"Uno, bitch!" Kylo screams, putting down a plus 4. "Nah what? What did I ever do to you?" Isiah scoffs, swiping four cards. All this is happening while Kylian and I die of laughter.

We're on a jet to a private island for the annual mafia ball. I'm not going to lie, I'm excited. But only because I get to dress up and there's going to be food. Cmon, obviously.

The plane ride is only about three hours so to waste time we've just been playing uno. Well, Kylian, Riley, and I have stopped a long time ago. Kylo and Isiah are not to mess with when playing this game... that's for sure. So it's just Elio and Bella playing with them now.

I notice how Elio only has two cards left. "Watch him forget to say uno," I whisper to Kylian. A smile plays on his lips in response. Cute.

Elio puts his second to last card down. Isiah and Kylo scream, "Uno!". Bella bursts out laughing, and I couldn't help it either after seeing Elio's disappointed face. "Nah, fuck all yall, I'm done with this game," he scoffs, going to sit somewhere else.

Kylian starts laughing, although he tries to hide it. "He's so predictable," he whispers to me. "Don't shit talk me to my own sister!" he yells across the plane. He just starts laughing even more. "I'd never do that to you, big brother," I reassure him.

"What does a girl have to do to get some sleep around here?" Riley groans in annoyance, rubbing her eyes as she gets up from her nap. Immediately, Isiah rushes to her. "You sleep good?" he asks.

To that, Kylian and I give each other a look. "You ever seen Isiah sweet like this?" he asks. "First time." He really does love her, there's no denying that.

"No because of your screaming," she rolls her eyes. "You seriously can't play a game of uno without yelling, Isiah?" To be fair, who can?

He laughs, "Sorry, Riley." Never seen this man apologise either. Girl has him wrapped around her finger.

A flight attendant walks in. "We will be landing soon. For your safety, in ten minutes put your seatbelts on. If you want to do anything, do it now," she announces.

I stand up, taking this as my chance to go to the bathroom but Kylian stops me by grabbing my hand. "What are you doing?" he questions. "A girl can't go pee?" I roll my eyes, letting go of his hand. At this point, he's obsessed with me.

I walk out of the hallway and enter the bathroom. I don't actually need to use it but I just needed to freshen up. Not gonna lie, the soap is foamy soap, my favourite, and it smells so good. Might just steal it for myself.

After fixing my hair, I finally step out of the bathroom to see Kylian. "Finally done, princess?" he chuckles. Princess? That's a new one.

"You have three bathrooms in this big ass jet, Kylian," I remark.

"Maybe I just wanna join the mile high club with you, love," he shrugs. Wait, what?

He starts laughing, "I'm joking, Rory. Just pouring myself some tea." Is he serious? He's not funny. "Whatever," I mumble. "Joking unless you want to," I hear him whisper under his breath as I walk away.

He's got to stop messing with me like this. Its annoying.

***

We arrived at Kylians private island. Isn't crazy how someone can own a private island. A whole ass private island? Gosh, tryna be like that.

We landed quite late at night, around 9:30 so everyone just went to their rooms. I tried to go to sleep but I just can't. I've been staring at the ceiling for hours. It's quite literally three AM right now and I can't deal with my annoying thoughts anymore. I'm so bored I started thinking about JFK... yes, John F Kennedy. I'm confused about it as well.

That's it, I'm gonna go do something. I can't deal with this boredom anymore.

As I walk through the halls, I see Isiah sneaking out of Riley's room. Oh? "I don't wanna hear a word of this coming out of your mouth, got it?" he demands. "Yes, sir..." I mumble, walking away. Minding my own business.

I finally arrive at Kylian's room. Should I knock? Maybe he's awake. I mean, I just want someone to annoy.

Before I could even decide to do anything, footsteps come towards me and it's no other than Kylian. "Obsessed with me?" he chuckles.

"Get over yourself." If anyone will give this man a humbling, it will be me. "I just couldn't sleep and wanted someone to annoy."

"Whatever helps you sleep at night, Rory," he replies, walking away. "Which seems to be me."

"Hey, I heard that!" I whisper-yell, catching up with him. "Literally no one likes you, Kylian."

Hmm," he hums. "You sure you don't? Because-" I interrupt, "Finish that sentence and you'll regret it."

We enter the living room and I jump on the couch. "Ugh, you're boring," I say, watching him go sit on the other end of the couch normally.

"You know, Ivory-" he starts to say but I cut him off, "Choose your next words wisely."

"The past few months have actually been fun," he admits. What? Never in my life would I expect Kylian De Luca to say those words. "Don't get me wrong, you're still annoying as hell but maybe it was good that we didn't kill each other."

"Awhhh," I smile, placing a hand on my heart. "Who knew Kylian could be sweet?"

"Don't make me regret admitting that," he replies. Oh, even if he does, I'd never forget that. "Hmm, I guess I could agree with you," I admit.

I mean yes, at the start I hated him with a passion but now... "I still hate you," I say, "just not as much. Maybe like 45% now."

He gasps dramatically. "It went from 99.9% to 45%? Am I really that fun to be around." Now that he's saying it, 99.9 to 45 is a big jump. How did that happen?

"Or maybe you just finally fell in love with me," he adds. He wishes. "It's hit your four month mark and I still haven't fallen in love with you, darling. You're wrong," I laugh.

"Are you sure? Maybe you're just in denial. You know, don't wanna admit it to yourself?"

Oh my, his ego. Probably bigger than his-

"Kylian, you really are annoying," I sigh. "I think that type of annoying needs to be researched by scientists." I'd pay for that research too.

"You know what, Rory?" He raises his brows, "I'll take that as a compliment."

"You'd take anything as a compliment," I shrug. It doesn't seem like he gets many. I don't know how though, this man is fi- what the fuck? That's three AM me talking.

"Only when they come from you," he smiles. Kylian a few months ago was never this playful. I swear I've never even seen him smile like this. His real smile.

I ignore his little comment and turn the TV on. "Bad Boys Two?" I ask. We watched the first together, might as well continue it. He nods his head in return. "Okayyyyy."

I get comfortable, laying down on the couch, resting my head on a pillow. "My chest is right here just like last time," he remarks. This guy. I grab and throw a pillow at him. "Shut up."

In response, he just laughs. "Kylian! I'm trying to watch!" I yell at him. He raises his hands in surrender, "Okay, okay. Who knew you could be this scary?"

"Pfft- don't act like you weren't pissing your pants when you first met me," I scoff. "I almost killed your pretty ass, remember?"

His lips go into a slight pout. "You think I'm pretty?" he teases. "I always know you were attracted to me."

"Do you want another pillow thrown at you?" I glare at him and he quickly says no. That's what I thought. He's gotta shut his mouth.

As soon as the movie starts playing, I could feel my eyes starting to close. I'm not going to sleep though, I'm just resting my eyes.

Right before everything goes black, I feel a blanket being placed over me and a deep voice whispering, "Goodnight, love."

Night, Dory.



guys.... why did i take law class 😓 we have a massive assignment and a test due on the same week ugh

guys i know this was short but the next few chapters are gonna be longgggg just wait.

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