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"Have this Ray!" Sia came from nowhere and shoved a glass filled with cherry like scented, red liquid into my hand. I eyed the liquid, contemplating whether to drink it or not.
"Just drink it girl it's completely non-alcoholic. Let's just melt into this party, melt into the beat and sweat until our hearts call for the luxury of bed and the chaos of our entwined dreams." I took a sip, the liquid refreshed my dried up throat so I finished it in one go.
"C'mon Ray let's dance" Sia tugged my hand and started to pull me towards the dancefloor. I tried to resist but you know me...I can't say no to dancing.
A pop song was blaring in the speakers and we both started to move along with it but the tight dress restricted my movements and made me very uncomfortable. Sia looked a bit tipsy and was singing along with the song..uhh..more like shouting which brought all the attention towards us making me even more conscious.
I wanted to draw as little attention as possible but I guess I'm not invisible anymore.
"C'mon Ray!!!" She exclaimed excitedly and held my hands in hers and starting swinging them along with her. When she twirled me forcibly I felt like the hook of my bra unclasped but how is this possible?? I'm wearing a strapless one.
But before I could decide I felt a hand snake around my waist from the right all the way to the bottom of my left breast. I turned to my left to see the owner, ready to swat his hand away but I froze when I got a look at him.
It was the grumpy bear more like the monster Ayam himself. But why is he holding me like this and why the hell is he freaking smiling at me showing his dimples on the either side of his face making the devil look so adorable. I almost got drowned in his deep grey eyes.
Almost.
But anger boiled inside me when I remembered how rude he was to me and he has no fu*cking right to hold me this intimately.
I started to speak but he beat me to it. "My cute little button!"
Eh? cute little button???
BUTTON?? Who says that?
Wth?
Is he talking to me?
I stood there confused but he continued. "Where were you? I was looking for you everywhere like a freak. C'mon button, let's not waste any more time." With that he dragged me away from the dance floor after excusing us from Sia. I could see her wide eyes and shocked expression.
He took me to the secluded corner while maintaining the same position around my waist.
And I was dumbfounded beyond limits unable to contemplate what to do. I felt like my senses were weakened. My decision making was slowed down.
What's happening??
I would have reacted aggressively if I was being dragged like this but Ayam's behaviour clamped my mouth shut and made me unable to respond.
Is he actually ayam?? I looked up to confirm my doubts. Yup, it's him.
"Aya-" I started but he dragged me inside a room and slammed the door. "Ayam--"
"SHUT-UP, YOU DIM-WITTED PIPSQUEAK! First just fucking cover yourself!" He said looking away from me like I was some disgusting piece of shit.
Confused, I looked down to what he was referring to. The upper half of my dress was hanging dangerously low due to the strings which somehow tore apart completely exposing my nude strapless adhesive bra that Sia made me wear.
Embarrassed, I adjusted the top half and fumbled with the strings looking into the mirror, hoping I could somehow tie them together without the button with which they were held together previously. I couldn't stretch my arms all the way at the back and all my effort to tie them together was in vain because I was not able to co-ordinate with my arms.
While I was struggling Mr. Grumpy sighed irritatingly and stood at my back. He pushed all my hair out of the way during which his skin brushed mine sending shiver down my spine. He got hold of the strings, my bare back now totally in his sight. I looked at him through the mirror, the way his long slender fingers worked with the strings. After tying the knot expertly he looked into the mirror. Our eyes met. None of us looked away.
I thought about how he saved me from the biggest embarrassment, how his stony heart isn't all made up of stone and how the flame producing monster just has a bitter mouth but sweet intentions.
"T-Thanks" I said while staring into his telling orbs. Who said he is expressionless??? That might seem like it but his eyes convey his expression fully if you actually pay attention to them.
He blinked a few times like he just got up from a reverie. His face went hard and he said,"I doubt if you actually cared judging by the dress you came wearing at the party. Did I destroy your plan of seducing the male species?"
But I was in no position to retort. I felt so vulnerable at the point that I couldn't control my tears. Why do I end up crying when I interact with him?? But I guess this time it's not because of him, it's because of what might happen today if he would have not come to my rescue.
How can I be so imbecile and ignorant?? Since when I need someone to rescue me when before I was always fine by myself??
I don't know when my body slided onto the floor.
A handkerchief appeared in my blurry teary sight, I took it and tried to clean all the salty shedded tears. Maybe he got irritated by me and he wants me to stop crying immediately, I thought. But I was wrong. He came by my side and started drawing circles at my back to comfort me.
He didn't say anything. My eyes grew heavy after sometime and I felt dizzy but before my conciousness suspended completely, I felt something being sprawled securely at my back.
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