'Cause Nothing Lasts Forever ✔️

Chapter 42 - The winter formals

BLAIRE's POV

It was mid-afternoon when I got back home. I pulled out my keys and entered the empty house whistling a happy tune. A good day at school with your usual group of friends always excited brewing happiness inside me. It was barely an hour later when the bell rang. I hopped down the stairs to open the front door. To my surprise, there wasn't any soul present. Just a basket of chocolates, lots and lots of chocolates.

I picked it up, investigating it. After some doubts, I put one into my mouth and moaned with the pleasure as it melted and savoured my tongue in a lustrous taste. Climbing up the stairs, suddenly a card peeped out of the basket, "To love, From World's Best Boyfriend," it read.

Knowing who it was and smiling to myself, I shut the door behind me as I entered the room. I was immediately wrapped in a pair of tight arms as someone pulled me.

"What are you doing he..." I was cut off as he smashed his lips onto mine. Our lips danced in sync and it went unnoticed when our lip parted and our tongues met. They swirled around each other sharing the chocolate as the taste exploded my mouth. His hands travelled down to my waist and slid down to my hips as he lifted me up and put me up against the wall, as the kiss went deeper and deeper. Making it more passionate with more butterflies and more endorphins in my veins. My blood flowed in my veins with so much energy as never before, and he finally let go.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and legs around the waist as he put me down onto the bed hovering over me. With passing second, the gap diminished a little and I sunk into his scent, his addictive body mist. My nails grazed his hard muscles as my hands slid down his back. He leaned in, vanishing the gap between us and his lips put my skin on fire as he planted a kiss in the crook of my neck. I arched my neck a little allowing a little more space when I felt the sharpness of his teeth, grazing my naïve bare skin. He got hold of a little, and I felt a sharp sting with a piercing pleasure and igniting electricity. I let out a soft moan with that little bite.

"Damn. I missed this touch so much," he whispered with his lips brushing against my earlobes with a tone of exclamation.

"Me too," I agreed as I cuddled in more, and he just let me.

He pressed his lips on my temple, planting a tight kiss and then stood up. Walking to the basket of chocolates, he grabbed one and slipped it in.

"Well, time to go then. I'll see you tomorrow. Your carriage will be here by six at sharp, my lady," he said the last words with the touch of nobility, trying to copy the layered British accent. He bent down to the bed as he cupped my face in his palms and bringing his lips to mine, he pushed the molten chocolate in my mouth. A startled me stared at him as I gulped it down and watched him climb down the window.

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"Oh! My princess," my father gasped as I climbed down the stairs wearing my new silver-coloured floor-length gown, with light sparkles here and there. I pulled my hair into a stylish high bun and put on some light decent makeup.

"You look beautiful, honey," mom beamed as she grabbed my hand.

"Afterall, you designed it," I gave her the credit.

We have managed to hide that awfully frightening incident that happened the other night and it was easy for I didn't have any major physical injuries. I pulled out my phone and clicked some quick pictures

It was exactly six when the doorbell rang. My heartbeat increased and so did the anticipation as I braced myself. I took feathery steps and opened the door to face a thousand time more gentle Christian with a beautiful flower bouquet. He wore a silver shirt with a black tux and formal trousers. As soon as I accepted the bouquet, he kneeled down on his right knee and extended his right forearm towards me, asking for mine. I was literally blushed by all the cheesy stuff he was actually doing.

I put my hand in his and we walked towards our ride. We entered the school to find it decorated beautifully and fully packed with beautiful ladies along with their handsome gentlemen. Everyone paved their way towards the huge hall, where the dance was to be held. As I entered the hall and landed my eyes into the huge place, my world literally lit up. For a moment, it seemed to be the most wonderful place I have ever visited. Each of those walls was decorated with my portraits, huge framed photographs. Each one, in a different frame, a different filter and in all the different moods and seasons that we had shot for. It looked beautiful.

"Christian," I whispered.

"Beautiful."

I could hear the word breathing out of his lips in a silent whisper, his eyes roamed around the hall quite casually and then landed on me.

"The most beautiful lady of my life," he whispered, his oceanic eyes pierced me. I could feel all the glances landing upon me and all those whispers coming to my direction and all that was being talked about me but today it was as if I was filled with confidence. A whole new lot of self-confidence boiled and spilt from me.

It was finally then when I met Jase, Soph and the whole pack.

All right, so all of them were up with this twinning thing.

Jase looked sizzling in a forest green gown and James had put on a green shirt with a black tux. Sophia was playing it boldly in a black gown and so Duncan wore a white tux pairing it with a black shirt. The ambience was soft and a little romantic under all the dimly lit beautiful crystal chandeliers and beautiful aromatic flowers. The sound of the microphone attracted our attention. The awards were given off and there were all happy faces as Christian received the best sportsperson of the year, I got away with the one for modelling and Duncan received the most creative person of the year for his fantabulous paintings. The noises in the hall increased by an ample amount as the football team wasn't happy with Christian receiving the award. The old rivalry was put to life once again at that moment and was ignited at the same time.

It was time for dance, a formal yet romantic ball dance as my prince charming was here. His touch never left any stones unturned. As his warm breath beat my bare skin, my hand on his shoulder tightened its grip. It was a beautiful night, as we glided around, with perfect twirling and swirling, as perfect as a fairytale. It was after ten that we drove back. Christian, still pulling out as a perfect gentleman, walked me to the frontage. In the veil of darkness, he cupped my cheeks and pulled me in a warm and soft kiss, pleasant and melodic as we realised that finally, we are together in a never-ending bond forever. It's just that only destiny knew what awaited us.