Chapter 4

DAGGERS SPEAK LOUDER THAN A WORD

The week went by quite quickly. On the Friday evening, I was getting ready when I suddenly heard a knock from my door. It was mommy. I was on my underwear, or shorts and my black bra. Then John stepped in behind mommy.

"Oh gosh! Mum!" I yelled as John came in holding back his laugh.

"Thanks, mistress F!" he smiled to my mum who covered her mouth as I pulled the closest hoodie on looking shocked. John started explaining that since he didn't feel anything for me I had no reason to hide myself. My mum apologized and closed the door behind her.

"Wow, that picture is gonna be on my mind like for ages", John smiled widely and sat on the red armchair. I threw my bag on his head. He put it down after it had hit and rubber his forehead telling me I shouldn't get all mad since we had to spend the whole evening together.

"So what our deal includes?" John suddenly asked as I turned my back to him and changed my hoodie to Iron Maiden's large tee. I asked what he meant and started doing my make-up.

"Like… Hugging, holding hands…? Kissing…?" his voice was in the same time so confident but so insecure. I turned around and looked at him like he was out of his mind – which he probably was. He was just staring my wall and didn't answer when I squealed 'what'.

"John fucking Gomez? Earth's calling. What the fuck are you thinking?" I yelled.

"Oh. Just… You half naked", he shrugged. I sighed. He knew very well how much he was annoying me at the moment. Then he repeated what he asked earlier.

"Okay, maybe hugging but I'll kill you if your hands start wondering. Holding hands is okay, kissing… No. Maybe if there's an emergency. And you keep your tongue in your mouth", I said harshly and turned to look at John who was smirking.

"Stop smirking and say you agree."

"Agreed, agreed…" he just mumbled laughing little bit. I turned to look in the mirror. Eww, hugging and holding hands with John frigging Gomez. Maybe kissing with John frigging Gomez. But if I got the older Gomez, maybe it was worth it? Maybe.

It was five minutes over eight pm when we dragged ourselves downstairs. Dad was reading a magazine in the couch as mum was cooking. I said me and John were going now and I'll be home after midnight or then I'll stay in there.

"Do you need condoms?" dad suddenly asked. I swear both of us, me and John, went all red.

"Wha—what?"

"Condoms? Kelsey, your sister always asks for them but you don't and you're in that age—" dad started explaining but didn't even look at us.

"Harold, I'm pretty sure Kelsey's boyfriend has a condom if they need one", I heard mum's voice in the kitchen. I looked at John who looked at me exactly the same time. We were bright red.

"Mum, John isn't my boyfriend", I rolled my eyes and opened the door pushing him out before me. We started walking towards Gomez's place. It was only a block or two away.

As we got closer, I could hear Flo Rida's Right Round playing. It brought a smile on my face as I grabbed John hands and literally pulled him inside after me. If I hadn't known better, I would've said this party had been on for hours already. But no, people were already dancing in the full house having red cups.

"John and Kelsey?! Are you here…like together?!" I heard Brian yelling from the stairway. John raised our tied fingers in the air lifting his eyebrow as he smiled sarcastically. Brian was about to say something when Chels—no, Roxie took over his mouth. I thought Brian was dating Chelsea? Well, whatever, I knew Chelsea wanted Josh over him. Jess and Stephen were standing almost next to us, Jess staring at Roxie and Stephen staring at Jess.

"I thought he was with your sister", Jess suddenly said to me. Or I think she said it to me though she was still keeping her eyes on Roxie and Brian. I told her I thought so too. Then, out of no where, Stephen grabbed my right wrist and John's left wrist, lifting our holding hands in the same level than his eyes.

"Wow. Way to go lil' Gomez, but remember, bros before hoes, right? Not that Kelsey is a hooker…" Stephen mumbled as he stared at our hands. Man, he was already drunk and high. John made him let go of our wrists and then dragged me to the yard. Stephen and Jess followed us, but they decided to stay on the terrace as we made our ways under the big three.

"Okay, that didn't work out well, how 'bout a kiss now?" John asked moving his hands on my waist. I made a deep sigh but smiling, taking my hands on his shoulders, then tied them together behind his neck. John couldn't help smiling.

"That's the spirit, baby girl. I promise to keep my tongue in my mouth, but if you don't, then you owe me a tongue kiss", he smirked and started moving along the music. The song was The Cab's Vegas Skies.

"You think I won't? Gosh, I'm gonna hate myself for this", I rolled my eyes and looked for Stephen. I noticed him sitting on the terrace's fence looking to our direction. I told John he was looking but not to kiss yet. Otherwise it would've been obvious, our plan I mean. I looked into John's blue eyes and then… It just happened. We kissed. It was just a little kiss. I opened my eyes to look at him, bit my lip before the other kiss. Then, my fucking tongue didn't listen to me anymore. John immediately leaned backwards smiling widely.

"What?" I asked. I really didn't care about Stephen at the moment. John pulled me closer to himself.

"You owe me", John whispered lightly in my ear. I immediately smiled, but as John leaned backwards, I had to make it stop. Okay, I needed to admit – I wanted this guy more than anything right now. I sighed, like I was annoyed, but then looked into his eyes and took my hands on his cheeks.

That kiss was one hell of a kiss.

After we had pullet out, we caught ourselves gasping little bit. I told him this was just a game, nothing serious and that he disgusted me and that I needed a drink. John insisted me to dance this song. Thank God it ended as soon as he said it. I was about to run away, when John kissed my cheek and told me to act like it was hard to leave him. I rolled my eyes, but slowly walked further, finally letting his hand go and then walked inside smiling little bit.

The party was great. I had spent most of my time with Jess and Devin. Devin Oliver that is, a nice kid from Chelsea's friend's class. Yeah, we didn't share same friends except for Jess and guys… Devin was so funny and everything, we changed numbers and got drunk (and high) together with Jess. It was almost 1am when Stephen came to the balcony and asked for me. We sat on the last step of the stairway and talked about me and John. I had no problems lying to him about how we began dating and shit… Then all the sudden Stephen kissed me. It was kind of a quick kiss, just like I had first with John. I had to say, John was better. Stephen looked me in the eyes with sad look – or then it was just his original face, I really couldn't tell – and then got up. I looked after him, only to notice John looking at me from the terrace's door.

Stephen went out. John followed him. And I followed them. I sat on the terrace's fence and chatted with Josh's girlfriend Nora as I noticed John and Stephen talking. John caught me looking at them. He smiled. I smiled too. Cobra Starship's Hot Mess was in the air. I noticed he yelled something. It was only one word. But, daggers spoke louder than a word, so I never heard what he yelled.

The next thing I noticed was him punching Stephen's face. This wasn't part of the fucking plan. I shook my head in disbelieve and threw my cup away leaving the house.

NEXT CHAPTER OF PLAYING THE LOVE GAME:

I stared at John's face, looking as sorry as I could. It was little bit frightening actually, John spitting curse words just an inch away from my face. But I actually believed him. I mean, it made sense. --