Or if thou think'st I am too quickly won,
I'll frown and be perverse, and say thee nay,
(Zoe's POV)
"The audacity those boys had to come here."
Cordelia has gathered us all in the common area.
The guests long since gone, memories of certain happenings that occurred, erased from their minds.
We all sit silently as Cordelia continues.
"I want you all to be on guard from now on. If they are brave enough to venture onto our property, who knows what they'll do in public."
Cordelia pinches her nose in frustration, letting out a heavy breath.
"Get to bed. No classes tomorrow because of the weekend."
(Kyle's POV)
We drive in silence, until we reach our school.
"That was great!" Carter exclaims, high-fiving Brenner.
"What did you do?!" I yell, slamming the door. Brenner turns to me, surprised at my sudden rage.
"You said all you were gonna do was check the place out!"
I yank him up by the collar, slamming him against the car.
"Not mess with them!"
"Kyle, calm down." I hear Norman say behind me. He knew what would happen if I didn't keep my emotions in check.
Staring at Brenner once more, I let go of him.
"Jesus Kyle." He says. "It was just a prank."
We all enter the large house we call home.
Sitting by the fire is my Uncle Damien, he notices us as we pass the study.
"Hello boys," he folds his newspaper and looks at us. "How was your night?"
Brenner just laughs, "Great." A wicked smile forms across his mouth.
Carter chuckles, "Fun."
"Interesting." Norman's voice is weary.
Wilson nods along with them all, "Cool."
"Kyle?"
The guys turn to me, expecting me to tell of the night's events.
Shrugging, my expression is blank. "It was okay. I'm going to bed."
When I get to my room, an angry grunt escapes my mouth.
Objects shake slightly as I attempt to lower my temper.
Grabbing my sketchbook and a pencil, I sit down and begin to draw.
Drawing has become sort of a therapeutic solution for me. Whenever I feel as if I might burst with anger, I sketch.
It's better than the alternative, hurting the person I hold hostility towards.
And right now, that would be my whole clan.
Excluding Norman.
Without much realization, I notice all the sketches I've done so far, are of Zoe.
"God dammit." I put the sketchbook onto my bedside table and lay back.
(Zoe's POV)
Taking off my gown, I place it in the closet.
Madison notices my quiet demeanor.
"What's wrong?" She asks, as she unzips her gown and puts it neatly away.
"That guy I was with earlier, he goes to Sauveterre's ."
She looks at me in shock, "What?"
"Yeah." I breathe out.
Pulling a shirt over my head, I continue.
"God, Mads. I was so stupid. I thought he liked me." My next confession is softly spoken. "I let him kiss me."
"Zoe." Her voice is sympathetic, as her eyes display pity. I sit down on the edge of my bed
"It was my first kiss and it didn't mean anything."
"I'm sorry Zoe. It's my fault." She shuffles over to me, pulling me in for a comforting hug.
"I shouldn't have invited them."
Shaking my head, I tell her, "You didn't know."
She smile em-pathetically at me before patting my shoulder and walking to her side of the room
Sighing, I crawl under the covers. "Let's just get some sleep."
(Kyle's POV)
Hypnotic hazel eyes.
The flush of her smooth cheeks after I kissed her.
Her voice, silky and sweet.
How hurt she looked when she saw who I was with.
I don't know what it is but I can't just forget about the shy girl.
She's embedded into my mind, her essence has etched itself onto my soul.
I have to see her again.
(Zoe's POV)
I can't get my brain to shut off.
His lips felt amazing.
His eyes seemed truly sincere when he kissed me.
Why did he have to be a warlock?
I push the covers off myself, getting out of bed.
Putting on my robe, I leave Madison and I's room.
Quietly, I wander through the dark halls of the school, down the stairs, and to the backyard entrance.
I breath in the night air, the garden flowers and early morning dew soothing me.
A rustle alerts me of another presence.
Walking toward the origin of the noise, feet becoming damp from the lightly wet grass, I'm on guard.
"Whoever's there has five seconds to show themselves."
"Don't shoot." A deep voice teases.
"Hi."
Kyle.
His head pops out of a hedge and soon his whole body is through.
"How did you get on our property?"
My arms wrap around myself as he steps forward.
"It wasn't to hard. I had motivation." The smirk on his face sets me off.
(Kyle's POV)
"You've got some nerve coming around here." Her bitter tone causes the smile to leave my face.
"Wait." I whisper harshly, trying to stop her from alerting her coven.
"Don't tell me to wait."
"Zoe just listen, please."
I grab her elbow, pulling her further into the backyard, stopping once we're by the huge oak tree, blocked by the large trunk and many leaves.
"I didn't know that my friends were gonna do that, okay? I swear."
"Why should I take the word of a warlock?"
My eyebrows furrow at her remark.
"What does that have to do with my trust?"
(Zoe's POV)
"Why didn't you say you were a warlock?"
His mouth quirks and brows raise.
"It's not exactly something I broadcast. And if that's the case, shouldn't of you said you were a witch?"
Shaking my head, I begin to speak, defensive.
"Do not put this whole thing on me." I jab his shoulder, "You came into our house, ruined our event."
"And I apologize for that." He exhales, "If I had known what they had planed, I would have stopped them. I didn't want to cause any trouble."
"So, what was the reason came with them then?"
"I was curious about your school. I just wanted to see what it was like."
"If you were just curious, how come you talked to me?"
(Kyle's POV)
"Why did you have to kiss me, huh?" Her arms cross as she stares at me expectantly.
"You knew that was my first kiss. How could you kiss me knowing it would mean something to me and nothing to you." Her voice cracks and her face suddenly become sullen.
