Beneath The Stars | Tyler, The Creator

Chapter 30: Yours

The party was absolutely fun, others are pretty much wasted. Not gonna lie the alcohol.... it wasn't enough for me to get drunk.

I kept on thinking at what I saw a while ago, some said he's here others said he's not.

I grabbed some biscuits and a hot tea from the table as I watched them from a far. We've been calling people Lady and Lord according to the theme, it was a cherry on top.

Conversations here and there, everyone has their own world here. A lot of guys were asking for my hand to dance with them.

"What a splendid evening Lady Roberts" I looked upon to see Ferg.

"It is, Lord ASAP Ferg. What brings you here at this fine table?"

We both laughed.

"Your question has been spread that you are finding the Lord Okonma" He coughed.

I looked at him surprised as I spill the tea from my mouth.

"I did not!" I exclaimed.

"Lady Bella Hadid told me"

I expect. I wasn't finding him but she did read my mind.

"Care for a dance?" He asked. I nodded and made our way at the center.

The smell of the alcohol and smoke was clogging my nose. Ferg kept on joking around and on how the way we dance.

Suddenly Ferg wasn't my partner anymore, I don't know who it was then it changed again. This time, I felt the hands was a bit rough and big with a heart shaped emerald ring.

Tyler.

He was looking at me with a blank face, until Ferg was my partner now. My eyes trailed him, there's a sudden feeling that it made my system weak and softened.

Everytime I looked at him, the people around us moved slow. The scent of Tyler's expensive perfume made me addicted as he let out a smile at his partner.

I thought he will looked at me for he hates being stared from a far.

The dance was over, my feet swept me to come up to him at the table. Before it happened, I stopped myself for I know he will just ignore.

My breathings became heavy as I decided to leave the party, I ignored their call.

I quickly jumped in to my car and removed my gloves to massage my temples. I can't understand myself, I shouldn't feel any of these feelings.

Is he controlling me?

Parked my car and went inside my studio, there are a lot of people upstairs at the club. I even forgot the keys to my office.

"Fuck" I cursed and sat down at nearest bench. My eyes caught the wall, he replied.

It's been a while, u okay?

I was about to write at the wall as someone grabbed my arm.

"Callista" It was him.

Tyler's voice made me angry, I let go of my arm from him and walked away farther. I heard his footsteps, he's following me.

"Stop following me" I grumpily said.

"You should be at your office, it's not safe for you to be out here"

"I don't care Tyler"

"Callista–" He caught my arm again as he pinned his eyes at mine.

Tyler was fuming.

"What do you want from me?"

"It's you?" He said.

"Who?" I furrowed my eyebrow.