Nathaniel's POV

We the guys gathered at a lounge to gets shots and have some fun. As much I tried to have the fun, I couldn't stop thinking about certain stuff..some sort of fear was lingering in me.

That face..that glare looked like a new unreleased version of the original Pamela. She looked like she was about to snap. And somehow some weird infatuation by her was making me sense a rejection notice earlier..in my conscience.

And that feeling of sheer regret.

"Yo dude, check out that sexy hot chick over there!" Aldrick said. I knew it was probably some random girl so I didn't bother turning around.

"Man, if I get that redhead, I'm gonna kiss the hell out of her." Arjun added.

Meh, they're lots of red heads in this world

"Its her! Its her!" Aldrick said dreamily.

"Shut up, you're shouting." I grumbled and decided to roll my eyes to glance at the who so ever. It was almost like a dream...like for real..she looked almost unrealistic.My heart rose for a minute or ten before it started to palpitate.

God gave humans the breath of life but this girl was sent to take mine away. She has been sent to murder me! I don't even know why she was here but one thing was for sure, she was here to strip life out of me.

R.I.P Nathaniel.

She was sitting there with the cool air blowing her high ponytail all over the place. There was no single trace of innocence on her face. If she was in a gang, she wouldn't need a gun to kill, her looks can get thousands of guys under her feet.

To summarise, she looked bewitching, pulchritudinous, gorgeous, stunning smashing and the like and she was making my heart beat faster than The Flash.

"She looks familiar..no?" Aldrick squinted his eyes and I got angry with him.

"Eyes off my girl boys, she's mine." I growled.

"Really? So who is that dude..you know, the one beside her?" Arjun asked. I was busily ogling at her that I didn't realize there was some cricket with her and he was cracking jokes to her.

It's not fair, I want to be the cause of her smile for once.

I sat there and stared keenly at her. I stared at her in a way that would make her feel someone was staring at her. She glanced at me and muttered something under her breath and looked back at the guy next to her. Later she excused herself from him and started walking away. I got up and followed her where she was going.

She paused and turned to me.

"Are you escorting me to the washroom?" she asked raising her beautifully penciled brow. I was so absorbed into her beauty that I was slightly gaping at her. she rolled her eyes and turned to go but I gripped her wrist.

"Wait."

"Nathaniel what are you doing let go of me! let go of my hand!" She protested.

"You want me to let go?" I asked looking down at her. I was shocked that she had gotten really bold to even dress up like this.

"Yes." She said boldly frowning at me.

"OK." I replied, let go of her hand and I picked her up and threw her over my shoulders.

"Put me down!" She yelled hitting my back.

"Put me down you jerk!" She screamed again into the loud music but I didn't mind her and took her all the way to the rooftop and put her down.

"Why have you brought me here? What do you want?!" She spat.

"You're out there, allowing some random guy to flirt with you." I gritted angrily at her.

"So? does it concern you?" She shot bck.

You look pretty.

"Of course it concerns me!" I retorted.

"And why? Is it because you can't stand me being happy? " She asked breathing heavily, and I could see a peek of her bra under her crop top

"It's not that." I muttered trying not to look at her bare flat tummy.

The result is I failed.

"Then what Nathaniel? Huh? What? You've made me so miserable ever since I stared schooling in your school and now you see me happy you want to ruin it? Why?!" She asked shouting.

"You're with some random guy who only wants to use you!" I pointed out. Now my back was facing her. I rubbed my glabella with my one hand whiles the other was on my hip and she was yelling.

"Why do you care? Huh? Why do you always..make me miserable? Answer me Nathaniel! Tell-" She couldn't finnish her statement because I turned quickly and faced her, grabbed her face by her cheeks, and I pressed my lips on hers.

Words could not explain how I had been feeling off late words.

She was shocked for moments because when I did that quick action, her blue eyes widened. My heart thumped as I closed my eyes. I was gentle at first even though my hormones were over flowing.

After a while..I my lipsto move vigorously harsh against her soft ones and I kept biting and sucking her lower lip and upper lip. Even though she remained still, her lips and body was shivering. Her hands crawled onto my chest and I wrapped my arm around her waist and pressed her more to my chest. She squeaked a bit at the action and my heart jolted.

I paused briefly and tried to catch my breath by breathing from my throat. Her pupils were dilated and her cheeks were reddened. she was breathing really slowly as she closed her eyes again and slowly parted her lips.

I placed my lips back on hers and continued kissing her. She moaned and much desire shot through my chest. She paused and pulled back breathing heavily.

"What have I done?" She mumbled under her breath and I felt my heart drop when she pushed me back, passed her arm over hr lips and sent me share glare.

"Dont you dare talk to me ever? Understand?" she asked and opened the door to leave. I stood there..with ambivalence all over me.

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Pamela's POV

I slipped into my car, turned on the ignition and drove straight home. When I got home, everyone was asleep so I went upstairs to my room and went straight to the bathroom.

I stared at my image in the mirror. My hair which was still a ponytail was a mess, and the lipstick which was covering my swollen lips was smudged revealing my swollen tingling lips.

I hopped into the shower and took a bath. Later, I wore my PJ'S and layed on my bed and began to think.

Was I kissed by Nathaniel Demen? The guy who hates me? The guy who despises my presence? Or this was some kind of mean Dèjà Vu?

I touched my lips and realised they were still swollen. Yep, he did.

His lips were harshly..gentle..weird. even though the texture was soft and that whole time during that kiss, and tight knot was tied in my stomach, I felt tingles all over me, I felt so good.

But..what if he kissed me because maybe it was some sort of heat of the moment? What if he goes back to his girlfriend?

Well, whether he goes back or not, that doesn't change the fact that I'm gonna change. But if he goes back to her, it's really gonna hurt because that would mean I've wasted my first kiss and that also means I'd still have doubts.

But one thing was for sure, this was the best time of my life.

Images of the kiss flashed in my mind and I smiled sheepishly. I screamed Nathaniel's name into my pillow and led out a sigh.

New Day tomorrow, New Pamela.

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