Jacob had told me I lost my confidence. But I was pretty sure he was helping me find it again. And I was done drowning. I was done having Axel let me. I took a deep breath. “Friends forever,” I said and forced a smile onto my face.
Axel didn’t smile back.
“But if you’ll excuse me. Luis is waiting.” And he was. The song had changed a while ago. But he was keeping his distance. Probably because Axel had been so hostile earlier. I’d thought it was kind of romantic. But now it just seemed like he was being an asshole for the sake of being an asshole.
“I told you what would happen if you danced with Luis,” Axel said.
“Do whatever makes you happy, Axel.” Because that’s all I really wanted. For him to be happy. And I was finally ready to admitthat I wasn’t the one that was going to do that for him. I stepped back from him.
He scowled at me.
I turned away and walked right up to Luis.
Luis smiled and pulled me in close.
Whatever buzz I’d had earlier was gone. And for some reason I couldn’t make my hips sway to the music the same way as before. I just wanted to go home.
For a few minutes there, I’d felt confident. The realization that it would truly never happen suddenly hit me like a brick wall though. I’d already known it. Of course I’d known it. But it felt real this time. Axel and I were never going to happen.
Never.
Nunca.I smiled thinking of Jacob. But my smile faltered. Because I was pretty sure that was never going to happen either.
“Nice crown,” Luis said.
“Do you want it?”
He laughed. “No thanks. It looks good on you.”
I sighed. “What cologne do you wear?”
“What?”
“And are you cheating on your girlfriend with anyone besides George?”
“I’m not gay, Scarlett.”
“Do you think William is? I know everyone said he was. But I want to make sure. Because this thing is ending tonight. I’m just so tired.”
“I don’t know what is happening,” Luis said.
“Have you seen Jacob?” I asked.
“I think I saw him leave with some blonde chick.”
He’d left? My heart sunk. I couldn’t even blame him. I’d been dancing with everyone other than him. I’d put unmaking the kiss thief’s identity as my top priority. When I should have put Jacob first.
But it was just a few weeks ago when Jacob had told me he’d always liked me. When he’d kissed me because he’d been dying to for years. Only to have me flub it. I knew this thing between us was supposed to be fake. But it didn’t feel fake when he was kissing me.
What did I know though? I’d only had my first kiss a few weeks ago. I wasn’t exactly an expert. Jacob probably kissed Olivia differently. Since he actually liked her.
“You okay?” Luis asked.
“You didn’t answer any of my questions.” I leaned forward and smelled him. “Very sweet. Almost floral.”
“What?”
“Are you wearing perfume?” I asked.