KEEFE POV FINALLY!
Keefe frowned. Why had Fitz made him come to this party? Parties were Fitz's thing, being Mr. Popular and all. He had noticed that Fitz had seemed a little aloof tonight. Now that he was thinking about it, Fitz had seemed that way for a while, ever since he broke up with his girlfriend of almost a year. Keefe had never met her, so he had assumed it wasn't too serious. For god's sake, Keefe could barely remember her name!
Well, I'm here now. Might as well make something of it. Smirking to himself, Keefe spotted a pretty blonde girl across the room.
"Hey there beautiful! Why haven't I seen you around before?" Keefe asked, his heart pounding, because, wow, she was even more beautiful up close. He smiled, a grin that made most girls fall instantly in love with him. But… this girl wasn't like most girls…
Keefe tried to ignore the fluttering feeling in his stomach as they introduced themselves and made small talk. They chatted for a few minutes, all while Keefe tried not to notice how Sophie's eyes sparkled when she laughed, or how she seemed to be getting more beautiful every minute he talked and wow, she was brilliant and amazing, and why did Keefe feel like he was beginning to develop a crush on this girl?
Keefe was startled out of his thoughts with a sudden declaration.
"Kiss me," she demanded.
Not that Keefe was complaining, but this seemed a little sudden.
"Uh, what?" he responded brilliantly.
"My ex just walked in. Please kiss me." She begged, her eyes full of pleading.
Keefe shrank internally. Of course she wouldn't actually want to kiss him. He was just a… a distraction. Keefe sighed in his head. Sure, it wasn't because she really wanted to, but… it was better than nothing.
Trying to keep up his 'too cool to care attitude' he grinned. "Well, if you insist."
Keefe leaned in, touching his lips to hers, and oh gods, her lips were so soft and warm and he just wanted to do this forever until a familiar voice interrupted him.
"Keefe? Sophie?" as a recognizable pair of teal eyes glared at him.
Sophie pulled away, maybe a little reluctantly, Keefe hoped?
"Oh, hey Fitz." She said, trying to straighten her hair that Keefe vaguely remembered running his hand through while they were kissing.
Why is Fitz here? Keefe wondered.
"Hey Sophie. I didn't know you, uh, knew Keefe." Fitz replied, trying (and failing) to not seem angry.
"Oh, yeah. He's, um, actually, my boyfriend?" Sophie said, sounding nervous.
Wait a second… is Fitz the ex?! NO NO NO WHAT SOPHIE NO FITZ IS NOT GONNA BE HAPPY! Keefe screamed internally, all while keeping a straight face on the outside.
Keefe affirmed Sophie's statement, and tried to keep it cool as the three chatted, but inside he was in full on panic mode. Fitz eventually left, with a silent look to Keefe saying "We'll talk about this later."
Keefe confronted Sophie about what she had said, and they parted on friendly terms. Keefe has even managed to get her number, because as scary as Fitz was, this girl was worth it. Keefe knew that he would be texting Sophie the very next day, and hopefully every day after that for a long time. Little did he know…
YAY A CLIFFHANGER! I will be doing an epilogue of sorts after this (be warned: it will probably be very short) Please review!