Last First Kiss (Sequel to "This Kiss", COMPLETED!)

*You must read the first one to understand this*
When you go back to school in September (or in our case late August) and people ask you how your summer was. And they except you to tell them that it was great! You went to the beach, met a cute guy blablabla! Well that's partly true for me. Sure my parents died and I was forced to move to California to live with my grandmother. But that could happen to anyone. I nearly died in a surfing accident, met Louis Tomlinson (and fell even more in love with him), broke his heart, watched my friends fall in love with 2 of his friends, forced to have the annoying (but beautiful) Eleanor Calder live with me and drive me completely insane, and on top of all that my ex-boyfriend Jack shows up and kidnaps me. And yes I'm still in his custody. Will I get saved? Who knows? Just read it(:
Cover by InnocentlyBeautiful :) Copyright ©


19. Maybe Date



"He hates me, he hates me, he's gonna hate seeing me," I repeated over and over again as we walked into the elevator. Eleanor shot me an evil look.

"Bianca, if I have to hear you say that one more time, I swear to the Lord up above that I will slap you silly, okay?" threatened Eleanor.

"But he does," I whispered. Eleanor glared at me as the elevator beeped. We walked towards their flat and opened the door. Two figures were on the floor kissing.

"Mmm, I like that," said Elizabeth softly... 

"Hello?" I asked. They looked up at us, their faces red. My own face was red just watching them kissing. This...was awkward.

"Oh... Hi... Bianca..." said Elizabeth. Niall coughed into his hand. 

"Awkward," he said between coughs. Elizabeth hit his arm and gave him a look. 

"I didn't know you were going to be here so soon!" she said. I looked over at Eleanor.

"I texted both you and Olivia. Speaking of which, where is she? Where is everyone?" asked Eleanor. Just as she was saying this, Harry and Louis stepped out, laughing about some joke. But his face turned to stone when he saw me.

"Louis!" cried Eleanor. He waved and then dragged Harry into a different room. I felt my heart fall.



"What the hell is she doing here?" I asked Harry after seeing Bianca in my living room. Harry shrugged.

"I don't know..."

"What do you mean you don't know? Did you know she was coming to England? Who knew she was coming to England?" I asked question after question. Harry shrugged again.

"I don't know..."

"Do you know anything?" 

"Hey, that hurt. Deep inside," said Harry. I sighed.

"I'm sorry, Harry," I said, bringing him into a hug.

"Do you guys mind? I'm trying to play Mario Cart here," said Zayn. That's when I realized we had stumbled upon his room. 

"Oh...sorry Zayn. Hey, did you know that Eleanor and Bianca were coming?" Zayn nodded.

"Yes, I knew."

"WHAT? Why didn't you tell me?" I asked. 

"I didn't have to," said Zayn.

"What do you mean you didn't have to? Bianca--"

"Is your ex-girlfriend," finished Zayn. He paused the game and looked at me, "Your ex-girlfriend. That you should be getting back."

"I don't want to. I need to move on. Harry, don't I need to move on?" I asked looking at Harry.

"Yeah, he needs to move on."

"Thank you!" I cried. The only person who agreed with me in this house. Zayn shook his head.

"And anyway, if I told you she was coming and staying with us--"

"She's staying with us??!"

"--Then you would have fled to your mother's or something," finished Zayn. 

"That's a brilliant idea. I think I'm going to do that now," I said. Zayn grabbed my arm.

"Don't you dare. Give her a chance, okay?" 

"You should be saying that to her," I muttered quietly. Zayn let go of my arm. 

"Let her give you another chance. I know that she still likes you. Of course she does, you're like her knight in shining armor or whatever. Teenage girls like that sort of thing," said Zayn, returning to his video game. I sighed and left the room, dragging Harry with me. We almost ran into Bianca. 

"Hey Bianca," said Harry all cheeky like. I gave him a look. 

"Hi Harry... Hey...Louis," she said kind of awkwardly. My heart started to race when she said my name, and ducked her little head like that, so I wouldn't see her blushing. I felt myself soften.

"Hello Bianca," I said. She nodded her head, not meeting my eyes, and walked into the guest room that she was sharing with Olivia. She stopped in the doorway and looked over at me. 



"Do you think you could show me around London tomorrow?" she asked, her cheeks faintly blushing. Like a date? I couldn't help but ask. But I nodded my head, sort of stiffly.

"Sure." She smiled softly and then went into her room, closing the door behind her. Harry started to elbow me in the ribs, smiling like a goofball.

"Huh, huh," he said knowingly, "What'd I tell ya?"

"You told me to move on."

"That was because you wanted me to!" whined Harry. I smiled to myself. Was Bianca and I going on a date tomorrow? 



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