I could feel his breath. Panting. I could hear his breath. Deep. There was nothing but silence. In midst of the crowded Christmas party we had managed to sneak out. I could sense the attraction I had for him from the first time I entered the room and laid my eyes on him. His deep blue eyes with a tint of green in them, contrasting with his hazel brown hair. He was wearing a black shirt and tight jeans and those leather boots which I don't know the origin about but looked damn costly. I wished I could just go straight up to him and pull him closer to me.
I, Sofie, a 17 year old teenager who has been nerd for almost all her life was now feeling something unusual in her. Something sort of spark. Some urge, some feeling I couldn't describe. I have been always nagging about those get-ready-it's-christmas-party times. It has always been boring. Though it was the only time I used to open my hair wear dresses which usual teenagers wear and used to buckle up my heels. I was glad I was wearing my black dress, it reached up to my thighs with a lace of sort of dark grey. I was wearing a black gifted by my mom on my last birthday.I had light brown hair, inherited from my mom who was basically from England but had migrated to California when was of 18. My mom, Michelle, was wearing a blue velvet dress, beautiful as ever with a diamond earrings, twist bun and those strands of brownish black hair bouncing above her shoulder.
My father and mother were in lose for 10 years before deciding to get married. They are a perfect couple. My dad, the person I inherit my eye colour from, those deep brown eyes. My dad, Ryan,was the CEO of a well-known company settled in California.
After getting introduced to many boring guests, I was welcomed my mom to meet a women. A pretty women. I had seen her some where, she had some resemblance to someone I know but I couldn't recall. She was sweet, her name Maglin, a tall, women with hazel brown hair wearing a crimson red backless dress. She was talking when she suddenly pointed towards my back and showed us her son, I was expecting someone too boring but it was him.
Luca, a 18 year old boy, an ambitious doctor Who could sing as well. Damn his physique. He was not only hot he was hot-hot. Around an inch or two taller than me. I turned around to find him just behind me. I was too shocked and I nearly tripped, but he held me.
I had a twist in my leg, my anxiety always does this. He gently held my hand and made me walk, when he realized I couldn't, he lifted me up. He took me to a room upstairs, I was amazed and amused by his knowledge about an unknown house. I finally asked him, "How do you know about the rooms here? Have you been here before? "
"It's my house, I am your new neighbor."
He winked with a grin. Damn his voice, his grin. But above all, he winked, how much more could a nerd like me ask from God. He slowly made me sit in a room which was painted with dark grey and lined with a black blanket on white king sized bed. The room was pretty clean. The smell was pleasant. The room had few guitars and he saw me noticing them.
"I love playing them. I am a so-so singer."
He said opening the doors of a cupboard.
He pulled a drawer and took out a box.
He came and sat on the floor, that was when I noticed his jawline, it was too sharp, so sharp that I could cut vegetables. He was muscular. I was mesmerized. I came back to senses with his touch on my leg, he was removing my heels, he applied some cream which made my leg feel like burning, but it was fine as it was him who was applying it.
After that he went to wash his hands, came back and held his hands towards me. I was sad that I had to go back. But he had planned something different.
He pulled me near his body which was panting heavily, his one hand on my waist other on my hair. He came closer to fill the gap between us and said in his deep voice in my ears, " Wanna sneak out? ".
