Chapter 8
The six elites on the stage whipped their heads to face the person that said those 3 words.
"She's my girlfriend," Nicky repeated. He moved towards Lauren and kissed her. Kaylie, Austin, Max, Payson and Brad stared at them; eyes wide and mouths hung open. They broke their kiss and Nicky said into the microphone, "Now, have a good time and enjoy the party!" The music re-started and everyone began dancing and getting drinks from the bar.
"What the hell, Nicky?" Lauren questioned.
"Hey, I saved your ass okay, Lo? You should be thanking me. If I didn't step up, Chris over there would be sucking your face off later on tonight. And judging by the type of guys you like, he doesn't make the cut," Nicky explained.
"Okay, I know, I know, thanks, Nicky."
"No problem, milady." They all laughed.
"Okay guys, I'm going to the bar to get a drink," Kaylie announced. She moved off away from the group and towards the bar.
"One beer, please," Kaylie said to the bartender.
"Hey, hot stuff, where's Austin at?"
"Oh my god, you again?" Kaylie questioned.
"Bartender, make that two beers," Chris ordered. "What's with the attitude, Kay?
"Don't call me Kay, only my friends can call me that," Kaylie said coldly. "What do you want?"
"Aw, come on, babe, we both know you and Austin aren't together."
"Miss, your beer," the bartender said.
"Thank you," Kaylie grabbed the beer. "Now, Chris, goodbye." Kaylie turned and walked towards her friends, Lauren and Payson, who were dancing on the dance floor.
"Kay, we saw you talking to that ego-maniac, Chris. What did he want this time round?" Lauren asked.
"Well for starters, he called me "hot stuff" and "babe". I walked away before he could say anything more."
"Good idea. I think he believed he could hook-up with you tonight. I mean did you see the way he was staring at you when we were on that stage?" Payson said.
"Yeah, whatever, let's dance."
The girls began dancing to the music that was pumping out of the loud speakers. The DJ then played "Club Can't Handle Me" and the guys began to join the girls on the dance floor. When the song ended, they all took a break and walked off the dance floor. Kaylie was the last one out of their group to leave the dance floor. While making her way off, someone stopped her in her tracks.
"What up?"
"Chris, stay away from me," Kaylie challenged. "I have a boyfriend who could easily kick your ass."
"I want to challenge him, and the prize is you, hot stuff."
A more slow and mellow atmosphere replaced the electric-charged ambience. A slow song, Stolen, came on.
"Let's dance," Chris suggested.
"Uh, no, thank you. I have a boyfriend, remember?"
"One dance, he won't mind."
"Uh, I don't know, Chris."
"Oh come on, Austin's not the jealous type. He won't be jealous, right?"
"I guess so."
"Well then come on, prove that I'm right." She nodded. He took her hand and pulled her towards the center of the dance floor. He brought her hands up and draped it around his neck. He pulled her closer and slid his hands around her slim waist. They swayed to the beat of the song. When the song ended, Chris took her hand and kissed the back of her right hand. He then pulled her closer to him once again. This time, he tilted his head and leaned in towards her.
"Chris," she sighed. She pushed against his chest but failed, as he was much stronger than her. "Relax, babe," he said and kissed her on the cheeks.
Austin's POV
Kaylie was the last to leave the dance floor. We were all already at the bar. The next thing I knew, Chris walked up towards her, that bastard. What did he want with my girl?
He somehow managed to charm her with his gay looks and she fucking fell for it. He took her hand and led her to the dance floor and god forbid; it was a slow song. He draped her hands around his neck and his own hands found their way around her waist. That should be me, not the gay-lord.
"Dude, what are you going to do about that?" Brad asked while pointing towards the pair in the center of the dance floor.
"You're all about to find out," Austin said while stomping his way towards the dance floor.
"Don't. Don't go there," Max intercepted.
"Why? You prefer Chris being her boyfriend than me?"
"No, that's not what I'm implying. Don't turn into the jealous boyfriend. You know how much she hates jealous boyfriends. Possessiveness isn't hot, my friend."
"You're right, I'll play cool."
I stood there watching them, and the whole time, my hands were clenched into a fist. The song finally ended and I couldn't wait until Kaylie was in my arms. Suddenly, he took her hands and kissed it. He kissed it!
"It's just her hand, nothing more," I said through clenched teeth.
"What'd you say?" Nicky asked.
"Nothing."
The next thing I knew he leaned towards her and kissed her. Wait, he kissed her, on the lips! Holy shit, this guy is about to be grilled like a hamburger patty in a Sunday barbecue.
"Oh," he yelled. "That is the last straw. He did not just do that, to my girl!"
"Huh?" Lauren asked, confused.
"Don't tell me you didn't see that scumbag lay his lips on my girl."
"Austin, Kaylie would never do that. What were you thinking?"
"Oh, I know she won't do that, but he would."
"I'm going over there," I said and began walking towards them. I could hear the faint shouting from Nicky, Brad and Max saying that I should not be the "jealous boyfriend". But what do they understand? Their girlfriend isn't the National Champion, Worlds' Gold Medalist or is being kissed by the douche bag.
Kaylie's POV
Oh. My. God. I let him kiss me on the cheek. Oh. My. God. What if Austin saw?
Chris is looking at me with that look. I can't look away, I feel as if I'm trapped in this gaze.
My gaze broke when I saw someone's fist hit Chris' face. I turned and saw that it was no other than my boyfriend, Austin Tucker. The DJ, as if on cue, cut the music and everyone turned towards us, mouths hung open.
"Austin!" I screamed.
Austin's POV
Chris is less than five feet away from me. I stomped closer towards them and my hands found his face. The DJ cut the music and everyone gasped and stared at us.
"Austin!" Kaylie screamed. I looked at Kaylie and she was horrified.
"What? He kissed you on the lips!" I screamed. "What did you expect me to do? Stand there watching him kiss you?"
"Yes, you should have! He didn't kiss me on the lips!" Kaylie shrieked. "He kissed me on the cheeks! I tried to push him away and he was so much stronger than me. I would never do that to you, Austin."
"I…I'm sorry, Kaylie. I'm sorry for overreacting. I shouldn't have jumped to conclusion but from where I was standing, it looked like he kissed you on the lips."
"Don't be sorry for overreacting. You should be ashamed for not trusting me," Kaylie said, but her voice began to crack. "From where you were, okay, it may look like he kissed me on the lips, but from where I was, he forced himself on me."
"I'm sorry, I screwed up, again," I said.
"Yeah, I'm sorry too," Kaylie said and ran out of the glass doors that led out to the Jacuzzi and the pool.
What should I do? Should I run after her? Maybe I should give her some space.
