⋆⭒˚.⋆Enemy (Trafalgar Law x Reader) ⋆⭒˚.⋆

Part 5

Warning: Some language, some suggestive themes.

You had many reasons for disliking semester opening parties.

Every 6 months, they'd take place and each one you'd went to in the past had ended in complete and utter chaos.

One time, some idiot had started a fist-fight, and the evening had ended with the cops shutting down the party. Another time, another idiot had cheated on his girlfriend, but she had found out and had lit his car on fire, causing a stampede.

And last semester? Let's just say you couldn't remember because you'd gotten very, very drunk.

You may have also tried to throw yourself at Ace's older brother Marco, who'd been one of your lecturers at the time. Thank god Marco had been discreet about the whole thing and Ace hadn't found out, otherwise you wouldn't have ever heard the end of it.

Naturally, you were expecting a disaster of similar proportions to happen tonight. The last few days had gone by all too fast, and now, you felt like you hadn't properly mentally prepared yourself for the party.

Truth be told, you had no idea what to expect. But ever since that fateful day you ran into Law at the cafe, you were clueless about....well, pretty much everything, really.

Before, describing the weird relationship between the two of you had been easy. Yes, it had taken you some time to admit that you were attracted to him, but all in all, you'd always known there was some tension whenever the two of you were alone. But it had been purely physical, since you'd held an immensely strong dislike for his character.

Now, after you'd seen such a different side of him, a softer, less controlling, less demanding side, you weren't so sure anymore. Until now, you'd known how to face him. Now you didn't really know what to do or say should the two of you happen to cross paths tonight.

Your friends had noticed your weird behaviour whenever he was with you at lunch, but decided not to ask you about if, for which you were grateful. You weren't even able to make sense of your feelings - how in hell were you supposed to explain them to someone else then?!

You'd contemplated talking to Nami again, since her advice had helped you before, but eventually decided against it. for reasons you couldn't quite explain, it felt...wrong even thinking about telling others about the private stuff you and Law talked about.

Yes, you still didn't know him all that well, and it would be naive to trust him. Yet you couldn't shake the feeling that he hadn't told anyone else about your conversation, either.

But then again, he was still Law - the arrogant, narcissistic prick who you'd sworn to hate forever. Right?

Right?!

You sighed. Racking your head wasn't going to get you anywhere. Maybe, Nami had been right. Maybe you'd just have to take things as they come.

Taking one last look in the mirror, you decided you didn't look half bad. You contemplated on having Zoro to drive, but that poor guy might have took us to an unknown place instead of the party. Suprisingly, Ace offered to drive (probably the first and only time he acted responsible), you wouldn't have to worry about how you'd be getting home later. 

You were also free to get utterly hammered, if you so desired. Not that you planned on doing that. Not at all.

At the party...

Ok, now that you were here, you could finally admit to yourself: You were really, really nervous. Terrified, even.

You didn't know what you'd say should Law corner you again. You didn't know if you wanted him to corner you again, or if you just wanted to run back home, eat a bucket of ice cream and act like everything was fine.