Lust

Chapter Seven

~ Chapter Seven ~

Everything about us was bittersweet. That night opened the door for our relationship.

And changed a lot of things.

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Everywhere around me, people were having fun, dancing, and some were concealed in the corner, snogging away, oblivious to everyone else around them.

I turned my face away from the snogging couples, not wanting to intrude on their privacy, and plus - I never watched kissing scenes in movies. I remember when I was in secondary school and when I went out with a group of friends to the theaters, I would always close my eyes during kissing scenes. And obviously my friends would throw bits of popcorn at me. It always felt awkward to me.

I guess I grew up with that habit.

I don't know where Zayn disappeared to, but I began to feel lonely.  

The dance went without a hinge, don't get me wrong, but I was the only one who wasn't talking to someone. I desperately wanted to go home, but Zayn was my ride and I don't know where he is.

My face was really hot - not hot-hot - more like 'I'm HOT-hot.' 

I considered taking off my mask, but I don't think that's an acceptable thing to do at a masquerade ball.

I simply sat down on one of the chairs at the mini bar and ordered a non-alcoholic beverage.  

I don't drink.

"Can I have a virgin strawberry daiquiri please? I'm boiling hot." I asked the bartender. He nodded and got to work on my order.

I rocked my chair side to side, spinning in the spiny-chair-type thing.  

This was actually fun!  

I laughed and spun away, this being the most fun I've had all night.

"Here you go Miss, you're drink is ready." A voice interrupted me, and I realise it's the bartender with my drink.

"Woopsies" I giggle as my dress nearly makes me fall off the stool. I take my drink and say "thanks!"

"Miss, I also would advise you to not have any alcoholic drinks this evening as you're already a bit...tipsy, to say the least." He said, and I nearly choked.

"Oh, I honestly don't drink!" I said, a bit offended, and turned my chair around.

I watched people dance, smiling and twirling, as the music pumped louder, and people were holding up the bottoms of their dresses.

I sighed and wished I could go home and get out of this boiling dress and make a cup of tea and watched re-runs of the vampire diaries.

"May I join you in a drink?" a voice asks me, shaking me out from my thoughts.  

I blink - it's no one I know.