Loving a Stranger.

There she was. Aimee hooked up against a wall with a guy, I should have known. She doesn't even know him. Claiming his name is Robbie, I wouldn't count on that. He is off his head, never mind Aimee. Wait until she finds out.

His hand slowly making his way up her skirt, his body pressed against hers.

I quickly look away, not something I want to see. Why did I come to this party again?

Oh yeah, I remember. Aimee told me about it all earlier.

'Everyone's gonna be there. It's a massive house, belongs to that footballer. Please come with me?'

Well I wasn't gonna be the only one in the school not going. I wonder if Lois and Georgie were going? It was too late to find out. It was that night. I searched for a dress in my wardrobe.

Pulled out a white dress, they should go with converse. I'm not dressing up loads. Aimee dressing in a tarty short black dress.

Aimee had booked us a limousine to get us there. A pink one. What was she thinking? I couldn't say no. I didn't pay anything towards it.

I ran out of the room, after a lot of thinking. There was so much free alcohol; piled up on a table. I don't drink. Now I can't be the only one sat here drinking oasis. I walked over to the table.

However on my journey. A tall, well built boy knocked straight into me. Pushing me into the wall, Drinks going all over me. Maybe I should just go, I thought to myself. Didn't look like I was going anywhere.

The tall well built lad, put both arms on the wall over me. I was trapped. How about if I crawl? No I don't want to look stupid. I just sat there. Soaked with alcohol. None of which was planned.

'I'm sorry babe, you ok?' the guy shouted to me. I think he had, had a few to many.

'Yeah fine, I will just go get myself cleaned up.' I said to him.

'Take of the dress and I will clean you up.'

'No thanks.'

Ok, now I could run but how. I pushed on his chest. He was like a brick wall. He didn't budge. He found my weakness cute and laughed. I just wanted to get away. His head pressed onto mine. His hand on my thigh. I certainly didn't want it there.

'Get off me. I need to clean myself up.'

He didn't acknowledge me. ' Oy, Reece get off her she already told you once. Leave the poor girl alone.'

He got off me. Thank God for that. My knight in shining armour; just without the shining armour had come and rescued me. 'You alright? He's an alright lad when he isn't drunk.'

I giggled. What was I supposed to say? My hero. My hero, walked up to me and we just stared st each other. OMG he is perfect. Oh. My. God. That blonde hair, those shining sea like blue eyes. That smile he gave. This could last forever.

No it couldn't. I should have known. Reece shouted his name ' Theo, what you doing with that girl. She's mine'.

'Is it your 3rd or 4th tonight?' Theo shouted over to him.

'Actually mate, it's my 5th. Do I really care.'

Now was my chance. I could just escape the awkwardness. Now. My brain was telling me to leave. My heart had control this time; telling me to stay. When Theo looked back at me, the moment had gone.

'I'm gonna clean myself up' before he had chance to answer I ran back to the bedroom that me and Aimee were staying in.

* * * * *

She just ran away from me. She was perfect. Not like the other girls, she didn't go for any guy she could get her eyes on. Her brown hair that falls nicely. Her smart, casual clothing. Her individuality. Why did she run. That could have ended so well.

I can't just let her run. I can't walk in on her getting changed. That will not help matters. I had to wait. Will she ever come back out? Is she to embarrassed? She didn't need to be; if I could tell her I would.

'Too bad mate, looks like she didn't like you' Reece shouted over to me. I guess he was right. She ran, it was a shame. She was like that one star that shined so bright, so unique. It can't be. I can't be in love with someone I don't know. I need to get some drink down my neck!

'Oy Reece, how can you tell if someone likes you. You know man to man talk.'

'You talking to me? Ha, idiot.' Reece harshly reacted to me. What had got into him. That boy is so unpredictable at times. He is either extremely predictable or extremely unpredictable. This time was the unpredictable.

I need to talk to that girl. I can't ask anyone for her either. I don't even know her name. All I know is, she was perfection.

I wondered round pacing myself, waiting for her return. Underneath a book in the distance was a piece of paper. I walked over to it, as it was falling out. It may be something important. It was important. Important to me.

Why on earth did Reece have printed pictures of about 6 different girls. What has got into him.

As I was about to walk away, pretend I never saw them. There she was, it was a picture of her. That girl. Why and when did Reece get a picture of her. Underneath her picture were more in an envelope.

Every single one in the envelope were of a girl, I had met for about 5 minutes. Still I had no name for her. She was still perfect. As I moved the pictures about.

I came across a picture. Why did Reece have this is the big question. He had took a picture. Took a picture of her cleavage. I understand he is off his head. There were other pictures from many other times.

He has a picture of one girl from each of the house party's he has had here. Last year he had one, and the girl he took a picture of was Andy.

She had a boyfriend at the time. This guy needs to get his head sorted. This is disgraceful. I scooped the photos into my pocket. I shall take them to the police station tomorrow. He is acting like a paedophile.

It's wrong. Very wrong. Wronger than wrong.