room 669 ✦ s.w

five

After pushing our way through many people the pink haired girl finally showed me to her group of friends.

"Hey guys, I bought another stray" she yells sitting with them as they all sat along the couches that were set up in the room that was still filled with lots of people.

"Hey" I say which came our more of a whisper which I was pretty sure they didn't hear and the loud music didn't help either.

"Don't be shy come sit" a guy says with a laugh patting a spot next to him. I give him a nod as I move past all their feet and take a seat down.

"Here" the girl sitting next to me says grabbing a cup filled with an unknown substance and holding it out for me.

I take it giving her a smile before reluctantly taking a sip shrugging as it didn't taste that bad.

"Your face paint is so cool, did you do it?" The girl says again as she faces towards me and everyone else goes back into their normal conversations.

"No I can't do my own face, but have you seen Sam Wilkinson?" I ask.

"Of course who hasn't" she says playfully rolling her eyes.

"Yeah I did his face" I say and she gasps.

"What? How?" She questions her mouth agape making me laugh.

"I'm a make up artist, started at kid parties so I started getting good at face paint" I say with a smile as she nods her head.

"Analise" a loud voice yells making me look up - speaking of the devil - Sam shows up out of the crowd, yep he was defiantly drunk "come dance with me"

"Are you drunk?" I question him as I grab his hand as he pulls me up and drags me away from the people I had just met.

"No" he says his voice going back to normal "I've only had one cup"

It was so weird how Sam went from sounding like he was drunk of his ass to just being normal Sam.

"I'm just letting you know that I'm not going to dance with you" I say making him sigh as we enter the lounge room were the dj was all set up and people were dancing everywhere.

"Oh come on why not, it's not like anyone's watching" he whines making me laugh as he sounds like a five year old when they don't get what they want.

"I've never really danced at a party, I wouldn't know what to do with my hands" I say making him laugh.

I knew that once you were on the dance floor all you really has to do was away your hips around it was the hand part that always stuffed me up.

"Well that's easy" he says grabbing my hands pulling me into the crowd of dancing people even with my constant protests "they go around your partner"

He slides my hands up to his neck as his slip around my waist as we start dancing along to the beat.

I had only been dancing for around a minute before I got surprisingly sweating already feeling my face paint sweating off and I could see that Sam's wasn't going to last much longer without smudging.

"Why did you stop?" Sam questions as I stop dancing and pull my arms away from around his neck.

"Our face paint is going to melt off, and I spent way to much time on it for that to happen" I say grabbing his hand and pull him towards the nearest exit I could see which hopefully was a balcony since I was desperate for some fresh air.

"Well I thought we were having fun" he says as I stand at the edge of the empty balcony I had pulled him onto enjoying the view of the lights and river that I could see.

"We were, I just wanted some air" I say putting my arms on the balcony "it was getting a little stuffy"

"That was probably for the fact that you were so close to me" Sam says also leaning against the balcony making our shoulders touch.

"Do you really think you have that type of affect on me?" I question looking over towards him as he did the same as his eyes twinkled from the lights hanging off the trees.

"Don't i" he says making me scoff as he turns to face me pulling my hand off the railing as he makes me face him as well.

"Don't you start loosing breath as soon as I get close to you?" He questions his voice getting lower and more seductive as he takes a step closer towards me.

"I bet I make you feel things you wish you didn't" he says as his face gets incredibly close to mine as he basically whispers that sentence into my ear.

"Well you don't" I say trying to sound composed even though I knew Sam was right as my breathing had rapidly increased from his closeness.

"There's no need to lie to me babygirl" he says pushing a strand of my hair out of my face.

I loved it when he called me a nick name like that, it has been a while since a guy has ever called me anything like that and I really did miss it.

"I'm not lying" I say looking him directly in his eyes as they stared right back into mine.

"Yes you are" he says softly before closing the gap between us and planting his lips on mine.

And man did I love it.

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so sorry for taking soooo long to update it's not even Halloween anymore and there still at a Halloween party oops

got some new books out called Secret and Bi-sexual so please go check them out if you want

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