This chapter will be the same as last chapter, but in London's POV. Enjoy :)

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London's POV

I wake up and Kian has his arm securely around me. I try to get out of his grip, "No," he mumbles, "stay with me."

"Kian I have to pee." I sigh out and he loosens his grip. I go into his bathroom and pee. I come back and crawl back in bed, facing away from Kian. He pulls me closer to him, and I try and get comfortable. I feel pressure on my butt, and I turn towards Kian.

I lean into him slowly, pressing my lips on his, and pushing my body onto his, getting a moan. I slide my tongue into his mouth and we continue, and I take my lips off his and get up, and go into the kitchen.

I get bread out and pop it into the toaster, and find the nutella in the cabinet. My toast pops and I take it out of the toaster, spreading nutella on the two pieces. I lift myself onto the counter and take a bite of my toast.

Kian walks into the kitchen, and comes over to me standing in between my legs. He opens his mouth, wanting a bit of my toast. I quickly grab the other piece of toast and shove the whole thing in his mouth. He goes over to the sink, and spits it out.

I jump off of the counter, ready to run. "Oh no you don't!" He says and I take off towards the back door, quickly opening it and running around the pool. I look behind me and don't see Kian, but I quickly run into him. Fuck. I think and he pulls me towards him, putting his lips on mine.

I relax, soon finding that is a bad idea. Kian unattached our lips, and shoves me towards the pool. I fall into the water, and resurface to a laughing Kian. I swim over to him, and put out my hand.

"Kian, can you help me out of the pool?" I ask, trying to sound innocent. He grabs my hand, and I quickly pull him down. He falls in, and I start laughing, mainly at his face. I pull myself up onto the edge of the pool.

"London!" He yells and laughs. "You think you're funny don't you?"

"You should have seen your face! It was priceless!" I say and laugh harder. He laughs and pulls himself out of the pool, sitting next to me. I stop laughing and a question comes to my mind. Am I moving on too fast? "Kian.." I say quietly.

"Yes?" He says back, placing his arm around my shoulders, and pulling me towards his side.

"Do you think I'm moving on too fast?"

"No, London. It;s good that you're moving on. Especially onto me." He replies, getting a laugh from me when I look at him.

"Just kiss me." I say without thinking, "Make me forget about Jc. Make me think you have been with me as long as Jc has." I turn to him, and press my lips onto his, and we hear a iPhone camera click and look to the direction the noise came from.

Andrew is standing there with his iPhone up, and looking extremely guilty. "You guys are adorable. Had to take a pic." He says simply, and slowly turns and goes back inside.

Kian looks at me like he wants to kiss me again. "Go for it." I whisper and he presses his soft lips onto mine.

After that, Kian and I walk back into the house, to a flaming Jc. "What the fuck, Kian!" He yells and shoves his phone at him, the picture of us kissing on it. Great.

"What?" I butt in. "It's not like I'm yours to kiss!"

"But you moved on so fast.."

"You moved on when we were still dating, Jc!" I yell and feel tears fall down my face. "You're the first person who I trusted with my heart, and you broke it. For the rest of my life, you will always be the one who hurt me the most. Don't you ever forget that." I let go of Kian's hand, and run towards his room, tears running down my face.

I sit on his bed and bring my knees to my face, and hear the door open and close, and someone pull my legs away from my face, and I see Kian sit on the bed. He pulls me onto his lap and presses his lips onto mine, and I can taste my tears in the kiss.