Fangs

Chapter 2

I sighed as I looked at how long the queue in McDonald's was. It was mostly full of hungry students like me because it was only round the corner from campus. I stood behind a short ginger girl and tapped my foot on the floor impatiently.

I turned as I heard someone get behind me in the queue to offer them a polite smile but my jaw dropped at the sight of the god behind me. He smiled smugly, obviously aware of the affect he had on me, and ran a hand through his dark hair. I turned back around so I was facing the front to catch my breath. This boy was literally flawless. His jawline looked as though it would cut you if you slid your finger along it. His lips were pink and plump, they were kissable. His brown liquid eyes were glossy, they caught me in a hypnotising trap. He had long dark hair that he styled into a quiff and I was so tempted to run my hand through it the way he had before.

I looked at him again, I just couldn't help myself. When I turned I noticed he was staring right at me, like he knew I was turning to look at him. I felt a blush appear on my cheeks as I turned back around and tried to steady my heartbeat. I gasped as I felt him shuffle closer to me, his sudden closeness making my knees weak. I didn't know what was wrong with me! I've never taken such an interest in someone from just looking at them twice. I inhaled deeply to calm myself and his scent travelled gracefully into my senses. Not just my smell, but also my hearing, my touch and my taste. It's like I could feel his sweet aroma tingling my skin. I could taste it, making my mouth explode with flavours. The distant sound of wedding bells filled my ears. These feelings were sensational, but the smell! Oh the smell was like nothing before. No perfume, flower or richest food could smell better than this scent. It messed with my mind, causing it to almost shut down completely until I felt someone tap my shoulder.

I snapped out of my trance and the god spoke to me, "you can order your food now," he said with a smirk. He knew what he was doing to me and he found it amusing. I nodded and walked over to the counter with my legs shaking. His voice played over, and over, and over again in my mind. It was deep, yet soft and he had an American accent. Oh, American boys. I shivered with pleasure before realising I still hadn't ordered my food yet. I ordered quickly and paid before walking to the other side of the room to wait for my food. My mouth had gone dry and I longed to smell him again, to taste the bitter sweet taste of love. I bit my lip and tried to clear my thoughts, I was going crazy! But I wanted him, I needed him.

My eyes followed him as he walked towards this side of the room to wait like the rest of us. My heartbeat quickened again as he got closer to me and finally stopped right beside me. My breaths were shaky, I was nervous and excited at the same time.

He was taller than me and leaned down to my ear, "are you alright? You seem a little distracted," he took a step back and smiled knowingly at me.

I stared at him in awe for a second before nodding a little too fast, "I'm fine," my voice came out as a hoarse whisper and I forced myself to swallow to try to dampen my mouth.

He chuckled, "alright, if you're sure," his chuckle was like music, ringing beautifully in my ears. I bit my lip and looked down at my hands. God, what was he doing to me?! My palms were sweaty and I hoped my back wasn't, I was wearing a white t-shirt and sweat patches would easily be noticed.

Finally my food was ready and I almost ran to get it but right as I turned to walk out the door I walked straight into the American God, "what the fuck! Why were you so close behind me?" My drinks had spilt all down mine and his shirts and my white top was now ruined.

He stepped back, "I'm sorry, I was trying to get to my food. Do you want me to give you the money for that? And your top!" He didn't sound sorry, at all.

I threw the rest of the food to the floor and left without saying another word. Fucking prick, he was standing unnecessarily close to me. I continued walking and right before I turned the corner someone grabbed me roughly by the shoulder. I let out a shocked gasp and they let go of me. I spun around to see the god staring at me.