you hooked up with a pogue weeks ago... But not just anyone, but JJ Maybank. You hated having to admit it out loud when the rumor had barely spread to every mouth that spoke to you... It wasn't from another world, a pogue hooked up with a kook, just like what happened with Sarah and John b... But why did they put so much emphasis on the two of you? Because it was easy to notice how much you were hooked on even the way he kissed... That way he holds your hips, holding you against him... Like you were actually his girlfriend. His serious relationship. Your nostrils were still flooded with his cheap perfume and the smell of cigarettes when you remembered the senses he awakened in you when your lips and his met... Moving slowly, with such satisfaction that it made you remember that no foolish kook could kiss you like that...

Fuck,you hated remembering that. It had only been a few drunken kisses, but your senses didn't seem to have been completely unconscious, and again, you hated it.

It was so hard to see him but you wished he was there... wherever you went... and tonight was no exception. You were at a Kooks party, where pogues were clearly not allowed...

Crap... Your gaze met his...

Why the hell did he have to be there? In the middle of everyone, with a simple glass of whiskey that he'll be able to buy in years... It was an easy answer, but difficult to admit, just like it was for you. He was there to see you... To kiss you again, to get close to You and probably have you all night...

But he wasn't going to tell you.

You felt like you were sinking in your place when he started approaching, with that brazen air that made you hate him but at the same time love him...
He looked at you,from top to bottom with such a... Silly smile that gave you millions of butterflies. "Did I interrupt your atmosphere, princess?" His face was dangerously close to yours... His breath hit yours and mingled like a silent melody. "Why are you looking at me with that little face? I know you like me being here..." His free hand went to your waist, the taste of his smell returned again...