target. "Look, I know that you're far from interested in me and that's what makes you so..." I narrowed my eyes at him as he searched for an adjective, "desirable?"

No matter how flattered I should have been with such a handsome guy praising me, I was not. I wanted Keith to say all these things to me, not someone else.

"Just a dance. That's all I'm asking and then I'll go find some other girl for tonight. I'm very concerned about my balls that would be in grave danger if I continue hitting on you."

I couldn't help but laugh at his bluntness. It was just a dance and he was going to leave me alone after that. I agreed and we went towards the dance floor.

While dancing, we introduced ourselves and I came to know that his name was Nathan. He knew Keith as they were in rival schools and they were captains of their respective teams. The guy was fine. We laughed, joked and smiled at each other. One thing that I really appreciated about him was that he kept his distance and thereby, his word of just dancing with me. In between the dance, my eyes landed on Keith who was standing with Adam a few meters away from us. A slight frown made its way on my face when I realized that he didn't look happy at all. In fact, he looked pissed off. In an attempt of making him smile, I shot him a smile when I noticed him looking my way. But, he didn't reply and faced Adam again.

They both looked tensed and it was obvious that something was wrong between them. Curiosity got the best out of me and I turned towards Nathan. "I've to go. It was nice meeting you."

He brought a hand over his heart and mocked hurt. "Ouch! The song is not even over yet."

Laughing in reply, I patted his chest lightly and told him, "There is a very hot red head near the bar who has been eyeing you for a while." I motioned towards the girl with my chin and Nathan raised his eyebrows in interest as he looked towards the girl.

He grinned when he saw the girl and turned back towards me. "You're really cool."

Laughing, I mock-bowed and said, "Tell me something I don't know." With that, I started moving towards Keith and Adam with a huge grin on my face.

"What were you doing with him?"

My head snapped towards Adam as he asked me this question and answered him a 'duh' tone, "Dancing." I focused back on Keith and thought of trying my luck. Maybe, just maybe, Keith was a little jealous of Nathan as he saw him dancing with me. "He is so hot," I gushed, trying to be all girly while I wanted to say, 'Damn, Keith, you're so hot. So hot that I failed to enjoy the company of that guy who found me sexy and I actually punched him.'

"No, you are hot," Adam complimented me. I wanted to roll my eyes at him but I had the blush on my cheeks that was the cause of my thoughts. Keith hit his head lightly, making Adam hiss lightly, "What the..."

Before Adam could finish his sentence, Keith cut him off, "He's not good for you, Kim."

I looked at him with a disgusted look and said, "What?" Did I tell him that Hannah was not good for him?

"Yes, Kim. I've known Nathan for a long time and I'm telling you that you'll find his tongue down some girl's throat within the next-" he glanced at the huge wall clock on the wall and continued, "five minutes."

He seemed so confident as he said this, and I wanted to tell him that the girl would be some red-head I had spotted for him, but I decided not to and played along. If he thought that I was interested in Nathan, then I was not going to make him believe otherwise. I looked at him with disbelief and shook my head. "That's not possible."

"Wanna check?" He challenged me with raised eyebrows.

"Sure, I've nothing to lose," I replied with a shrug.

Too soon, we spotted Nathan kissing the life out of the red-head I had spotted near the bar. I stopped the laughter that was threatening to erupt from my lips and changed it into disgusting, puking noises. "That's so gross," I said and started laughing. Nathan was definitely having a good time. "How did you know that he was about to that?" I asked him. I mean, I did know that it was about to happen as Nathan had very bluntly told me the same, but how Keith knew it was what I wanted to know.

"I'll tell you, but there is one condition," he said.

A chuckle escaped my lips and I asked, "What?"

He smirked, looking down at me and bent a little towards me. Very slowly, he brought his lips near my ear and whispered, "Dance with me." All I could do with him being so damn close to me was nod slightly.

Once in the middle of the dance floor, he snaked his arms around my waist and rested them just above my hips, making me surprised by the sudden action. His touch was like fire on my body and I wanted more of him, but I knew I couldn't. Reluctantly, I rested my hands on his shoulders and tried my best to get out of the blush mode I had so effectively entered. "Tell me now," I said loudly so he could hear me over the music. The truth was I was trying to wake up my heart and stop it from dreaming any further.

"Guys are like that, Kim. He thought you were hot and decided to dance with you. But, knowing you, I'm sure that you didn't even let him touch you. So, he knew that he can't get his tonight's doze from you and he eventually started finding some other girl," he said as if it all was nothing.

I looked at him in disgust and asked, "So, you're saying that if a girl won't let a guy have his way, he would find some other girl?"

He nodded his head and said, "A guy who doesn't actually have feelings for you. If a guy likes you, he likes you. Nothing can change that. Not even a semi-nude Playboy model." I raised my eyebrows at his example and he added, "Or a completely nude Playboy model."

