Bailey's pov
Though his words made my heart raced, the doubt clouded my feelings and made me scowl. " Right. Then you have a funny way of showing it."
I pushed off him and rest my palm on his chest to push away from him fully, but he gripped both my wrists this time and prevented me to.
" Let me explain everything Bailey." His tone is soft with a plea that almost melted my resolve, but I refuse to be weakened so quickly.
" Kaleb-
" Please. I know the way I left wasn't right-
" You damn right it wasn't!" I snapped, my face flushing with irritation. His eyes pleaded with me to listen, to understand, but the frustration still lingered in my chest painfully.
" Flower, it's really not what you think."
I shook my head, trying to rip myself out his hold. " This is what any guilty person say to plead their case." I snorted out a dry laugh.
Kaleb winced and let out a breath, but he didn't release his grip on my wrists. "I messed up, Bailey. I'm not denying that, but I need you to hear me out."
I know that I wouldn't leave here without him speaking to me, nor was it even possible to with his grip around my wrists.
So I pressed my lips into a frown and nod.
He looks relieved and started. " When Stefan called me, he said Juliet had gotten intoxicated and she did not feel well. She would only allow me to bring her home."
His brows furrowed and his lips lined into a frown. " He gave the phone to her and she threatened to tell her father I was the one who gave her the drinks that was laced. I couldn't bring her home last night so her dad won't ask questions. I had no choice but to let her sleep in my room."
My eyebrows clench. " Her drinks were laced?"
He nod. " Stefan said they she left them for a bit and when she came back she was going crazy."
" Then why didn't you just tell me so last night Kaleb? I had to see you carrying her to your vehicle." I grumble, trying to free myself of his grip and finally he let me.
I don't step away from him though, I only fold my arms and stared at him firmly. " You could have just said so. You didn't have to leave the way you did."
He puffed out a breath and rolled his palm over his face. " I know and that was my mistake. I didn't want you to think that I wanted to drop her. My intentions were to drop her off and come back to you. Things took a turn when she vomited on my shirt and by the time I washed it off, I got a call from Ryan saying the party was over."
He looked at me with honesty. " I would've told you everything as soon as I got back. I would've called you but I thought it was better to explain in person. I didn't think I'd wake up to a picture of you and Stefan kissing," his jaw ticked at the end of his words.
" Juliet said-
Kaleb facial expression changed into irritation and he cut me off. " I quite frankly don't give a damn what Juliet said. That girl is a liar and you shouldn't listen to her."
I popped my hip sassily and his eyes shifted into amusement. "Then who should I listen to? You?"
He nod, rolling his bottom lip between his teeth and sucked. Before I can retort, one of his arms wrap around my middle and pulled me flush to his body. "Yes, you should only listen to your boyfriend from now on." He lowered his head and I raised a brow despite having butterflies in my stomach.
" You can also lie to Kaleb." I pointed out. " And we are still not official."
He rolled his eyes and dipped his head lower until our lips are breath apart. " We are official in my eyes but I don't mind chasing you until you give in."
His head tilt and his eyes bore into mine deeply. The intensity made me shiver. " Also, I don't think I can possibly lie to you Bailey. I don't think you have realized yet the power you have over me flower."
I was about to respond when the door suddenly thrust open and her voice fluttered in. " Kaleb you better-
Mira's words died out and I froze in fear. Oh no.
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