Love Soaked In Rain

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 -𝟏𝟏 || 𝐈𝐯𝐚𝐧

Emily is dancing around a vertical pole.

The crowd is cheering all together. Some boys are looking at her with a seductive mood. I can't tolerate anymore. I don’t have any idea, why uncomfortable Emily suddenly started to dance in a pole?

I rush to her and grab her wrist. She shoots me a death glare. She looks drunk. It means Everclear has already started to effect her.
"Emily,  let's go." I whisper.
"Leave me!"

I shoot her a frustrated look, but it didn’t work. So I forcefully pull her from the pole and carry her in my arms. She's shouting, but I don’t want to listen to her right now. She's fighting back, her little fists are defensing against my chest,though it wouldn’t work. I let her down from my arm when we are far away from the pole stage. The second I let her stand on her feet,she instantly pushes me and runs away.

She's playing hide and seek with me in this club.

I also run after her. Now she appears on the main dance floor. Everyone moves from the floor and stand beside it. The spotlight immediately shines upon her. When she realises she's alone on the floor, she pulls my hand from the side and makes me appear on the floor. The music starts automatically, now people cheer and hype us to dance. I know she's angry with me. As she wants to dance with me, I shouldn’t let her down. I grab her by the waist tightly and put my hand on her palm. And then,we start to dance Salsa that we have practised for our competition.

She's wonderfully matching every steps with me. She is too confident, no matter how I twirl her, bring her up and down. She's balancing her strongly. Her eyes are glued to mine. And I can see clearly, she was so jealous about the fact that how those girls were messing with me.

I love how you feel jealous about other girls, Emily.

I gently guide her hips in the direction I want and she's moving with me. I lift her up to wrap her legs around my waist, moving roundly with her. I can smell her.  Her smell is mixture of strawberry and vanilla's mixture extract. Her scent is driving me crazy. I wonder how she smells after showering?

I put her down on the floor as we finished our dance. I am sure we are going to be the winner in Salsa competition. The way she has learnt it is enough to beat all the other competitors.

Her head falls on my chest,hearing heavy beats of my heart. I think she's tired now. I take her outside the club. It's been past one at night. We have to reach the hotel, Emily seems not fine.

We cross the main road, just a mile away from our hotel. Suddenly she sits down on the grass without any pre warning.
"Emily, are you okay?"
"Umm - " She keeps silent for a while. "I need a truckkk"
"We're almost there, let's go okay?"
"No!' She screams furiously. " I'm not going anywhere without a truck! You are a cap"

Where the fuck I'll manage a truck right now? If it was possible I would surely did for her no matter what she wants. But it's not possible in this midnight.  She becomes insane. I'm not going to let her drink ever.

I kneel down to her, patiently ask her,
"I'll carry you to the hotel. That's okay?"
"No! I want to ride on that pole!" She's laughing like an insane vagabond.
"This is not the right time Emily. I'll get you there tomorrow,  but please listen to -"
"Why the fuck are you here? You skibidi! Go fuck your fangirls! Aww Ivan! Let's have some selfies babeee! Ummah Ummah! They pay you to fuck them huh?"
"Emily, what the hell are saying? Don't make me angry,  I repeat! " My jaw tighten.

"OH! I see, hmmm.... Ahh I'm, I'm extremely sorry. I have made a mistake! I didn’t know it will hurt you to say bad about your girls, Christopher Idolo Ivan!"