I laughed lightly at his comparison and argued, "That's not true. Guys think from their d*cks."

He, too, laughed and added, "They really don't need to think if you take d*cks into consideration. It's all about hormones."

"Eww. Gross. Spare me." I made a disgusted face and shuddered dramatically.

He chuckled, ignoring my disgust and pulled me closer to him. "If a guy really likes you, he'll do any damn thing for you. Take for example... umm... suppose that I like you," he said and all I could do was stare at his gorgeous face. "If I like you, no other girl would matter to me. It'll be just you," he whispered and for the prolonged silence that fell between us, all I could do was hope that whatever he was saying was true. All I could do was stare in his blue eyes and try to find even the slightest truth in his words. All I could do was wish that he did truly like me and no other girl, not even Hannah, would matter to him tonight. Just tonight... I only had this one night with him. I wasn't asking for much. All I needed was to be with Keith for this one night.

I nodded slightly and mumbled, "I hope so." I really did hope so.

We kept on staring into each other's eyes as time ticked away. A tap on Keith's shoulder made us part slightly as he turned to look at the person who was the cause of the interruption.

It was Hannah. Couldn't she just go and dive in her own make-up powder and never come back? She had a huge smile on her lips and completely ignoring me, she hugged Keith tightly.

That was it.

F*ck!

How could I be such a fool? The sudden anger that took birth inside me made me turn and run away from them. Keith could go and complete his winter mission. Who the hell was I to worry about it? He could go and bang any girl he wanted to. How did it concern me? He could go and sleep with Hannah all night long. How did it matter to me?

But it did.

It did because merely hours ago, we both were on a wonderful date; because merely hours ago he had shown his vulnerable side to me; because merely hours ago he had introduced me to his secret place; because merely hours ago he had called me 'beautiful'.

And no matter how much I tried to brush off the jealously in me, I couldn't do it.

Amidst all my irritating emotions, I found myself standing in the kitchen. I opened up the fridge and spotted a bottle of mango juice. It could have been spiked, but I wasn't in my senses. Without thinking much about anything, I poured it in a glass and drank it all in one go. I had to do something to calm myself and at that moment, it was my only option. The other and more appealing option was to go and rip Hannah's head apart from her body. Keith wouldn't bang someone without a head, right?

I turned around and jumped in shock when I spotted Keith leaning against the door, staring at me with his piercing blue eyes. I took a few deep breaths and tried to calm myself. "You scared me," I breathed, trying to be playful, though, playful was the last of the emotions I was feeling currently.

The voice of the DJ reached our ears, but I couldn't concentrate on anything other than Keith, who was staring at me with determination and something else in his eyes; something that made me want to run away but still kept me rooted at my spot; something that I was both scared and eager to experience.

As the countdown started, so did his steps. He reached me and I could do nothing but think about the distance between us; the distance that was almost minimal; the distance that made me gulp my own spit at the anticipation of what was coming next.

He whispered, "The date was incomplete and I thought I really need to complete it."

Before I could comprehend what he was saying, he leaned closer and his lips touched mine, making my body go on fire.

Was I dreaming? If I was, I wouldn't mind never waking up.

He held me closer as his hands travelled to my waist. It took me a moment to get my senses back, and when I did, I did the only thing I had dreamt of many times. I kissed him back. I was inexperienced but somehow, with Keith everything seemed to fit perfectly. I tangled my hands in his soft hair and ran my fingers through them. He seemed to like it as his urgency to kiss me seemed to increase suddenly. Leaving a hot trail on my back, his hands went up from my waist to my neck and eventually to my hair, making me go crazy; so crazy that a sound from deep inside my throat escaped my lips. A sound that Keith seemed to like as his grasp around me tightened.

Unfortunately, we parted while panting heavily and we rested our foreheads together. Was this all a dream? Did Keith really kiss me? Did the guy I was so in love with really kiss me, the girl who was nothing but a typical tomboy and had no charm about her? Did it all really happen?

I was scared to open my eyes and find him gone. Even though, the feeling of his arms around my waist was a huge assurance that none of this was a dream, I, still, was scared; damn scared.

Eventually, I opened my eyes and saw a huge smile plastered on his lips; lips that were touching mine just a second ago. He didn't look like he regret it. In fact, he looked happy. Realizing this, my own lips formed into a huge smile, giving away the fact that I was on cloud nine after sharing my first kiss with my first love.

He took me by surprise by leaning into me again and pecking my lips for just two seconds. It felt so natural. It felt so good.

Smiling his wonderful, heart melting smile, he whispered, "Happy New Year, Kim."

I wanted to dance and shout at the top of my voice to tell the entire world that he had just kissed me; I wanted to kiss him again and never remove my arms from around him; I wanted to stay like this as he made me feel so secure and heavenly. But, all I did was smile and whisper back, "Happy New Year, Keith."

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