The Kissing Booth Page #5
- TV-14
- Year:
- 2018
- 105 min
- 44,457 Views
So many stars
There...
Everyone... everyone just saw that,
didn't they?
Yup. Pretty much.
Oh, my God! Kill me now!
Come on. Relax, Shelly.
It was just a kiss.
Was it, Noah? Was it just a kiss?
Yeah. Of course.
All right.
So I'll... I'll see you around.
Noah! Noah! Noah!
Keep up the good work, huh?
"Good word?" What the...?
Oh.
"Good work."
And then it hit me.
Holy crap! What am I going to tell Lee?
That was really close.
Hey.
Oh, hey. I'll be right back, okay?
Oh! That was really close!
Hey.
Hey. Is everything okay?
Yeah, the booth is crushing it!
We have made more
than all the other booths combined.
No way!
It turns out people
really like to kiss!
What?
And get this... I even wound
up kissing your brother!
What?
Come on, Lee. It's no big deal. Seriously.
What?
It's for charity, right?
Yeah...
I guess so.
Just don't end up grinding coochies
with my brother,
or I'll literally never talk to you again.
That and Rule Number Nine, of course.
Of course! Right.
Come on, Lee. Seriously. As if.
As I ran home,
I wondered if our kiss
meant anything to Noah.
If I meant anything.
How about a ride?
Come on, Shelly.
You know my mom will kill me
if I leave you out here.
Holding on to Noah,
I couldn't stop thinking
about the promise I had made to Lee.
It's getting too dangerous.
I'm pulling over.
But who knows if Noah
even wanted to kiss me again.
That didn't really matter though.
Because I still wanted to kiss him.
You know, if we wait out this rain,
we should be fine.
Wait, no.
I cannot just be
another one of your conquests.
Is that what you think of me?
It's what everyone thinks of you.
You want to know the truth?
You are the only girl
who doesn't fall at my feet.
And it is driving me crazy.
It's one of the things I like about you.
You're sweet.
But you're not afraid
to call me out on things.
And here I was thinking I was just
your brother's annoying best friend.
Well, yeah. There's that too.
Look, I don't know
what all this means.
I just like hanging out with you.
It feels right.
I'm just...
No, I think we'd better try again.
Security.
Oh, my God! We're gonna die!
Is that you, Flynn?
I thought I told you not to bring girls
around here anymore.
What?
You just took me to your hookup spot?
No! You know what? Unbelievable!
Thanks, Andrew.
Still mad at you, but I am cold as sh*t!
And you are taking me home.
Now!
Thanks for the ride.
You know, I meant when I said, Elle.
Good for you.
So I'll see you tomorrow?
Hey.
Hey.
Why didn't Lee give you
a ride home tonight?
Um...
He just got busy.
But that is the only reason
you're on the back
of Noah Flynn's motorcycle, right?
Of course. Duh. Come on.
In spite of what happened tonight,
I couldn't stop thinking
about what Noah said to me.
And even though I know I shouldn't,
how much I wanted to believe him.
Rule Number Six.
If you can't tell your best friend
about something you're doing,
you probably shouldn't be doing it.
All right
I'm gonna be
I wanna save the day
I say oh my mama
m'oh my ma...
Five, four, three, two, one.
Go!
Yeah!
Go, Elle!
Yeah!
Go, Elle!
Chug! Chug! Chug!
I keep it up till it's down
You better not fade away
I said oh my mama m'oh my ma
you're gonna do it my way
Chug! Chug! Chug!
Looking good, Evans.
Oh, um...
Thanks.
We never did get to finish
your skinny dip at Flynn's party.
Oh, um...
I was just way too drunk that night, so...
You know what you need?
Hmm?
Hot tub. Come on.
Oh, no, that's okay, Warren.
Come on, Evans. It'll be nice.
No, Warren.
Evans, come on! Don't make me beg.
Warren?
I'm not feeling well, Warren.
She said no, Warren!
Okay. That's okay.
Okay. I'm fine.
It's all right. Can we... Can you just
take me home, please?
Okay. Just walk away. Hey, just walk away.
Let's go.
Hey, come on, man. It's all good.
I guess I'd also be pretty pissed
if I was slumming it
with my little brother's sloppy seconds.
Oh, sh*t!
Elle, wait!
Wait!
Elle!
Just get in the car, Elle.
Just get in the car, Elle.
Get in the car, Elle!
Please.
Look, I'm sorry, okay?
What do you think? You think I meant
to fall for my brother's best friend?
Wait, this isn't the way home.
I want to show you something.
How many girls have you made out with
in this spot?
I only come here alone.
Until now.
Oh, you are good!
That sounds so great when you say it.
You must know that, right?
Such a player.
You haven't changed.
I mean, what is the difference
between what just happened...
The difference is you.
You're crazy.
He is good.
Okay.
Okay.
Here's how this is gonna work.
Rules. Number one...
No more fighting.
Done.
Number two...
No more telling me what to do.
Cross my heart.
And number three...
If we do this, nobody can know.
Okay? At least until...
I figure out a way to tell Lee.
It has to be that way.
You know, you're cute when you're bossy.
I'm serious, Noah.
So am I.
You're really, really cute!
Promise.
Hey.
I promise.
Um...
You know, we don't have to.
You know when the time is right.
And this was our time.
Noah and his stupid, sexy smirk
got the best of me.
But now what am I going to do?
This is all your fault, kissing booth!
Nope. No. Nope. Never work.
What's wrong?
We're supposed to be
in a logistics meeting right now. Okay?
how not to get caught.
I don't see what the big deal is.
It's not like anyone's gonna think
that I have a girlfriend.
Oh, yeah, God forbid anyone
actually thinks you're in a relationship.
Hey! I have my reputation to think of.
Is that so?
Oh, 'tis so!
Really?
Sh*t! Hide!
Just a minute.
I need to get your laundry.
Go, go down there.
Yeah! Just one second, Mom!
Hold on.
Yup, come in
Ew!
Hi, honey.
Hey, Mom.
You know, I could have brought
the laundry down.
It's okay. I have an hour to kill before
your dad and I will meet the Andersons.
Oh, no.
Sh*t!
Oh, and by the way, don't forget.
We're going out on Saturday
to celebrate your big news.
We don't have to, Mom.
Of course, we do.
It's not every day you get accepted
to an Ivy League school.
Oh! And I invited the Evanses.
Do me a favor.
Be sweet to Elle.
She kind of has a crush on you.
Really? I had no idea.
Of course you didn't. Boys never do.
Shut up!
Elle has a crush on you.
She's not even supposed to be here.
I have to be downstairs in ten minutes
and work on the prom banner with Lee.
Um...
So, Ivy League school, huh?
It's not a big deal.
Which school?
Harvard.
Are you shitting me?
That's amazing!
I don't even know
if I'm gonna go or not yet.
Listen, you can't tell anybody
about this, okay?
And that was the
first time it hit me.
Noah would be leaving for college. Soon.
But we need to get you out of here,
and lucky for you,
I've got your escape route
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