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opened wide to fit his torso in between. I stared into his brown orbs before he kissed me again.

Something about the kiss was different. Unlike the first one, it brought more confusing emotions in me. Zane continued to kiss me, making me ignore my thoughts.

His lips moved against mine, and that made me catch up quickly that I was to do the same. I felt the difference in the textures of our lips, and that made dinosaurs stomp around my stomach.

Zane wrapped his arms tighter around me, bringing me closer to him up to the point where I practically sat on his thighs. The kiss continued. We were soon moving in sync.

I couldn't focus on anything but the feel of Zane's torso, his arms around me, his lips on mine and the erratic pounding of my heart. 

I soon felt a hand, his hand, reach for the back of my head. He cradled it, still leading the kiss. Then I felt something explode in my stomach. My body got hot, and I felt something stir in my loins.

I don’t know how it happened, but the kiss deepened and quickened at the same time. I pressed my lips harder on Zane's, eliciting a groan out of him. 

Oh, the things that groan did to me...

His mouth opened, tasting my lips with his tongue. He prodded them, and I had no idea of what to do. Then he did something unexpected. 

He bit my lower lip. 

I gasped, only for his tongue to enter my mouth.

Heat trickled down to my core at the mere feel of his tongue against mine. I think I moaned out loud. Still having no idea of what to do, I moved my tongue against his. He copied my action, only seeming to move faster.  I tried to keep up with him, but then I couldn’t from the wonderful pleasure I was feeling. I almost felt disappointed in myself, but then I realized that was what he wanted.

We explored our mouths like we were doing a forbidden dance. Our torsos were pressed onto each other, and that did nothing to cool off my form. My hands had nothing to hold onto. I reached for Zane’s shoulder and biceps, feeling the muscle while moaning at the same time.

Crap, he was hard.

I soon moved them to his hair. I tugged on it, getting groans out of him. Then his lips left mine. He started pecking the skin from my cheeks and onto my shoulder. Meanwhile, my hands rubbed along his shoulders and back. He found a sensitive spot that almost had me giggling from being ticklish. Then his lips went back to my mouth, continuing the assault he had been doing with his tongue.

I felt a wetness form in between. I couldn't stop it because it felt so good. I pushed myself harder into Zane, feeling my breasts crush underneath his torso.

I was soon wanting to feel him, to have nothing in between us, but the sound of the doorbell stopped everything. 

It was like a cold bucket of ice was dunked onto me. Just like that, the kiss had ended. Zane and I were looking at each other, and his orbs seemed to have darkened. In fact, I felt something hard poking at my thigh.

“I’ll get that,” Liam said with an uncomfortable look, quickly getting up to go to the door.

Zane and I continued to stare at each other awkwardly.

“Wow!” Selena broke the silence that would have made things more awkward. “Now that was a kiss.”

I felt my cheeks blush as I remembered Zane and I were not alone. He was still staring at me with desire in his eyes. He was panting just like I was. The stare he was giving me demanded more, and a part of me wanted just to give him that.

Then the color in his eyes began to dilate. They widened when he realized what we had done. He awkwardly scratched the back of his neck.

“Umm, I have to… deal with something,” Zane said as he gently began pushing me off his thighs. I blushed again, moving to sit on the ground. Zane quickly rushed out of the room. Seconds later, the sound of a door closing sounded through the suite.

The air was still filled with awkwardness. I soon spotted Liam coming into the suite with the packaged food. I ran towards him, and he was surprised by my quick movement.

“Rachel wanted me to talk to her. So... yeah. Long night,” I lied as I got my food. Liam was giving me a confusing stare, but I did not bother to answer. I gave him and the rest a small smile before heading towards my room.

Along the way, I stopped for a few seconds to stare at Zane's room. I soon continued walking to my room.

CHAPTER 31

(A/N Descriptive R-rated thoughts ahead; the signs !-! will be there in brackets as a warning. Enjoy!)

Zane's P.O.V

No one questioned my rush into my room, and I was glad. I needed some time to think of what to do, especially after the kiss I shared with Emery. 

I was in my room, pacing as I thought of what to do to avoid the mess being bigger than it already was.  

What have I done?

 My hands were in my hair, pulling it as I replayed the mess I of things I had made in my mind.

I kissed Emery.

Why did I agree to do the dare? Maybe I just gave into the pressure of doing it. Maybe I was too tired to comprehend what I was doing. Maybe I felt bad for ruining the chances of Emery getting her first kiss in high school.

The reasons seemed to be fitting to explain why I did it. But then, a part of my mind denied all the explanations. 

I had really wanted to kiss Emery.

I am so messed up!

Ever since I saw Emery naked in her room, I had lustful thoughts and feelings that involved her. I thought it was a bug in my mind, and I wanted to clear things up. I wanted to explore what would happen between Emery and me, and so the dare seemed fitting to solve the problem. 

However, it did not work. 

