04

Avalon Viviette

Shit shit shit.

His face fell.

I was frozen.

He's looking at me! Fuck. What do I do? Should I run, I should probably run.

He stares at me with a 'is this really you' look but the look I had on my face probably confirmed.

God! I need to go, right now.

Move, Avalon! Fuck, why aren't I moving my fucking legs?!

I need to leave. This can't be happening right now.

I turn my head to the side, trying to focus on anything but him.

Should I look back at him? Should I see if he was still staring-

Fuck he's still staring! What in the actual fuck!

God, why is he still looking at me?!

Honestly, he probably doesn't even know it's me. He probably doesn't recognize me…

I take another glance at him.

Shit, he definitely knows it's me.

Oh my god, he's walking...

He's walking towards me, never taking his eyes off me.

Fuck fuck fuck.

I walked quickly out of the ballroom.

Shit, I need to get out of here? I walk through the huge ballroom, pushing people, I need to get away from here. I need to get away from him.

I make my way to the other side of the bar, keeping an eye out, making sure he wasn't there.

He wasn't, thank God.

I sit down on the barstool, watching people dance in the ballroom. Everyone looked so happy, unlike me.

I feel like I'm in hell right now.

How is this bloody possible? How did I run into him out of everyone?

How is this fucking possible?!

I'm trying to wrap my head around me seeing him again. It's been four years since I last saw him.

I mean, I hear about him on news reports or articles, but I never really cared. I don't want anything to do with him. I don't care about him and his fucking life.

I look around the ballroom to see if he's still here. I spot him standing near the staircase, speaking to his mother. He runs his fingers through his hair, very engaged in his conversation.

I turn my head to see others mingling with one another. They were sipping their bubbly drink and laughing.

God, this place is very pretentious.

"Ladies and gentlemen... grab your dates, and please make your way to the dance floor." The man says into the mic, while everyone makes their way to the dance floor.

The song starts playing and I instantly recognized it. The song was 'Young and Beautiful' by Lana Del Rey.

I was walking to the dance floor until I bumped into someone.

God, can I be more embarrassing.

"I was looking for you." I hear the person I bumped into whisper.

I keep my gaze at the floor, not wanting to look at him. My heart was racing, I started to feel sick knowing who he was.

I roll my eyes and look up, "Hi, Elvino."

Wow, he's actually standing right in front of me.

"I thought you would have forgotten about me." He muttered, never taking his eyes away from mine.

I roll my eyes and shake my head, now staring at the floor. "Trust me, I've tried but it's hard to forget about someone who's everywhere."

I started to walk away from him.

God, he aggravates me.

I feel him walking behind me. He grabs my arm and turns me around to face him.

I roll my eyes. "What do you want?"

I look at my arm and noticed he was still holding it. I cough and pull away from him. He looked hurt... I think.

"What are you doing here at my event?" He asks me. I stare at him and scoff.

Is he fucking serious?!

"None of your bloody fucking business," I respond with a hint of annoyance. He rolls his eyes and runs his fingers through his hair.

"Can you just tell me why you're here?"

I roll my eyes, "My dad forced me to come since he couldn't make it."

He nods his head.

I turn around and I walk towards a worker that was holding a tray of champagne. I grab a cup of champagne and take a sip.

I feel him standing behind me.

God, can't he just fuck off?

I turn back around and face him. He stood there watching me.

"Dance with me." He says with a smirk.

My mouth drops to the floor. Is he being serious right now?

"No, fuck off." I scoff, taking another sip of my champagne.

He gets closer to me, leaving no room in between us. He slowly glazes hit fingertips up and down my arm. I start to breathe heavy.

"Please Av?" He asks, still staring into my eyes.

My heart was beating so fast. He was the only one besides my mom that's called me that.

I was now staring at his hand placement, actually thinking about it. One dance wouldn't hurt... right? No, I can't do this.

I have to get out of here.

I smile before pouring champagne on his head. I slam the champagne glass on the floor, noticing that the music had stopped and everyone was watching us.

"Stay the fuck away from me, Valentino." I muttered, before starting to walk away from him.

He stood there in shock before following me outside.

"Hey! Wait up!" He shouts trying to get my attention.

Just ignore him Avalon, he'll go away.

"Avalon wait!"

"Av.." He says now In front of me, blocking me from the limo. "Wait please."

I sigh, "What do you want?"

He stares at me before taking a deep sigh. I roll my eyes and trying to get around him but he blocks me.

"For fucks sake, can you move?" I groan.

He stares at me and smirks, "You know you look beautiful right?"

My heart drops.

I froze.

What the fuck am I supposed to say? "You look taller."

He shakes his head and smirks. He found this funny.

"I did...Get taller," he says shaking his head, trying to contain his laughter.

I roll me eyes and smile, now staring at the floor.

I shouldn't be here with him right now.

"Your hair looks good like that." I say, looking back up at him with a smile.

He runs his finger though his hair and smiles, "I thought so too until you poured champagne on me."

I smiled and shake my head.

"I missed your smile. I missed you." His smile fading as he stare at me, waiting for me to say something.

My smile drops.

God, I need to leave. Like right now.

"I-I should-"

He nods his head, knowing what I was about to say.

"Will I see you again? He asks.

I froze.

Shit, I was not expecting that.

"I think we both know the answer to that." I say emotionless.

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