Desire

chapter twenty-one

The setup for the party was dreadfully familiar. From the furniture being changed into the official party layout, which almost always consisted of various chairs and tables being moved down to the basement.

All of the same decorations where used, vintage and very creepy looking candles. My mother’s floral arrangements were scattered around, all separated a certain amount of space as per my OCD request.

Something that was different this year was the outdoor décor. Once you step foot onto the timber you are greeted by the twinkly lights that have been entwined with the vines and it was a truly magnificent sight.

It was 7:30 and no guests have arrived yet I take in the outdoor scenery. Harry Poppy and I spent all day helping my mum prepare for this coming evening.

I swiftly turn around into the house, glass of champagne in hand. It was much too sweet for my liking but it annoyed my mother greatly when I drank. There was nothing in this world I enjoyed more than annoying my mother especially when she has spent all day slaving me about.

I stand alone waiting for Harry’s sexy arse to be ready. He was such a diva and it had nothing to do with the fact that I made him let me get ready first so that way I wouldn’t take too long but it didn’t help I took the same amount of time. Because of this Harry is upstairs getting ready while I am here alone though it was completely my doing.

I hang in the door way solo swaying ever so slightly to the painful sound of the symphony cd that was echoing through the house. My mother rushes about the house making final adjustments and fixing anything that was out of place, it was an amusing sight. She was moving so fast also, in one room one second and in another the next.

An all too familiar hand was placed on the small of my tense back, calming me. I  lean back and rest my head on his shoulder and it felt weird. “Ohhh.” I realise he was wearing his suit.

I take a step back and take his appearance in. “Damn you look even better in a suit.”

“I would say you look better in a dress but you look best nak...” I bring my finger to his mouth silencing him.

“None of that honey.” I wink. “Let’s take a picture.”

“Let’s.”

“Mum, mum, MUM!! POPS!” Poppy almost imidiently emerged from the next room.

“Well don’t you two look like a million bucks.”

“Thank you Poppy you look amazing as usual.”

“None of that honey.” She says to me completely emotionless and I face palm. Of course she heard.

“Would you mind taking some pictures of us?”

“Of course my love.” I retrieve my phone from the buffet next to me handing it to her while I feel an arm wrap around my waste. I wrap my arm around Harrys back, putting my free arm on my hip. The camera flashes and Poppy instructs for us to change our poses. Seeing as how my parents weren’t around we might as well couple our pictures up. Harry squeezes me tighter and I snuggle into his side resting my head on his arm. Flash. Harry faces me and I lift my head a tad and our lips join in a soft embrace. The feeling of his lips on mine will never get old. “Eva why were you calling me what do you..” I hear a sigh and I see a flash through the closed lids of my eyes.

I open them and pull my face away from Harrys facing my mums although she is now resembling a dark red apple. Fuck, fuck, fuck.

“Oh shit. Surprise.” I laugh at how perfectly typically this is.

My mum is so angry she didn’t even yell at me for swearing, hell she isn’t speaking at all. She hasn’t said one word instead she stands there and turns into another creature. An angry creature. I’m done for; my lovely life as I know it is going to be completely over when my mother returns to her original form.