Chapter 10

NATASHA'S POV

My sudden interest for Oliver got increased by the day, and I can't seem to stop myself from thinking about him. He showed me the love and care that I always wanted, and the way my name slipped out of his mouth got me to fall for him the more.

I was oblivious to his presence until Sarah nudged me with her arms. My eyes met his, and it was all captivating and exciting.

" Hey,Tasha," Oliver greeted me as he leaned closer to me.

The tingling sensation of his breath on my skin cause me to shiver a little, I was unfamiliar with this kind of feeling. But, in the midst of all this weird feeling, my main concern is on the gazes that were on us now at the moment.

I really don't know what to expect from people, even Oliver himself. I mean, I slapped one of his friends, and suddenly, he became nice to me instead of vicious as people always referred him as.

My classmates were expecting something more stern and a reaction that was more of a punishment than showing care from him. But he surprised them all,including me.

" Hello," I replied back to him

" I have a party in my domain today by 7pm, will you grace us with your presence?" He states the reason for his coming, and I was more than bewildered

The people surrounding us gasped in suprise as they were more shocked than I am

Oliver is asking me to attend his party. This isn't the typical way of a bully. He is showing more mercy than I anticipated, and he seems like he wants us to be friends.

" Are you coming?"he must have noticed my dropped jaw and widened eyes, which make him ask again.

I unconsciously looked at Sarah, who, by chance, had been listening to our conversation. She gave me a little hidden smile, which says a lot.

" What type of party?" I asked him

This would be my first time being invited to a party apart from my dad's social gathering party, which I won't eventually attend.

" And what type of party would you want to attend?"he asked me with his eyes glued to mine. My cheek flushed with blood from the impact.

What type of party am I anticipating?

" Send me your address," the sentence slipped out of my mouth faster than I wanted.

Instead of Oliver saying something, he passed his phone to me. I looked at him in query.

" I don't have your contact information," he said, and my mouth formed an O shape

I took the phone and input my number, and returned the phone back to him. Within a minute, my phone pinged, indicating a message incoming, and I saw it was an unsaved number with an address message

" See you there," he said, and he started to walk off

"Wait!" I stopped him on his tracks

" Is there a room for a plus one?" I asked, and he turned his head away from me to Sarah

He looked at her for a minute as if he was seriously deliberating about my question. He then looked at me

" See you at 7," he said and left

" What the hell!" Sarah said immediately he left

" What?" I asked her as I was feeling downspirited because of the non response I got from Oliver regarding my question

" Seriously Nats? A guy asked you, "Sorry, let me rephrase that. A guy invited you to his house for a party, and you seriously think about asking him for a plus one?"

"I mean, who does that. Did he not know about your friend before inviting only you. Look around, see how many people we've got in class before he decided to invite you to his house for a party ," she said in slight frustration

" You are going to that part alone."she said and got up from her seat carrying her bag with her

" Where are you going to?" I asked her

" Home," she said without looking back

I hurriedly packed my books into my bag, and I followed her out.

" Wait for me, Sarah," I said as I ran to her side

*****

Dressed in a red, backless gown, I was smiling at my beautiful reflection in the mirror.

" Damn girl, you are hot. So damn hot. You knew your thing, girl," Sarah said from behind

" Go grace that party with your beauty girl," she said, and I laughed and walked towards the door

" Take care and enjoy yourself," she finally bid me goodbye as I opened the door and left

My ears suddenly vibrated internally as the loud music kept buzzing, and the ecstatic shouts of the people partying multiplied the sound of the music

" You came," a voice suddenly said from behind, and I turned slightly to see who it was

" Yes,I did," I replied to Oliver, and he nodded.

He was in casual clothes as if nothing important was going on. While I was dressed like a person going to a ball party

He curved his right arm, indicating I should put mine in his. And I did. Our arms intertwined, and our body an inch apart. He led me to where the party was being actively on.

I noticed that it was just his clique and Alice clique that was present at the party. Then I began to wonder why i was invited to the party. I couldn't think of I much when Oliver offered me a drink.

Oliver offered me a drink, which I declined at first, but the shouts from people make me drink it at last, and it tastes quite good.

Dance after dance shouts upon shouts and games after games until finally the party begins to subsidise .

Oliver and I were still the most active people while others were wasted. He came closer to me, and at first, I retracted in my steps.

He stepped in again,closing the distance between us, and before I could move backwards again, he held me captive in his arms. He bored his gaze at me as if he was looking for answers in my eyes.

" Stay," he said as he scrutinised me in and out.

What is this feeling that I'm experiencing right now? His hands were now touching my bare back, and the little action made me flutter. His damn cold hands make me want to ask for him to touch my whole warm body.

Indeed, opposite attracts.

" Look at me," he said, and I did without any complaints.

If his hands were working on me, I think I have underestimated the power of his eyes.

My core swells up immediately, our eyes met, and the heat surging up from in there were unexplained

This would be the second time I will be feeling this way with Oliver.

Before I knew what was happening, his hands were inside my dress, running through my ass and for some reason, I couldn't complain or stop him. I think he wanted me to stop him because he didn't grasp my ass. He was just rubbing his hand on it.

His looks want me to say something. But I don't know what to say. Deep inside me,I want him, but I can't say that.

He waited for some seconds before grasping my ass tight, and I moaned slightly

First time for my precious ass being grasped. It feels so good, and the heat pooling up in my came all flooding into my panties. I can feel that.

As if that was not enough, he collided his lips on mine and kissed me.