Kara looked in Creed's eyes, trying to find whatever she seemed to be looking for. With a sigh, she looked away, looking around his room. "My mind's a jumbled mess Creed. Even I wouldn't begin to know." She answered honestly, puckering her lips before slowly runnning her tongue over them, hoping to moist them a little.
Oh, the tiger will love you. There is no sincerer love than the love of food. George Bernard Shaw
Creed nodded as he watched her lick her lips. He looked away, they were way to tempting and she was probably still mad at him, but just to scared to admit it.
"Whats wrong?" She asked. He looked at her surprised and shrugged.
"Nothing is wrong." he replied hoping his dad would get there. He didn't know if he'd be able not to try and kiss her. He had to stay focused, she hated him he had to remmeber that.
Kara creased her eyebrows, and sat up in bed, crawling over to Creed until she was gazing him in the face. "Something's wrong, you look... disturbed." She puckered her lips a little, unknowingly.
Creed looked away. "I-it's nothing!" He boomed, causing Kara to jump. "I'm sor-" Before he could finish his sentence, Kara softly kissed his bottom lip, smiling and pulling away slowly.
Oh, the tiger will love you. There is no sincerer love than the love of food. George Bernard Shaw
"I was mad," Kara admitted, honestly. "And I'm sorry. I really had no reason to go off on you. I'm sorry." Hereyes filled with tears. I'm so, so sorry." She frowned, her bottom lip quivering, and looked away, eyes brimming with tears.
Oh, the tiger will love you. There is no sincerer love than the love of food. George Bernard Shaw
Creed didn't know what to do. He didn't want to deal with a crying girl, he didn't know how to. He cupped her face in his hands and then looked her in the eyes. "Don't cry, please don't cry." He said brushing the tears away not knowing what else to say. "What can I do to make you stop crying?!"
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