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I couldn't help but to cuss myself internally for allowing this beautiful stranger to have me practically starstruck at his presence and unable to formulate a sentence
"I do-" I paused mid sentence realising my voice came out groggy causing my eyes to widen slightly before I cleared my throat "I do know how to talk" I managed to speak again in my normal voice "I'm here with my friend, but she's talking to Merkz right now"
He nodded in response as he made himself more comfortable in his seat.
''So what...'' He tilted his chin upwards as his eyes stayed trained on mine almost as if he was trying to figure me out "Is that your real hair?" he questioned, completely throwing me off guard
''No?'' I answered in a quizzical tone ''It's a wig''
"Seen." He spoke in an uninterested tone before retrieving a spliff from behind his ear and lighting it; not taking his eyes off of me "It looks good still" He took a pull from his spliff "I can't see that net ting that usually shows on girls wigs"
It took everything in me to not laugh at what he had just said; due to the fact that I knew the 'net ting' he was referring to was lace. I also found it odd for him to notice something like that straight away - especially considering the short amount of time we had spent amongst each other on top of the fact that he was man.
"Thank you, I did it myself" I gave him a warm friendly smile hoping to earn another compliment from him due to my handy work, instead he simply gave me a small head nod as if to say 'you're welcome'.
He diverted his eyes away from me as he thoroughly scanned the crowd in front of us in the main area of party - completely ignoring anyone and outside of the section trying to gain his acknowledgment.
'Oh the things I would do to you!' I found a small smirk growing on my lips as the little voice inside of my head chatted away, speaking on all the things I would be much to shy to say myself; as I was practically burning holes into the side of his handsome face. His demeanour was soo authoritative and that just added to his attractiveness.
"Wagwarn for you?" His voice broke me out my trance like state as he spoke not moving his eyes from the smoke which he blew in front of him whilst stubbing out his now roached spliff on the table.
"What do you mean?" I asked in a confused tone
"Didn't your mum tell you that it's rude to stare?" He rhetorically questioned me
If there was one thing this guy was good at so far, it was making me feel shame.
"Sorry, I didn't even realise I was staring" I replied with embarrassment evidently laced in my voice as I subconsciously tucked some of my hair behind my ear diverting my eyes away from him
"Slaughter! My nigga what you saying bro?" Merkz suddenly exclaimed just in time, saving me from the very awkward situation I was currently in as he spudded the the guy next to me
Slaughter. That name alone made alarm bells go off in my head, The guy I was currently sat next to, who had also been causing me insane amounts of embarrassment these past few minutes was thee infamous Slaughter. To say his face didn't match his reputation was an understatement; His name alone made him sound like some kind of scary looking ogre, but he was definitely far from that - he looked more like the model sweet boy type - the type of guy that used their pretty face to get all the girls.
From what I had heard he was practically what you'd call hood royalty, he was every top drug dealers drug dealer. Everyone knew his name; it didn't matter if you were old or young; if you were from London or the UK even, you would've stories about his ruthless behaviour, the copious amounts of money he would rake in through his illegal activities or even heard his name shouted out in a few popular rap songs.
