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Im stood infront of my full length mirror, looking at myself with my mouth wide open. Shaking my head slowly I look at Charlotte in my mirror. "No... no... no.. no! I am not wearing this!" I pull the short black dress down a little more, trying to cover up my thighs. "I look desperate!" Groaning loudly.
Charlotte stands up and slowly walking toward me. "Chloe, you dont look desperate. You look freaking hot." She standing next to me now, checking that everything is in order. "I dont know why you keep thinking you're not pretty, or sexy or whatever. You're an amazing person Chloe, it's why im such good friends with you. You just need a little confidence and a push into the right direction. Relax."
Looking down towards the ground, I actually contemplate Char's words. After a moment, I take a deep breath and look at myself in the mirror, looking closely and thinking about the positives. I mean, this short black strappless dress isn't too bad, its sort of hugs the curves I have, even compliments my breasts a little. Okay, so the purple heels are a little extreme but some how make my legs look long and lush, just adding that extra bit of height. I have to say, Charlotte has done an amazing job on my make up and hair. My hair actually looks like there's some life in it, its not frizzy or curly, its perfectly straight and make me look much older. Char's gone for the natural look on my make, smokey eyes that just make my emerald green eyes pop, however she did use a very bright red lipstick. Biting my lip and try my hardest to hide my smile. I can see it tonight, I look... damn good.
"See, i knew you'd like it. Plus im sure Dean will keel over and have a heart attack when he sees you." She reaches over and squeezes my hand for reassurence. "Come on babe, let's start partying!"
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I've had a fair few drinks now. Mostly vodka. The effects are starting to creep onto me, my head is a little fuzzy but that's nothing I cant handle. I haven't seen Charlotte for a while but im pretty sure shes okay. I'll find her later when we head home. Slowly walking over to the table with the drinks I bump into someone, taking a few steps backwards.
"Woo, hey... sorry about that..." Someone reaches out and grips onto my upper arm to keep me from losing my balance. Looking up and I see him. It's Dean, he's here.
And he looks sexy as ever. His chocolate brown hair resting again his forehead, deep brown eyes looking down at me and a slowl smile starts to creep along his face.
"Well, Chloe... Dont you look... Different..." As he says this to me I can feel his eyes travel up and down my body. Admiring his view in front of him.
Blushing brightly, I look down and smile to myself. "Well thank you hottie." Oh. My. God. Did i seriously just say that? That's embarrassing. I'll just blame the alcohol.
"Oh, you think I'm hot?" Raising his eyebrows at me and letting out a gentle chuckle.
"Well, yeah, duh. Every girl want's you. Dean."
Obviously my brain isn't connected to my mouth.
Raising his eyebrows as one corner of his mouth lifts up into a small smile. "Well, there's only really been one girl I wish was interested in me."
My face falls a little. Oh. "She must be really stupid then."
"No, she's not. She's really smart." He smiles sweetly. "Do you want a drink? I think I interrupted you walking towards the table."
I only nod as my answer.
So he likes someone but apparently that girl doesnt take notice of him. She's stupid.
He starts walking back over to me holding two read cup, one in either hand.
"Here you go Chloe. Vodka and coke okay?" He's giving me that award winning smile again. Damn him and his good looks.
Taking the cup from him, I take a large swig. "Yes, this is perfect thank you." I giggle.
We talk. We drink. We dance. We laugh.
Im so much more relaxed around him now. With a few drinks, it's easier to talk to him and not make a fool out of myself. He's actually quite nice. I've found out a lot about him. Apparently, he enjoys sports, espically rugby. Tells me he wants to become a professional rugby player. It explains the muscles and toned chest.
He leans into me, towards my ear to whisper because the music is playing so loud you can hardly hear anything. "How come you dont like me Chloe?"
Pulling away quickly to look at him, I chuckle softly. Leaning up onto my tip toes to whisper into his ear. "I do like you, a lot. I always have." I rest my hands ontop of his shoulders to stop myself from falling.
He places his free hand on the small of my back, pulling me closer to him. In his other hand he's holding his cup. Looking at me with an unusual expression on his face, he takes a sip of his drink.
Once he finishes his drink he place the cup onto the nearest table. Turns and looks back at me. "Why havent you ever told me?"
I frown. I didnt hear what he said clearly.
"Why didnt you tell me?" He says a little louder, but I still cant hear him.
"Why didn't you TELL me?!" I chuckle softly because no matter what, I cant hear him. I point to my ear and shrug.
Laughing softly to himself, he lifts a hand towards my face and softly lays it onto my cheek. Rolling his eyes a little but has a cheeky smile on his face. He slowly leans towards me, pressing his lips against mine, we kiss.
Im kissing Dean.
Holy crap im kissing Dean!
And I like it.
The kiss starts off slow and sweet, a soft bite to my lower lip from him now and then. But then it starts to get deeper. His tongue gently flicks against my lower lip, asking for permission. Slowly I open my mouth a little and allow him access. He tongue starts to invade my mouth in an extremely hot way. I couldnt stop the moan from escaping from my mouth.
It was all to soon and he slowly pulled away from me.
"Come on, come with me." He takes my hand and gently tugs me towards the stairs.
Where's he taking me?
"Oh, um okay?" No Chloe, you were ment to ask where he was taking you. I mentally roll my eyes at myself.
"Upstairs. More private." He keeps a hold of my hand and we both walk upstairs.
He opens every door to find one thats empty, so far all of them were full with either passed out lightweights or hormonal teens. Finally Dean opened the door to a room with a white double bed, a few draws, a single desk. I havent got a clue who's room this would be.
Pulling me inside and against him, he kicks the door shut with his foot and suddenly were clutching at eachother, making sure theres no room between us, and we start where we left off downstairs.
Suddenly his shirt was coming off, then my dress was being unzipped, his jeans were coming un-done, my dress from falling down. Slowly he begins walking to backwards towards the bed, once I feel the big double bed against my legs, he gently pushes me backward onto it and I feel the pressure of him ontop of me. Using my hands, I let them roam around his chest, feeling his abs and muscles. He works out. I can tell.
Our kissing starts to get heavier and heavier. Next thing I know, were both naked. Pulling away briefly , I take a look at him.
"Are you okay?" He's breathing heavy and so am I. This was intense but for some reason. I didnt care.
Nodding quickly, I pull him back down and kiss him.
Next thing I know, were both having our own fun.
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UNTIL NEXT TIME! DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUN! ;)
