Playlist Love (A Caspar Lee Fanfiction)

Chapter 41

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*Caspar's POV*

I promised myself I would never fall for a girl this fast, but damn. Everything about her drew me in. Her eyes, the tiny little imperfections that shone on her skin, the way she spoke, the way her lips moved against mine, everything. She had no idea how quickly my feelings were developing for her. In all honesty, I was scared. Of course I was. I wasn't the kind of person to get so attached so quickly, but I couldn't help it. It was like she was the bright light and I was that moth, fluttering around, waiting for something to guide me. I know, people may say falling for someone so quickly was ridiculous, but when something just feels so right, you have to let it. And that's what this is. It's so right. 

The way her body moved, in the flashing lights, to the rhythm of the music captivated me. My breath caught in my throat every time her eyes met mine. The pure innocence that filled them, yet there was a tiny little spark of something else and I was determined to find out what. The spark that fuelled an entire inferno in my body. But she had that aspect in her face, the one that kept reminding me of Marcus. The way I fucked things up with him. I never meant to hurt him, but like I said, when something feels right, you have to go for it. 

I was pulled out of my thoughts by a hand sliding into mine and pulling me closer. I couldn't help but smile at the sight of Summer, my beautiful Summer, laughing and dancing away with everyone. Her face lit up when the starting notes of 'Best Song Ever' began, the rest of the group screaming along. She was mine, all mine. Not that dickhead Alex. He had stayed attached to the bar since we left to dance, but I couldn't help but notice every now and then how his eyes would travel up and down Summer, assessing her. I hated how amazing she looked in that dress. Almost every guy in the club had looked her up and down at least once, but soon turned their attention somewhere else when I came along. Not Alex. He remained pathetically lusting after her. I knew it would never work. They're from completely different countries for God's sake. 

As I spoke, his eyes were glued to the way her legs were moving. The bare skin of the bottom of her thighs attracting most of his attention. A flame burned through my body and not the good kind. Not the kind that burns whenever Summer touches me. It was one that made me want to grab Summer and kiss her right here, right now in front of everyone, claiming her as mine. But I didn't know whether she would appreciate that or not. My face remained in a hard stare, only to be pulled away by a soft tugging on my arm.

"I'm going to get a drink, do you want anything?" Summer yelled over the music. I shook my head in response. I had just finished my second beer, not wanting to push my luck.

"Okay, I'll be back in a bit." she smiled, pressing a quick kiss to my cheek. I squeezed her hand before letting her go.

"CASPAR COME ON MAN!" Alfie yelled and laughed loudly, pulling me into the middle of their circle. The small atoms of the alcohol began affecting my body as I began to freely move my body to the music, allowing my face to soften and I began to have a good time. 

Being my usual self, I drew some attention to myself, the group pulling out their vlogging cameras and filming my "adventurous" moves. I laughed along, the beat pulsing through my body. I began to get tired rather quickly, so pulled on Jim's arm, moving him in to the middle of the circle. Sticking to the edge of the circle, I clapped and danced along with Sam, laughing at Jim. I threw a quick look over my shoulder, only for my actions to be halted by the one thing I did not want to see tonight.