My Doc is Pretty Possessive

Chapter 18

Hello Amigos!!!
This is like my favorite chapter of all.
Enjoy reading. ILY'all.

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The way you feel when you kiss him
For the first time.
Like fire within your bones.
Like your soul has returned to the water.
Like every part of you that came from a dead star
Is alive again.

~Nikita Gill ~

Tiana P. O .V

I didn't miss the light chuckle of him that came out because of my stupid bluntness. I excused myself towards the washroom so that I can compose myself together before I embarrass myself any more.

Idk there is something like a strong feeling that's pulling me towards him. And I'm failing miserably to avoid it. I'm falling into his charms so easily.

The auditorium is quite larger than I thought. It's not hard to get lost here with full of people. I didn't see belle till now. I hope she's ok.

I went inside the washroom.

I stood there for quiet a few minutes. I breathe in and breathed out taking away my mask looking at the mirror. My make up is still perfectly settled on my face. I though took out my lipstick and applied it again and wiped my tiny sweats on my nose. Yeah! It'll always sweat! I can't help it.

I came out of the washroom holding my little clutch.

Out of the crowds I spotted Ashley. I looked up and saw her walking towards Dylan.

Suddenly the kissing scene flashed again on my mind. I felt the same pain again. I felt jealous and mad.

I stood there observing them. Dylan looked frustrated. They seem like arguing for something.

How can I even think that he'll like me when he had models like docs around him. I felt jealous over Ashley looking perfect in her black dress showing her curves. I know I'm hurt and stupid. It's not like Dylan and I are together. I have no reason to feel this way and I can't even react over it.... But I can't help it. I'm hurt, I so much Am...

"Here we met again, sweetcheeks!!", I think I know this voice.

I turned my head.

"Yeah, Please don't tell me you work here", I said without thinking. My mind was still flying.

He laughed.

"Nope", he said popping out the word 'P'.

"I was invited, I knew you'd be here anyway", he smiled sweetly at me like he did in the morning. Now he look absolutely good in his grey dark suit rather than a jogger.

He's quite good looking. Why didn't I realised that? Because you're mind is always busy thinking about Dylan. My inner self mocked.

"I'm Mike Wright, thank you for asking and what's your beautiful name?", he asked playing with me. I laughed at his humour.

"Tiana Whitlock", I replied smiling.

"AHH, such a pretty name like you", I laughed unnecessarily not knowing what to do. I felt like wanting to go home. Not that I was bored talking to him.

"So, Would you mind dancing with me?", he asked making a cute face with a slight smile. I couldn't say no. Moreover my emotions were all riled up and I needed to relax.

"Um, sure"

"Did I told you that you look absolutely ravishing tonight", he said. We were dancing now on the huge dance floor. The light dim creating a beautiful sight out of the expensive decors.