Forgetting the Past

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Amy's P.O.V

   I straightened my teal chiffon dress, and sighed. "I don't think this is a good idea." I said to Sam. Believe it or not, Sam was helping me pick out an outfit to meet Seth's friends. I never thought she would help me, everyone always said I had a great fashion sense. 

   Today, I was meeting Sam's friends. We were going to go to his best friend, Matt's house for a small BBQ party that he was having. Then, later we were going to go to a club near his house. I was really excited to meet his friends, but at the same time nervous. What if they don't like me? Obviously Seth will chose them over me, I only just met him a month ago. 

   I was snapped out of my thoughts by Sam's voice, "You look so fucking hot! Look at yourself!" I turned to the mirror, and I have to say I did look pretty good. I was wearing a teal chiffon dress, it was tight round the chest, and then flowed down. It was strapless and showed some cleavage. It came about mid thigh, and I think it showed a little bit too much skin. "I look like a slut!" I replied. 

   Sam came and stood behind me in the mirror. She smiled and said,"You look beautiful, Amy. Stop worrying, you're not showing too much of anything. Okay?" I didn't even have time to reply because the doorbell rang, and Sam ran downstairs before saying "Now, you have no choice Seth is here." 

    Seth went home to get ready and decided to bring some of his stuff over because he was staying over. I quickly checked my makeup, ran a hand through my straightened hair. I picked up my black Marc Jacobs Ukita bag and quickly made my way downstairs. 

    My breath caught in my throat as my eyes landed on Seth. He look so hot!! He was wearing dark fitted jeans, a red and black plaid button down shirt, and a sleek black leather jacket on top.  He was also wearing a pair of black and red Nike High Tops. All in all, he looked like a sex god! His shirt stuck perfectly to his abs an-- WAIT, what am I thinking? God, I really need to stop thinking about him like that, we are just friends. 

I looked up to see Seth, raking my body with his eyes. I cleared my throat, "Hey, Seth."

"Hi. You look beautiful, Amy." Seth said, giving me a warm smile.  I returned the smile, and replied, "You look nice, too." 

"Ready to go?" I asked him. He bought out his hand fro behind his back revealing a red Nike bag. I grabbed it from his hand, "I'll go put this upstairs"I looked at Sam while adding, "and change." But unfortunately for me, Seth heard me. 

"Change? Why? You look fine!" Seth said as he took my hand in his. Electricity shot through my body, at the sudden touch, what the fuck? No, we're just friends. Just friends!

    I looked down at my toes that were sticking out of my heels and bit my lips nervously, "It's a bit revealing, right?"  Sam grabbed Seth'sbag from my hand and hurried away saying something along the lines of "Have a nice time!"

"You look gorgeous!" I nodded my head, and looked up and Seth was leaning into me. He laced his forehead against mine, and grabbed my hand.  Is he going to kiss me? Can we kiss? It's not like either of us are dating. It's not going to harm anyone, I kept telling myself. His hazel eyes burned into mine, I wanted to look away bt his eyes were just so mesmerizing. 

    I moved closer to him, placing my hand on his check. I stryed at his face, a powerful outburst  of affection ran through me. I leaned in a little more, closing my eyes as my lips automatically parted. His lips touched mine, and my heart raced a hundred times faster, ll thoughts leaving my mind.

    His lips were soft and luscious, just like the first time we kissed. He hands automatically wrapped around my waist, and my hands went up to his hair. I loved his hair, it was so curly and soft! I ran my hands through his hair, enjoying the feel of them on my skin.