The Hooded Beauty

The Swing

He grabs my hand regardless and drags me to the dance floor. Well it's just the room the music is playing in it's not actually a dance floor.
How do I dance?
It's like pop song.. how do you dance to a pop song.

Then just like that, the song changes. I look at Jace and he smirks. He planned this. I know it.

But what surprises me is the chosen song. It's 'California dreaming' by Sia.. a slow song.

But one of my ultimate favourite songs of all time.

He makes a move towards me and I just stay still, he puts his arm around my waist and then I do something unexpected.. I snake my arms around his neck, resting my forearms on his overly toned shoulders.

And then he starts to move. I follow

My cheeks begin to flush. Well by that I mean I'm a tomato.

The awkwardness starts to go away and it begins to feel more natural. Butterflies fill my stomach. Why the fuck do I have butterflies? My head wants to be disgusted at this encounter due to my insecurities being hesitant to accept positive attention from him, but I think I like this.
Our eyes don't leave each others and we just move in sync together.

People begin to gather around us and watch. My eyes never leave his. I can just feel the eyes on me.
Then he dips me back and I panic thinking he will drop me, but then I realise what he's doing so I may of exaggerated the dip and lifted my leg up like a cliché girl.

Do not even judge me, you know you would do it too.
I feel like a fucking princess.
I'm beaming from ear to ear by the time I'm back up. I look back into his eyes and he looks so happy.

And I'm happy too.
Who'd have known that Jace Nash could bring joy to anyone?

Time begins to slow down and I feel like we're the only people in the room.

The song finishes and we just stand there for a little. Smiling.

I'm the one to break eye contact first. I look around the room. Everyone and I mean everyone, is stood staring. At us. My suspicions were right. I knew it.

Jace begins to pull me away from the crowd and I follow like a little sheep.
Before I know it, the cold air of the outdoors surges through my skin, every little hair stands up on its edge as I freeze from the sudden temperature change.
We make our way over to the giant bed swing.
I shiver a little while trying to get comfy.. getting comfy while in a dress is difficult alright.

He noticed that I was cold, he instantly takes off his suit jacket and holds it out while I climb into it. I'm reluctant to accept at first.
A little bit of warmth, thank fuck.

We just lie there in silence. Not an awkward silence. Just a nice silence.
I begin to shiver again
"Are you still cold?" He says as I hug into myself trying to keep warmth. I nod like a child.
He moves away from me and I feel even colder now.

He pulls a blanket over the both of us and he pulls me into him and hugs me.
I accidentally breathe onto his neck and it must have been cold because he hugs tighter. I lean into him.

Stealing the warmth.

"Thank you" I look up at him.
"No need to thank me you dork" he lets out a tiny scoff.
It makes me giggle a tad and I roll my eyes. I lean back into him but my lips accidentally touched his neck, I move away quickly as in to say 'sorry' without actually saying it. He froze like a stone figurine.

Nonetheless, this night has been perfect.
He was still frozen when I cuddled back into him.

What would he do if I actually kissed him neck?
He froze at me accidentally brushing my lips against his neck.

I decide that tonight is the night of change.

I have revealed the true me to everyone.
They now know who Kady Lincoln is.

So why not go further and try my luck more?
If he hates it I'll just say it's an accident and no one will care.

It takes a few minutes to pluck up the courage to go through with my plan.
I have never done this before.

I move so I'm closer to his neck. Then I lean in and peck his neck. Enough for him to know what I was doing.

I freeze
He freezes.
We're both frozen.
Shit what have I done?
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck

He sighs.
Great, now he's fucking sighing.

But then, he lifts my chin up. Stares at me with that same look he gave me when I was walking down the stairs. Hunger and lust.
And then he leans in.
He kisses me.
I instantly melt.
I kiss him back.
He acts like something has came over him and he deepens the kiss as he runs a hand through my hair, pulling it a little then snakes his arm around my waist and pulls me closer. I tug on his hair as he runs his tongue along my bottom lip asking for entrance.
Obviously, I'm going to grant him entrance. I may have melted but I'm not stupid.
I grant entrance and he slides his tongue along mine, then I decide to bite his lip, he lets out a low growl, quite clearly liked that. He pulls me in closer. I didn't know it was possible to get closer. He rolls us over so I'm laid on my back and he easily slides his legs between mine. His lips never left mine during this manoeuvre.
The kiss gets more heated and more passionate. Like we've been waiting to do this for a long time.
His hand caresses my thigh and he squeezes it.

Then we hear someone clear their throat loudly, I quickly push him off me, and he jolts back.
We stare at the person who has ruined our very heated makeout session.
My first kiss.
Who ruined it?

My fucking dad did.