What did I do. I could have sworn I said no relationships. That means no. Nada. Zero. Ugh why am I see easy. You look my way and I'm in your arms. I don't even know this guy he could be a mass murderer. A thief. Or maybe a kidnapper. He could be any of those things. Yet I still want to meet him. There something there when I looked at him. And the way he looked back also seemed really special. It would be crazy to meet him but at the same time it would be crazy not to. I sit down on my bed and stare at the wall. I suddenly know what to do. I have to meet him. I jump up and search through my wardrobe to find something to wear I have 4 hours until 7 o'clock and that's still not enough time. What outfit says I'm about to meet a total stranger and I may not come home tonight....!
I finally settle for a short, frilled black and white polka dress with a jeans jacket over and brown laced heeled boots. That just left my hair and face. My biggest two issues my hair is black and unbelievably curly. Only on super lucky days I can get it right. And my face is brown and complicated. Someone days i can look amazing with glowing hazelnut skin and curled eye-lashes on my defined eyes making me look actually quite pretty. Other time my skin is spotty and super dark with bulging eyes and a very big nose on top. Huge difference, huh? Now you see why I'm stressing out. I didn't even get any beauty sleep last night because i was too worried about what was going to happen. This guy seemed sweet but maybe that's what he wanted me to think.
I sighed then began to add foundation to my face carefully and slowly as I couldn't afford to mess up. then I added mascara to my eyelashes delicately so they wouldn't stick together. I finished the look with a bit of gloss on my lips. After I finished I took a good look at myself in the mirror and I have to say after 1 hour of dabbing and stressing out I looked..OK! I looked up to check the time and it was 6:30(WOW) so I took my purse and headed downstairs. When i got there my mum took one look at me then said,
"Where do you think you're going, Missy." I whipped round to face my mum looking me up and down.
"I'm going to Ashley bakers party."
"Like that." My mum says smiling.
" Yes, actually." I replied.My mum paused then said,
" OK have a great time."
"I will." I said then charged out the door before she could change her mind. Now I was alone on the lonely streets of the city. There was a slight chill in the air but I was frantically sweating. It was as if a heat cloud was over only me. I set off walking to cool myself off and I headed off towards the moonlight bar. I took advantage of the time I had to think things through like, how would react when i meet him and what would I do when I got there. My mind was buzzing about like it was full of tiny little wasps and flies. I had no idea how this night would go but i decided to trust in fate and to hope it would steer me in the right direction. I was so consumed in thought that I forgot where i was. I look to the left of me and there was nothing same to the right but in front was a large building with neon lights in front on it said," moonlight bar". i was here.
I edged my way towards the front door of the shop and pushed the door open to see a large room full of many people bustling around chatting and right in the centre of this large room was Troy, busily swiping at his phone. I made my way towards his table and sat down across from his delicately so i wouldn't make a sound, then i gave a gentle cough to get his attention. his head jerked up to see me then a smile spread across his face.
"Hi" I said giving him a slight wave.
"Hey" He said back putting his phone back in his pocket. I leaned back in my chair frantically searching my mind on what to say next whiles he on the other hand was staring intently at my face in such a strong way I started to get very nervous. After a short while of staring and nervousness he then reached for a menu and asked,
"What do you want to order" My head jerked up with surprise then i answered,
" I had a huge lunch so just a salad please." He smiled,
" JUST a salad."
"Yep." I replied. He laughed
" Why not." Then he called over a waiter.
" I'll have a hamburger with extra cheese and she'll have JUST a salad." He looked at me then winked then looked back to the waiter.
"OK that's all" he said then the waiter left to go off to the kitchen. I looked at him smiling from ear to ear.
"WOW" I said. He gave me an innocent look.
"What do you mean." I laughed then said,"Nothing at all." At that very moment the bar opened up and the manager came to the stage,
"Al right folks, time for karaoke time come on up and sing any song you like." Tony whipped round to face me,
"Do you sing." I stared at him,
"You don't mean..."
"Come on" Tony pleaded
" NO"
" Just one song." I weakened then said,
"Fine." Tony grinned then pulled me up to the stage.
"Smile it'll be fun" he said then pulled me on stage.
He went up to the machine and chose a song for us to sing. WE ended up with Ordinary peole by John legend. He started up the music and before i knew it i realised that i was on stage with about 60 people watching us. Tony took my hand then span my round to watch him. Then he whispered deep in my ear,
" It'll be okay."
Then he began to sing. His voice was amazing it was so cool and relaxing i could almost feel the music enter me. Then became my part i started singing and the words came out so naturally like i was meant to sing this song like WE were meant to sing this song. When the song ended i came back to reality and i was there on stage facing him looking into his brown deep eyes. He took my hand off stage and he lead my off stage and out off the bar untill we were outside in the moonlight. Then he leaned in untill his mouth touched mine and we were kssing. He placed his hand on my hips and i placed mine on his neck i wanted the oment to last forever but it ame to a stop as we slowly parted from each other.
"Why did you ask me to come here." I asked in a quiet whisper. He gave me a small smile,
" There something about you that i cant see in anyone else." I smiled and looked away. He held my chin then said,
"I really like you." I looked deep in his eyes and kissed him again.
" I really like you too."
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Happiness?
Teen FictionHave you ever felt it was meant to last forever? Have you ever been mad at yourself for falling? That's exactly what 15 year old Sienna felt when she left her last relationship so she puts herself in a cold shell which a guy named Tony is soon to me...