Smiling faintly, I turn my back to hop into the taxi that's been waiting for ages. The driver is probably wondering why we're having a display of affection in the middle of the city, instead of wherever we came from.

It's when Malik grabs my wrist suddenly, right before I grab the door handle.

He steadfastly pulls me to his side, like he's forgotten something very important. I'm so startled as I land my hands on his chest, and find myself tightly against his body. He swallows nervously, his shiny eyes piercing into mine.

I don't understand this attitude, until his lips land onto mine.

I don't do a thing....