Song request
This is a greek song btw, called Votka Vissino.
She looks at me in the eyes all night (*exclamation when something is shameful*), she jokes about wanting kisses (*exclamation when something is shameful*), I don't know why my heart is beating so fast, she is a girl, I don't do such things, and my boyfriend is calling me, and her friends are searching for her around the bar, they see us dancing and ask what's going on, if she kisses me I fear that I will like it, I have 50 missed calls on my phone, but I have left it on the table.
Elena's POV
"Salut les gars!" Louise yells excited as she opens the car door. "Hey!!" Everyone greets her. "Wow I see there is a lot of space for me to sit!" She exclaims ironically. The truth is, we were packed in the car. "Yeah, with only one car and 6 of us, what did you expect?" the driver, Trevor says. "Can you sit on someone's lap?" Denise asks. "Bien sûr, don't worry about me. I'll be just fine." Louise says. "May I?" She turns to me and I nod. "Sure thing Lou." I say to my beat friend and she gets in the car and sits on my lap, sideways. Her back rests on the window.
"How are we lately?" She asks. "Fricking out over university." Denise says. "Den, you have to stop worrying about such things. Live your life!" Gina exclaims. "Calm down, Saggitarius." Louise laughs. "Well, I just got dumped." Scotty says. "We know. That's why we are going out!! To get your mind off of that Karla. I never liked her to be honest." I say.
"This night is ours!!!" Trevor yells and screams from the top of his lungs. Everyone looks at him shocked. "Too much?" He asks. "Given that we aren't tipsy, yeah." Louise explains. "I drank a beer before I got in the car, so that I won't drink there. It is a psychology trick I made up." Trevor explains. "Yeah, but it only works on you. If I drink before I go out, I will be drunk as fuck later on." Denise says. "It is because different organisms provoke different-" Scott starts, but Gina interrupts him. "Scotty, I am going to say this as polite as I can manage; shut the fuck up." "Sorry. It seems that being in med school has become my personality." Scott says and rubs the back of his head. "No, being a nerd is your personality." Gina tells him. "Thank you so much Gina, appreciated much." Scotty says.
"Elena, where is Nick? How come he didn't come with you?" Louise asks me. "He told me that he was staying with his friends" I explain. "Oh. Ça va être meilleur pour moi alors." Louise mumbles but I don't get the chance to ask her what she said, because Trevor speaks up.
"We are here." Trevor says after a while. We get out of the car and that's when I see Louise's full outfit. She is wearing a white top and a pair of purple satin trousers, that match her purple suit. This dark shade of purple, makes her stand out. She is literally beaming. Although her trousers are high-rise, her top is short enough to make her stomach visible. I have never seen her stomach again. As she lifts her hand to fix her raven hair, I see a small butterfly tattoo on her side. My attention is drawn to her collarbones that make her neck look richer than my bank account.
I must have been staring for a while, because I heard her chuckle. I turn my eyes to her face. Her eyeliner and purple eyeshadow give her a towering expression. But that could be just my imagination, given the fact that she is taller than me and looks at me from her height. She licks her bottom lip and smirks. "Take a picture, it will last longer." She tells me and only then do I realize that I have been staring again for too long.
I quickly turn my eyes elsewhere. I laugh nervously. "Sorry. You are very beautiful today and I just got wowed." I explain. "Really? No one would have guessed." Louise jokes and I chuckle.
A cough is heard. We turn out eyes to him. "Um hey?" He says. "We got carried away, didn't we?" Louise asks. "Yeah, but it was fun to watch." Gina says and I feel my face heat up. "Should we head inside?" Denise asks and we all nod.
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