Where It All Went Wrong [Paul Lahote Imprint]

Chapter 10

"You're 21, Trinity, why did you agree to go to his prom with him?" Melissa asked, not understanding. "It's a whole night with him Missy, and besides, I told him we were not spending the whole night at the dance. Hopefully he'll be creative." I winked. "You plan on a 'special' night?" April asked as she thrusted her hips, hinting that I would sleep with Paul.

I rolled my eyes. "I do not plan on being easy April." I informed her. "Got to keep a guy on his feet right?" I asked her. "You should plant one on his lips. That would keep him on his feet. He won't know when to expect that again." She said. I smirked. "I was actually planning on that tonight. He hasn't made the move yet, so I guess I'll have to." I told the two.

We were currently at the mall in Seattle. I was looking for the perfect dress. I wanted one that was short and revealed most of my back. "Oh, my, god." I said, finding the perfect dress. It was form fitting, covered everything in the front, and the only pieces on my back would be straps. I quickly ran to the fitting rooms to try it on and show my two friends.

"That is sooooo perfect!" April cried out excited. I smiled, loving how it clung to my petite figure. "Now for shoes, accessories, and gel petals to cover my boobies." The two girls laughed and I bought the dress and we left to go find the things that I would need to finish my outfit.

I stood in front of my mirror, making sure I was not missing anything. I looked over my makeup, I had done a dark smokey eyeshadow, and lightly put foundation on my face. I made sure not too many strands of hair were loose from the sloppy, yet elegant bun I had done, to show off my back. I had an elegant thin white gold necklace chain with a white gold key on it from Tiffany & Co. around my neck, as well as a white gold chain bracelet from Tiffany & Co. that had a small key with a heart that had a key hole in it. I put on sheer stockings that were close to my skin tone then my silver heels after. I only bought those heels knowing I would be able to wear them all night unlike most of the girls.

Satisfied with my look, I grabbed my white clutch along with my cell and went to the fridge to grab the white calla lily boutonniere, called to John that I was leaving, and left through the front door, to go to my car and drive to Emily and Sam's house where I would meet Paul.

Paul hadn't told me the plans for the night, so I was unsure on how we were going to get around or where we were even going. I pulled up to see a 1929 Chevy Classic Coupe sitting in front of Sam and Emily's house. I quickly ran out of my car and over to the classic car, in awe of it's beauty. "Hello, Miss." An unfamiliar voice said from behind me. I turned to see a man a few years older than me.

"This is such a beautiful car!" I cried out. He chuckled. "And you will get to ride in it tonight." I stared at him in awe. "May I see under the hood?" I asked him. He smiled and nodded as he moved to open the hood. I stared, not knowing what to say or do next. "So you go for the car and forget about me?" I heard his voice say from behind me. "How could you afford this?" I asked him, not knowing what to say. "John offered to help pitch in for tonight." Paul smiled down at me. "This is amazing! Thank you Paul!" I cried as I practically pounced on him, giving him a hug.

He eagerly hugged me as well. While I was in his embrace, I could feel his hands running up and down my open back. I pulled back and looked at how handsome he looked in his tux. "Feeling me up?" I asked as I smirked. I could faintly see the blush that crept on his face. "Come on, Emily wants pictures." He said, ignoring my comment. Emily took pictures of us outside near the trees, then by the Classic Chevy. "By the way, you look absolutely stunning." Paul whispered in my ear. Due to my heels, he did not have to bend down as far as he normally would. "You look dashing yourself, Paul." I winked.

After the pictures, the two of us climbed into the Chevy and we left for our first destination, dinner. We went to a resturaunt down in Seattle. It was one of the best places in the area. We had our own private area, since the tables are spread out far to give parties their privacy, near the glass wall that faced the ocean. The building was located on a cliff that looked over the ocean. I looked at Paul and asked, "Did John provide the funds for the evening?" Paul blushed, a bit embarrassed. "We both agreed that you deserved the most amazing night that you could never forget." He smiled.

I smiled and motioned for him to lean accross the table, I met him half way and gave him a small, sweet peck on his lips, then leaned back in my seat. "You are too good to me, Paul." He blushed an almost undetected blush and smiled a goofy grin. We talked about anything and everything until our food came and once we were finished, I gave them John's credit card (which I was an authorized user on), and we left for our next destination, the site of where the Prom would take place.

When we arrived, I saw unfamiliar glances that were staring the two of us down. "Look, I think they are all jealous of us." Paul whispered in my ear. "Jealous of our ride, or that I'm here with you?" I smirked. Many of the stares I got were glares from the female student body. I smirked, knowing they were jealous. "Mostly our ride and the fact that I have the most beautiful date." He replied. "Smooth, Paul, smooth." I replied as we made our way inside.

(Paul)

I saw the way the guys were staring at her. I wanted to yell at them to stop staring at my woman, but I didn't in fear that it would anger Trinity. I couldn't stop staring at how beautiful she was. I loved the dress she chose, showing most of her back, but not showing off any of her intimate areas. It might show of her legs, back, and neck, but nothing that screamed "I'm a slut."

When we arrived at the dance floor, I noticed that she didn't dance the way most girls do, and when she requested a song, it was one from the "dance" genre. She became very buddy buddy with the dj, causing him to change most of his songs to dance, than hip hop and rap. Soon a circle developed around her and another white guy, who I'm assuming was invited by another student. Their dance style complimented each other, they weren't grinding though. No, if they had been doing that, I would not have tollerated it.

Eventually Trinity made her way back to me when a slower song came on, dancinging with me once again. "Let's get out of her." She whispered as we danced. "Come on then." I said grabbing her hand and pulling her out of the building. I hoped she did not mind where we were going for the rest of the night until tomorrow.

(Trinity)

We arrived in front of a hotel, I smirked, I honestly didn't think we would spend the rest of the night. Paul pulled two bags out of the back of the Chevy, and we made our way into the hotel to check in. It was a five star hotel in Seattle. When we closed the door to the hotel room, I grabbed the bags from Paul, threw them on the ground, and hungrily attacked his lips with my lips, and pushing him against the wall, shocking him.

I pulled back to see his face, which still had an appauled look on it. "Whoa." Was all he said. I smirked, grabbed the bags, and went to the bathroom. There I found my clothes in one, changing into the shorts and large shirt, sitting on the queen size bed, waiting for Paul while he changed. The rest of the night, we cuddled on the bed, exchanging kisses every so often as we watched movies.

This was overall, the best prom I had ever had.

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