No, no, no. I didn't want her to be upset.
"It did mean something to me Zoe."
"No," lips form into a tight line as her head shakes back and forth. "No."
She shoves my shoulder roughly, causing me to step back some.
"You're lying." She states mater-of-factly.
"No I'm not." I run my hand nervously through my hair. "Look, I don't know how or why, but it's like," I swallow, trying to word this right. " You make me nervous and... can make me smile just by talking. I like the sound of your laugh and the comments you make. How you're eyes sparkle in a certain light and the way you..you smirk and look down when I compliment you." I gesture to her, "Like you're doing right this second." Her eyes glance up hastily and I grin, before I become serious.
"I can't get you out of my mind. And I don't want to."
Stopping my fidgeting, I stare into her eyes.
"I've never felt like this before."
(Zoe's POV)
Is he serious?
"This is ridiculous!" Shaking my head in disbelief, I turn away from him.
"Why?"
Spinning back around, my eyes narrow. "Because...because it just is."
"If you give me a legitimate reason why you think how I feel about you is non sense, I'll leave."
Thrown off guard, I'm silent.
"You know," his head nods in sudden realization. "I think you're afraid."
Scoffing, I roll my eyes. "Afraid of what, you?" I can''t help but chuckle. "Please, if anyone should be afraid out here, it should be you."
"No, I think you're afraid that someone likes you."
"You're scared of a person actually thinking you're beautiful," he inches closer.
"That you're intelligent," his hand tucks a loose strand of hair behind my ear. "and funny."
"Sexy,"my lower lip is traced by his thumb causing my mouth to part.
"And just, " he's so close now, dark eyes staring directly into mine. "Perfect."
(Kyle's POV)
I'm shocked when I feel her lips on mine but soon respond.
Pushing her back against the tree, I face us away from the watchful eyes of the house.
One of my hands holds onto her waist, my fingers digging into her hips, as I use the other to brace myself against the rough bark of the tree. It cuts into my hand but I don't care.
Her hands are roaming along my chest, running through my hair, it's as if there everywhere at once.
This time, I don't hesitate with deepening the kiss, and she excepts with enthusiasm.
Tugging gently at her robe tie, the cotton garment opens easily.
(Zoe's POV)
As his hand travels into my robe I remember I'm in only a thin t-shirt and panties.
Fingertips glide across my stomach, sending shivers through my body, his lips trail down to my neck.
I had never experienced anything like this.
Jesus, what am I doing?
I had my first kiss just 5 hours ago and here I am, letting a boy I just met, open my robe.
But I don't want him to stop. If he does, I'll cease to exist.
His lips give me life.
(Kyle's POV)
"God.." I groan into her neck.
Lifting her leg, I wrap it around my hip, before thrusting up slightly, causing her to gasp.
I stop my motions for a moment, afraid I had done too much, too soon.
"Do that again." The innocent angel's voice becomes husky, head falling to rest between my shoulder and neck.
All too keen to oblige any request she made, I thrust towards her again. We both moan at the contact.
Tentatively, I brush the pads of my fingers across her underwear...
"Zoe." The call of her name alerts us.
She quickly pushes me to my knees, so I'm hidden, as she stays against the tree.
"What are you doing out here? It's fucking 3 AM."
She pops her head from behind the tree to look at her friend.
"Yeah I know. I couldn't sleep." The soft skin of her abdomen is still exposed.
It's so tempting.
I place my open mouth onto her stomach, biting.
She jumps slightly and I sooth the bite with my tongue.
"I was just getting some air. I'm still kind of upset about earlier."
I continue to descend lower, nipping along her inner thigh and her hand reaches down to tangle into my hair.
"Shi..shit.." she stutters softly, head falling back and eyes tightly shutting.
Licking the outside of her panties, her hand covers her mouth to stifle a moan
"Do you wanna talk? Or "
"No!" Her voice raises, eyes opening, before she clears her throat, pushing me away. "No, I'll be in soon."
"Alright." Her friend sounds unsure but she leaves, the sound of the patio door shutting reassuring her departure.
(Zoe's POV)
Breathing a sigh of relief, I look down and see Kyle grinning with amusement.
"That wasn't funny!" My face is flushed. I wasn't mad, not truly.
"Couldn't help it." He responds, standing back up. His blond locks are disheveled from my rough tugging.
"You-"
Before I can scold him again, he presses his mouth to mine.
Shit.
His kisses could shut out the world, make me forget my own name.
I place my hands on his toned chest and push him away.
"I should get inside," I mumble against his lips.
"No, you shouldn't." id the response I'm met with as his mouth descends
"If I don't, Madison will get suspicious." I reason.
He groans and pulls away reluctantly.
"Can I see you tomorrow?" as he says this, he leans his forehead against mine, holding my gaze.
"Yes." I bring my hand up to caress his face. "We can met in town somewhere."
"How about the bookstore? 9:00 AM?"
"That's perfect."
His arms wrap around me in a tight embrace and caring lips press against my hairline, "Goodnight Zoe."
I can't help the feeling of serenity that washes over me when I hear him speak my name.
"Goodnight."
He suddenly vanishes from in front of me, only to reappear on the other side of the hedge.
Transmutation.
Oh, he's good.
I watch his retreating figure until it disappears into the night.
My fingertips tentatively touch swollen lips, a smile on my face as I head back inside.
The excitement for tomorrow, guaranteeing me no sleep tonight.
Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow,
That I shall say good night till it be morrow.
Hope you enjoyed this chapter, next one should be up by the end of next week.
You'll see them on their first date. Also, you're gonna learn more as to why the feud exists and about Zoe and Kyle's respective pasts.