10. Party and Drinking

If we're being honest, I think she did more damage than I did.

Leonardo

As I sit in the corner, watching the rise and fall of her chest while she breathes. All I can think of is how badly I want to be in that bed with her.

Holding her, caressing her. But I can't, not yet at least. But soon enough my love, soon.

She receives a message on her phone and I immediately take the one in my hand that's linked to hers to check it.

The message is from a girl named Tiffany asking if she's still coming to the party.

I'm guessing this must be her tour guide. She hasn't met any other person since she got here, maybe during class.

Not like she talks to anyone there also.

I move from where I'm sat close to her, to another section of the house this spot is darker and quiet.

I'm sure those girls will call anytime soon.

"Just in time," I think to myself as I put the phone that's linked to hers, on silent.

The ringing of her phone makes her stir and groan in bed. She stretches out her hand, beating on the bed lightly as she searches for her phone.

Her hands finally get to the phone and she brings it to her ear after answering.

"Hello," she asks groggily "Oh shit yeah! Damn I forgot" whatever the person said must have woken her up fully because she immediately sits up on her bed.

"I'll be there, I promise" she chuckles "it's just a party, don't worry. I'll freshen up and I'll be...there" she chuckles. I leaned in a little bit close and I could hear the noise from the other side.

She ended the call and fell back on the bed with a loud sigh, her hands spread wide apart and her feet on the floor.

"Okay!" She says a bit loud, to herself. Before getting up and walking to her closet to take her clothes for tonight.

She walks to her bathroom and turns the shower on before putting her fingers under to feel the temperature.

"Perfect" she mutters quietly

She picks up her phone and proceeds to type on it repeatedly and not long after receives a text back. She takes off her trousers and shirt leaving her in her black lacy underwear and bra. She takes them off too and wraps herself in a towel

I can't take my eyes off her.

The mesmerizing beauty that she is. My eyes are stuck on her body making no sign to move at all.

I don't care if this is private, it's either me or no one else.

She holds her hair up with her shower cap.

She covers it and makes her way to the bathroom.

I decide to tease her by sending her a text message.

You'd look amazing in anything you wear tonight.

Her steps halt and she turns around after she hears her phone.

She unlocks it and reads the message.

Her brows scrunch together in confusion and I smile. I notice her hand movements as she's scrolling through all the messages I've been sending her. All of which she had been ignoring till this one.

I see her typing and seconds later I get a text "Who the fuck is this?

I smirk. There's my feisty girl.

"Patience kitten. You'll know soon enough" I text back

She opens the texts and scoffs "Kitten?" She rolls her eyes and proceeds to block me, just like I expected. Before walking to her window and looking out of it, trying to see if I was there.

She shakes her head and closes her windows, drops her phone on the bed and walks to the shower.

I can see the steam from the shower start to cover the glass, almost completely shielding her from my view.

Her phone dings on the bed and I know it's probably her friend sending her the address.

I take mine out to read the message that was received.

I frown slightly as I realise it's a club, with men present.

I could stop her from going if I wanted to. I could just lock her in her room till the next day.

I ignore the idea in my head, as lovely as it sounds. I'm going to be there anyway. Her quiet shadow.

Following her everywhere she goes, seeing to it that no one lays a hand on her.

*At the club*

I watch from a distance as she takes her third shot of the night. Completely forgetting or ignoring the fact that she's a lightweight.

Her tour guide, whose name I've come to know is Tiffany is dancing with a strange guy not too far from Nova.

But what I don't seem to fathom is why he had not taken his eyes off her body. He has been trailing her with them in an embarrassing not so subtle manner.

She caught him a few times but just nodded and brushed it up with a fake smile.

He continues to dance as he whispers something in Tiffany's ears but still doesn't take his eyes off Nova. She's completely unaware of this because she's focused on the ladies dancing at a table not far from her.

Her friend Tiffany stops her dancing and turns to face the guy before slapping him across the face... HARD. Causing a few people to stop and stare including Nova who immediately stands up from her seat and walks to her friend.

"What happened?" Nova asks her, as she keeps her eyes on the retreating back of the pervert

Tiffany smiles and shakes her head "He was disgusting. Let's go drink" she smiles and pulls Nova to the bar

She decides to brush it off and just smiles back "I dunno where your friends are though," Nova said referring to the two girls that came along with Tiffany

"Who?" Her eyes widen in realization and she frowns "Oh fuck those bitches, we ain't friends. I barely know them. The only reason they were here with me in the first place was that I said I could score us some free booze. We've only met like twice during some meeting like that"

"Oh. I thought y'all were friends"

"Nope. Those particular white bitches piss me off." Tiffany took her shot "The tall one. Stella, felt it was "friendly" to touch my hair without my permission. Anyway, it's nice having you here with me." They smile at each other "Apart from you being black too, making genuine friends nowadays for me is hard" Tiffany tells her

Maybe this Tiffany girl isn't that bad.

I continue to walk slowly trying to blend among the sweaty bodies rubbing against me. Some are drunk and some are in the process of getting drunk. Also making sure I'm close enough but also keep my distance so Nova doesn't notice me.

I doubt she will anyway. The flickering colours from the light create little to no help in figuring out what anyone in here looks like unless you're close to them.

Nova sighs loudly "Tell me about it"

They look at each other and burst out laughing at the same time.

Okay. So they're both lightweights.... amazing

Tiffany hops down from her seat "Come let's dance. At least one of us has to get laid tonight. And judging from the look of things it's gotta be you" Tiffany tells her and they both let out a drunken giggle while they sway their hips to the beat.

Scratch that! She's that bad.

I look at Nova's face trying to decipher whatever she may be thinking and silently hoping it doesn't end up in a stupid decision and a dead body.

My eyes are still on her when I see her eyes glisten from excitement and another reaction I can't quite place a finger on. I watch as she mouths and nods a yes to Tiffany.