Blue Eyes

The Party

Adelaine POV:

I couldn't help but sigh in happiness.
I was at the vanity after fair party and it was magical. It was unbelievable that I was here. I mean, me? I'm just a girl with 1.5 million subs on YouTube. I shouldn't be here but I am. I looked for Jennifer. She said she had left to get some drinks for us but I knew that the moment she left that she would be hauled off by a bunch of boys. Jennifer was a goddess, you couldn't take her eyes off of her once you started looking at her. I spotted her in the middle of a group of boys. All of them seemed to be dancing around her while she was on top of the bar. Except for one boy. He was looking at all of the boys (his friends I suppose) and was shaking his head, as if laughing at how they were dancing because of how drunk they were. But he had a partially solemn look on his face, as if he wanted to do something but he couldn't do it for some reason. He looked up and his piercing blue eyes caught my eyes and stared at me. I couldn't help but stare back. I didn't know who he was but he was extremely handsome and made you  get horny. God why did I just think that. It must be his face. My mind was obsessed with him now and I don't know why. I walked to the bar, away from the side where he sat and asked for a pina colada. I usually took the virgin one but I decided why not, for the heck of it. I didn't get drunk off of one pina colada so I was fine with my choice. I got my drink and sat at the bar and drank. I was watching Jennifer when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned and the boy with the blue eyes seized my waist and pulled me close to him. He smelled like Abercrombie and Fitch, musky and manly. He looked me in the eyes and said...

"Wanna go on a pleasure filling adventure with me?"
The first words I hear out of his mouth. Of course I did. I was bored out of mind here. I only tagged along with Jennifer just so she would stop bugging me about having a girls night with her, even though she was the busy one, her shooting THG trilogy and everything. "I'd like that, a, a lot," I said. I couldn't help but stutter. Every second passing by with him starting at me made me feel horny for no reason. He took my hand and led me outside into the chilly and dark night. There was a sleek, black Mercedes that was parked in the front, parked there as if it was waiting for us. I got in and sat next to the window, as far away as possible. I wasn't going to sit close to him rn, he was just a stranger but if he had gotten into this party with no troubles then he must be safe, right? But I was still sober so I was still cautious. He came in to the car and closed the door. I guess there was a driver because the car started and was moving quickly, as if we needed to get somewhere without being noticed. I looked over and saw him looking at me. I blushed and looked away. But I needed to know the answer to two questions. "Where are we going?" I asked. "And what's your name? I'm Adelaine Morin." He shook his head as if he found me amusing and answered in his deep voice. "We're going to the Mondrian Adelaine. Look, here we are." I looked outside and saw a majestic hotel. I couldn't believe we were going there. The car stopped and he went outside. A few moments later, the door on my side opened and I stepped out, holding his outstretched hand. He led me inside the hotel and went directly to the elevators. No one said anything, so I assumed he had a room already. My heart was beating fast as the two of us stood in the elevator in silence, with me looking out the clear glass of the elevator and him looking at me through the sides of his eyes. The elevator dinged. We were on our floor. I stepped out and was taken aback. He had taken me to the penthouse level, and it was a beautiful penthouse. It was like a mansion on top of a tiny hotel.