The Blackout [A Vampire Romance].

The Blackout: Chapter Eight [Re Write]

"Christine." Damon comforting deep voice said, walking over my bed while I was sitting down applying light makeup.

I glanced up, locking eyes with his. His eyes normally were a forest green, but today they looked like a bright eletric lime. "What?"

Damon sat down on my bed, turning his face away from mine. "I'm sorry if I'm being a jerk lately."

"No." I shook my head. "It's okay."

Damon turned over to me, an annoyed expression on his face. "Chrissy. It isn't, you never did anything to me or my family so I have no reason to be mad at you."

I leaned in slightly, forcing our gazes to meet again. "Damon, I don't care! It's my fault I got wrapped up in all of this. I should have just walked out of the movies and not made eye contact..."

"Christine."

"You say my name a lot." I interuptted.

Damon rolled his eyes, breaking our gaze. "Look. I'm just sorry."

"It's fine, honestly."

Damon chuckled slightly under his breath. Mumbling something incohearent. 

"What?"

Damon glanced over at me. His eyes not leaving mine for what seem like hours. "You have the prettiest gray eyes."

I blushed and ducked my head."T-thanks. You have really amazing eyes yourself."

"It's a pro of being a blood sucking creature." Damon chuckled a deep, attractive laugh. "You get fucking epic looking eyes."

I bit my lower lip, head still ducked down. I felt a hand touch my chin bringing my face towards Damon. A small smile on his face.

"L-Let me try something." Damon awkwardly said, bringing his face close to mine.

My heart started racing. It was an insane feeling, my breath was becoming unhealthly fast. Damon's light minty breath carassed my lips as he slowly closed his eyes. Was he going to kiss me? Oh my god, he was going to kiss me. As embarassing as this sounds, I'd never been kissed. So this right here, was making an anxious knots in my stomach.

He pressed his lips to mine, I closed my eyes quickly because the few seconds my eyes were opened as Damon kissed me were the most terrifying thing ever. I'm not saying that Damon was a bad kisser, he was extremely far from but next time you kiss someone, keep your eyes open for the first few seconds, then tell me it isn't extremely scary.

Damon bit my lower lip forcefully, causing my mouth to open in pain as I held back a wince. Damon took his to his advantage and turned our kiss into a French one. I brought my hands behind his head, pulling myself closer to him.

"Well well well." A voice said from the doorway, causing Damon and I's kiss to hault. Chance had an amused smirk on his face as he leaned on the doorframe. "I knew it!"

"Knew what?" I asked, a warm blush dusting on my cheeks.

Chance grinned widely. "You like Damon!" he sung.

I fumbled up from my seat on the bed and rolled my eyes at Chance while he contiuned to sing. Damon walked out of the room, brushing past Chance. I fell back on my bed, staring up at the ceiling.

"Aiden!" Chance called, waving his hand francitally.  I blushed feriously as Aiden entered my bedroom.

Aiden looked over at Chance, then back at me. "What?"

"Guess what I walked in on..." Chance trailed off while I was busy using a pillow to cover my ears.

Aiden furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. "What?"