The kiss backfired on me. It was great. No, it was awesome!

(!-!)

I had never felt something like that in my entire life. Sure, I had kissed a couple of girls since high school, but they had never brought out the feelings I experienced when I kissed Emery. 

The first kiss, the one that was a peck, seemed ill-fitting. It didn't help with anything until Selena had told me to give Emery a real kiss. 

And boy, did I. I am glad she didn't even feel how hard I was.

Kissing Emery was like getting high. I felt something that made me feel more alive than I currently was. It almost felt like taking a drug.

F*ck!

No one had ever kissed me like that. It was her first time, and still, she had me stunned.

To make matters worse, I wanted to do it again. 

No one knew how much I wanted to do it again.

I wanted to feel those lips on mine, to explore Emery's mouth with my tongue. 

And that moan... Oh, that delicious moan. 

I wanted to hear it again. It seemed like the melody of a new catchy song that replayed in my head. I wanted to hear it over and over again.

I wanted to kiss Emery so hard that she saw stars. I wanted her naked and between my sheets. I wanted to feel her and to feel those soft breasts of hers. I wanted to fill her cunt with my cock and to have her walls squeezing me over and over in orgasm.

I bet she would have been sensitive from me playing and tonguing her nipples. Maybe she could even come from just that.

I looked down, seeing that my cock had hardened.

My thoughts came to a stop when I recalled I had a girlfriend.

F*ck! 

I had no idea of what I would do. I didn't want to hurt Bianca. Of course, she was somewhere in the UK with her family. She had just left two days before Emery and Selena joined the boys and me on our tour.

I needed to keep the kiss a secret or else our relationship would be over.

But then, did I want to be in this relationship?

My thoughts went back to Emery, and I was reminded once again of my hard-on. My thoughts went back to the kiss, and no matter how hard I tried, I knew I wouldn't be able to focus on anything else.

I locked the door before going to bed. It was a good thing my girlfriend would not know of what I was going to do.

(!-!)

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Selena's P.O.V

It was late in the night. I was awake in my hotel room. I had just come from seeing Erick, thinking over what he had told me.

Before I could tell Erick about the wonderful news of me being an upcoming musician, he had told me about his dreams. I was frightened by what he said. Surely, Emery could not turn evil so quickly. That had to be false. 

However, the words he told me she had shouted in the dream seemed to say otherwise.

I wished it was all fake, but the chances of the dream being a reality were high. I believed I needed to keep busy and to avoid Emery for a while. It was a good thing I got the job offer from Simon Cowell. I planned to call him as soon as morning came.

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One month later

Emery's P.O.V

It had been four weeks ever since the boys shot their One Thing music video. It had also been two fortnights ever since the dreaded dare – the one that brought weird feelings. Things seemed to get more awkward ever since Zane and I kissed. I had no idea of what to do with the feelings he had invoked in me. It was even hard to come up with a subject to talk about when we were alone. Unlike the last awkward incident where he saw me topless in the bathroom, we hadn't talked about the current one.

Apart from that, the boys' tour had ended in Belfast, Northern Ireland. The end of the boys' tour meant that they had some time until the tour resumed in March or April in the same year. In the meanwhile, their time was filled with scheduled interviews and coming up with new songs.

That seemed like my time to leave, but the boys insisted I shouldn't. In fact, I was with them wherever they went. I felt like I was intruding and totally out of place, but the guys kept insisting I stay around with them. That included Zane. I had no idea why he agreed with the others, seeing that we had not talked about the awkward make-out session we shared.

Selena had gotten her dream of becoming a musician. It was sad to hear that she left the following day without even telling me! I mean, I was not going to stop her from going for her dream. I was supportive of her! She could have at least waited a week before she left, but I guess she couldn't wait for her career as a singer.

"Emery, I need to talk to you," Zane spoke as he entered my room. We were back in London and back in the same hotel where we had kissed. 

I wondered why the boys' management wouldn't change the hotel. The entertainment room was a reminder of that evening. I did not know how to feel about it, and that scared me.

"Sure," I said with an uneasy smile as the memories of the kiss we shared played in my head for the ten thousandth time. 

Zane closed the door behind him and turned to face me.

"Look. I know things have been weird between us in the past month..."

You don't have to say it out loud. We both know that!

"...and I wanted us to talk about it."

We moved towards my bed where we sat to face each other.

"Do we have to?" I groaned as I blushed.

"Actually, yes, we do," he replied. Then a nervous expression took over his face.

"I have a girlfriend," he said. I sat motionless as I let the words he spoke be fully processed in my mind.

"I'm sorry, what?" I deadpanned. Zane shifted on the bed, which did not help in making matters better.

"You have a girlfriend? Why didn't you tell me before we did the dare? In fact, why am I finding out about this now?" I asked with slight fury.

"I know I should have told you before we kissed."

You think?

My eyes turned their focus to the