Chapter 8

Lydia's POV

The dares were fucking hilarious! The bottle spinned again and it stopped on me and Henry.

I didnt notice him until now. I looked at him and he had a smirk on his face.

That asshole!

"I know you dont have guts choosing for dare. So, i woul-" i cut him off immediately. "You dont know anything about me asshole! So please stop judging people! I am taking dare" i told him firmly.

"Okay then Lydia. I dare you to kiss Alex. I mean to kiss him on his lips" he told me and looked at Alex. His eyes were wide. Mine were the same.

Oh hell no!

"I know you would not do it anyway. So back off" he said and i glared at him. If looks could kill, he would already be dead! He knew how to push my buttons!

"I fucking accept your dare!" I said and stood up. I looked at Em and gave her a smile because she looked worried.

If Blake could move on, so can i.... Right?

"1 minute" he said and i nodded. "Are you sure?" Alex asked me and i nodded.

He didnt seem that bad!

People even say that he is very good with girls. He came to me and held me by my waist.

I dont feel the sparks!

Nothing.

I didnt have to tiptoe because he bent down. He was tall. Even with high heels i reached only till his shoulders.

"Are you sure?" He asked again and i smiled and put my lips on his. Our lips moved in sync. It was not the tongue- involved kiss. But it was good.

It didnt have the spark but it felt good. It was a good kiss.

But not as good as Blake's kiss!

Fuck off conscience! He stepped back when someone whistled. My hands were on his shoulders. I retracted my hands quickly.

I looked at him and his face was bright pink. He is so cute. He was blushing! He turned around and sat back on his chair.

I did the same. "Okay. Lets spin the bottle" someone said and the bottle spinned again.

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By the time we reached the dorm, Em was wasted. She drank way too much.

She was already passed out. I changed my clothes, removed my make up and lay on the bed.

While i was kissing Alex, Blake was on my mind. Why cant i fucking forget him.

Why?

Maybe it is because i love him.

Love.

It is the only feeling that scares me the most. Love can do good to people and also bad.

It depends on whom you love. Either that person breaks you or mends you.

People say that love can heal wounds. But here, love is causing me trouble. A lot of trouble.

And the worst part is, i dont know how to heal myself. Julia and Alessa said that they would be with me no matter what.

But atlast they didnt trust. Noone listened to me. They left me instead.

Left me alone.

Friends do not do this. They are meant to support eachother. Julia is my sister. Atleast she could have asked me what was the matter.

But they didnt. I guess i came to Sydney for my own good. Maybe i could move on. Maybe i could forget my past.

Forget them.

Forget what had happened to me in childhood.

I want to move on!

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I woke up when i heard someone groaning. I opened my eyes and looked at the owner of the voice.

It was Em.

"What the fuck is wrong with my head! It is pounding. Aye stop laughing Lydia. You are supposed to treat me!" She yelled at me and i raised my hands in surrender.

"I would bring Advil for you. Wait" i said and rushed to the kitchen. I brought her glass of OJ and Advil.

"Thank you. You are the best" she told me and took the pill.

"No problem Em" i said and went to washroom. I finished my business and washed my face and brushed my teeth and went outside.

"Let me bathe and we could head out for breakfast" i told her and she nodded.