Chapter 7 – Kisses and bad losers

He took a paper towel, wet it, and started rubbing it against her cheek, to wash the heart off. It was harder than it looked and ended up being smudged. "I'm really sorry," he said, but his mouth curled up in a slight smirk. Suddenly she realised how close he was. Her heart fluttered for the 100th time that day it seemed. She was about to answer him, when he started leaning in. This time there were no interruption, he pressed his soft lips against hers. She felt the room spinning… "NOOO!" the kiss broke off as Joe's voice echoed through the whole room. It told them that Patrick had won the game. Pete still had his hands on her waist as Patrick entered the bathroom. He got all clumsy and quickly let go of her. He dropped the paper towel and bended down to pick it up. When he got up again, he banged his head against the sink and cursed under his breath while his face expression told them that it wasn't quite painless. She couldn't help giggling and wondered if Patrick had seen anything. Pete did look quite, when he was all confused and clumsy. Patrick glanced at Pete with a wondering frown, "What are you guys doing?" he asked and smirked. Pete studdered, "I… Uh… Was just trying to wash this heart off…" he pointed at Lena's smudged cheek. "Oh, okay," Patrick smirked and looked like he didn't really believe that. "It didn't help very much," he noticed and continued, "Did you try to get it off with your face?" and nodded to Pete's cheek where some of the pen had come off of Lena's cheek and to Pete's. He looked in the mirror and grinned a bit, "Yeah, exactly," he said. Lena squeezed herself passed Patrick and out to the others.

She sat down on the bed next to Jeanette, who was watching Joe and Andy take another round in the game. She wasn't that interested in the game but asked anyway, "Who's winning?" "Me!" Joe yelled, "No, I am!" Andy grinned, "No, you aren't!" Joe protested. "Okay then…" she grinned and turned to Jeanette. "What happened to your heart?" Jeanette asked. Pete stole it… Lena thought but said, "Pete tried to wash it off." She couldn't help smirking. Then she pulled Jeanette closer and whispered into her ear, "Pete. Kissed. Me!" Jeanette looked at her with wide eyes and exclaimed in Danish, "DID PETE KISS YOU!?" "Shhh! They can hear you!" Lena hissed at her. "Woops! But they don't understand it anyway…" Jeanette said, but blushed a bit. "Whatever, they know we're talking about Pete now, stupid!" Lena said, but couldn't help smiling. Nothing could ruin her mood right now. Pete had kissed her! She hadn't even had time to absorb it yet, herself. It was too weird and dreamish to be true. Pete and Patrick came out from the bathroom, and the smudged pen on Pete's cheek was now even more smudged, you could tell he'd tried to get it off. They started laughing at Pete with the pen on his cheek. He looked so funny. Jeanette got up and ran to Patrick, "Patriiiick? Don't you wanna show me that hat you told me about?" she said and smiled angelic at him. Patrick grinned at said, "Of course. See you later, guys!" and then they took off. Just as the door closed behind them, Joe yelled again, "NOO! I DON'T WANNA PLAY THIS STUPID GAME ANYMORE!" He got up and stormed out of the room, too. Andy grinned at turned off the play station. "He's such a bad looser," he said and followed Joe. "I'll talk to him," he said and opened the door. "Wait Joe!" they heard him yell, before the door closed again. Now they were alone. Suddenly everyone just left, how did that happen? Awkward silence. "Sooo," Pete said and sat down beside her. She hesitated and so did he. She didn't know how he felt about it all… He would have to do something first…