Kite drove me home that afternoon and for some reason, I don't want to leave him just yet.

"Do you go to school?" I say, stirring up a conversation.

"Nah," he says as I turn to look at him to see if he was joking or not.

"Really?" I say, amused.

"Well, I do if I feel like it," he says, his eyes not leaving the road at all.

"Okay," I just say.

"Do you go to Gilbert High?" he asks as I nod.

"Our midterms actually start tomorrow," I tell him.

"You want me to drive you to school?" he offers and I just look at him, thinking if I should accept or not.

Soon, we arrived in front of my house. I hesitate before going off the car. I turn to look at him for another time.

"Sure," I say and he looks at me with a confused look. "I mean, yeah, sure, please drive me to school tomorrow."

"Oh, okay. What time?" he asks, looking behind my shoulder.

I looked behind me and that's where I saw Cole sitting on my front porch.

"Uhm, Kite," I softly say.

"Hmm?" he says, not looking away from Cole.

His windows were tinted so I'm pretty sure Cole couldn't see us but for a mere second, our eyes met.

"Please drive away," I say, my voice strained.

"Why?" he says, looking back at me. "Who's that?" he asks, pointing at Cole.

"He's, h-he's a f-friend I don't w-want t-to see right n-now," I stammer.

Kite understood right away. He starts to drive away as we keep both our mouths shut.

He parked the car in a dark place, leaning his head against the headrest, sighing. I look at him, still nervous. He turns his face to look back at me and gives me a soft smile.

"He's the one, isn't he?" he says.

"What do you mean?" I say as he chuckles.

"Never mind. Come here," he says, patting his lap.

I immediately climbed on him, my legs on either side of his waist. He snakes both of his arms around my waist as I place mine around his neck.

"You seem like you know how this shit works," he smirks and I just furrow my eyebrows at him. "You've climbed on someone else's lap before, haven't you?"

I remember how I was just on Cole's lap earlier. I bury my face against his shoulder, embarrassed at the thought that I'm doing this with some guy I just met hours ago.

"I'm right, am I not?" he says, placing his hand behind my head.

I raise my head and looked at his lips. I grabbed my bag on the passenger seat and reached for my lip balm. I adjusted myself on his lap and opened the small tub of lip balm, stuck in my finger, and got just a small amount before smearing it on his dry and chapped lips.

"Rub your lips together," I tell him as he does what I say without any complaints.

"This tastes like crap," he says, licking his lips.

"Don't lick it!" I shout, laughing.

He laughs along with me as I return my Vaseline inside my bag. When I adjusted myself on his lap, I suddenly felt something against my sensitive area. I squeal and tried to back away when he wrapped his arms around me, making me stay in that area.

"K-Kite," I say, my tone almost a moan.

"Shh, baby, don't say my name. It'd only get harder," he says as I felt the blood rushing to my cheeks.

I place my face against his shoulder, too embarrassed to even look at his face.

"Don't worry, I won't fuck you. Especially knowing that there's another guy waiting for you out there," he whispers as I felt my whole body freeze. I raised my face parallel to his.

I place my arms around the headrest as if pinning him against it. I lean in to kiss him. I tasted the Vaseline on his lips and that's what made me even crazier. I started kissing him with tongue and that's when he pulled away and looks at me with a baffled expression.

"Are you sure you haven't kissed a hundred guys before?" he says, chuckling.

I can feel his hardness slightly vibrate as he chuckles.

"Of course, not!" I deflect before leaning in to kiss him once again.

I start to bite his lower lip as I open my eyes slowly. His eyes were also quite opened as we continue the lip war. I grabbed the end of his shirt and pulled it off him. He helps me remove it and tosses it on the passenger seat.

I examined his upper body, from his chest to his abdomen. I place one of my hands against his chest. It felt so hard against my palm. My hand traveled down to his abs and I can't help but stare at how well-built his body was. I swallow slowly and bit my lower lip, trying to contain whatever I'm feeling right now.

"Loving what you see?" he jokes as my eyes shoot back to his. He was smirking so I just hit him lightly on his chest.

"Not at all," I lie and that's when he suddenly lunges at me, making me lean back on the steering wheel. My back accidentally hit the horn and the car honked loudly we both jumped.

We laugh so hard as he places his arm on my back to support me. He starts to place small kisses against my neck as I wrapped my legs around his waist. His mouth reached down to my collar bone as one of his warm hands traveled under my sweater.

I shivered at his touch but at the same time, I'm craving for more. His hand reached my bra as he looks at me.

"May I?" he asks as I nod right away.

He removes my shirt and tosses it away before continuing to kiss down my neck. His mouth reached my cleavage, sucking on the bare skin. His other hand reaches my back, unhooking my bra expertly with only one hand.

He was about to remove my bra off when suddenly someone knocked on the window. I placed my arm against my chest right away, shrieking. We both look at who it was and that's when I saw Cole. His bag slung around one of his shoulders, looking through the tinted window.

I got off Kite and fixed my bra before putting on my sweater.

"Are you going to open it?" I ask but then before he could answer, he was already rolling down the window.

His shirt wasn't even on and I was still holding on to it. Cole's eyes went from Kite to me quickly, then back to Kite who was shirtless and then to me, his eyes wide.

"A-Amelia?" he says, not even giving Kite any attention.

"Uhm, excuse me?" Kite says, clearing his throat exaggeratedly.

Cole's eyes went back to Kite and looked at him with no expression at all.

"Who are you?" he asks and Kite just let out a sarcastic laugh.

"Who are you?" Kite says as Cole was taken aback.

"Oh, sorry. I'm Cole, Amelia's friend," he says before sticking out his hand.

Kite just stared at his hand as Cole yanked it away after a few seconds.

"The name's Akihito," he says as I felt the tension between the two of them.

"Nice to meet you, A-Ak-ihit-to," Cole says, trying to pronounce his name correctly.

"What are you here for?" Kite says, his tone irritated.

"I just checked if Amelia was here and looks like she actually is," he says, smiling at me faintly.

"Now that she's here, what else do you need?" Kite says and that's when Cole just nodded his head.

"I'd go, then," he says but before Kite could roll the window up entirely, Cole places his hand against the window and looks at me.

"Amelia, I'm sorry."

Just like that, he walked away, adjusting his backpack against his shoulder.

There's nothing to be sorry about, Cole. 

I should be the one apologizing.