.Chapter 28.

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Where in hell had everyone gone?

I scowled. If they had gone out for ice cream without waking me up, they were dead for sure.

I stretched my arms in the air, loosening my muscles, and yawned, rubbing my eyes.

Might as well search for them.

But first, I decided to drink water. So I sauntered towards the kitchen, racking my brain as to where all of my friends had gone. But a small sound from the kitchem made me stop in my tracks.

What was that?

It wasn't Izzy, because she had gone out to buy groceries.

Suspiciously, I turned around to find out the source of the noise.

"What do I have to do, exactly? Put all of this or some of it? Crap! I don't know how to make this work," someone mumbled, and I frowned.

Taking a peek inside, my eyes widened as I saw who it was.

"Ju!" I exclaimed, and he whipped around in surprise.

"Don't touch me," he hissed, as I moved forward to kiss him.

My face fell. "W-What happened?"

"Shame on you Christine Hawkins! You never felt like talking to me. We haven't talked properly in so many days."

"We both had matches and practice," I defended guiltily, and then sighed. "You're right, I'm sorry. Forgive me?"

"Damn, don't pout," he sighed and then scowled a little. "Way to make it harder to stay mad at you."

"And you make it even more hard," I mumbled as he tackled me into a hug. I inhaled his scent, and was creeped out by my own actions.

"I missed you so much," he said into my hair, and I smiled.

"I missed-"

But before I could complete the sentence, I was cut off by a noise.

Julian and I broke away from each other, my cheeks red, and I snapped my gaze to look at Brad, who froze in a position as though he was sneaking away - one hand hovering in the air and other behind his back.

And I thought everyone left . . .

"Um, Al and Dan have gone at Dan's; there's some, uh . . . problem," he told me without looking at me, and I just frowned.

"Okay . . ."

"So," he chirped suddenly, a grin on his face, "what are you two lovebirds up to?"

"I don't know," Julian drawled suspiciously. "Why?"

"Nothing! It's just that it's a beautiful evening - twilight - the time when you should kiss your girl in the sun; be all poetic and romantic, if you know what I mean," Brad winked, and I furrowed my eyebrows.

"What's up with you?" I questioned.

"Oh, seeing you two makes me mushy," he smiled, but it seemed a forced; like he was gritting his teeth.

"That's sweet, bro," Julian grinned, punching Brad's shoulder in a friendly way, and I smiled. "You're making me all Romeo-like, too."

"Which you already are," I added, and Julian suddenly moved towards me, scooping me up in his arms, and I caught him round his neck, taken in by surprise.

"Let's go take a walk," he said, and strode past Brad, who gave us a tiny wave, looking relieved, as Julian carried me into the garden we had, being all sweet to me.

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They had gone.

The Illegitimates were off on their small tour, and I never felt more lonely.

Well, not really, but I had become good friends with them (and they provided me entertainment 24×7). They were awesome.

But, I had my other group of cool friends to keep me occupied.

"We're not going to make it on time," I panicked, blabbering nonsense and fidgeting.

"You will, don't worry," Brad said soothingly through Skype, his voice coming out weird.

"But he's not even here yet!" I exclaimed. "And Jace and Alicia have long gone now."

"You're ruining your dress by sweating," Brad cringed, and I couldn't help but laugh a little.

"Way to keep me calm, stupid."

"Woo wook gool, doh," he said, stuffing his face with chips, and I paused in front of the screen of the laptop.

"Don't talk while eating," I snapped as I glanced at the small digital numbers on the side of the screen, telling me the time.

As if that helped my nerves.

"Okay, okay," he said, raising his hands defensively, before throwing the packet of chips on the bed, followed by himself, the bed covers wrinkling visibly.

"I said, you look good."

Aww . . .

"Thanks," I giggled like a girl, giving a high-pitched laugh, and he just laughed, throwing his head back.

"You need to stop doing that," he said.

I stuck my tongue out at him and then made a face. "I think I swallowed my lipstick a little bit."

"I don't want to hear it," Brad shook his head, and that's when I heard a honk from downstairs, and Izzy burst into my bedroom, looking flustered, and said, "He's here," before exiting just as quickly.

Weird.

"What if I fall while dancing with him?" I started panicking again. "Oh, my God, I'm going to step on his feet! Fuck, no! That would be so embarrassing! My heels will break, I'm sure they will. What should I do?! I can't keep an extra pair in my bra, obviously, maybe I should-"

"Hey, hey, hey!" Brad interrupted. "Cool it and take a deep breath."

I inhaled and exhaled deeply for some time, before Brad said, "Ok stop, stop. You're overdoing it."

I laughed.

"That's great. Keep smiling and laughing like this, and you'll be wonderful. You already look breathtaking."

I blinked.

"Really?"

"Yeah," he smiled. "Julian will find it hard to take his eyes off you tonight."

"T-Thanks," I blushed, my heart beating fast at his compliment, and I turned away to hide my face from him. "I'll go now."

"Good luck! Don't panic. Imagine Julian's face when he sees you."

I closed my eyes, and then shut my laptop, exiting my room. I was so glad that I paid heed to Brad's advice.

You're the best, Evans.

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