Danielle

Chapter 2 - Party

"A penny for your thoughts?"

Danielle POV

I turned my head to the low husky voice behind me. Thickly lustrous, volumized and messy quiff black hair, his eyes were blue, calming yet incredibly charming. His clean beard looks like a freshly mowed lawn, his lips were plump and the first thing I can think about is the taste of it. His jawline has the most perfect shape that I've ever seen, freaking amazing. All of the sudden I can feel my hand almost reaching out to touch this creature in front of me but thank God, last bit of my shameful pride slap me in the brain.

"This vibe is amazing, don't you think?" he muttered. His eyes look forward as if he's talking to himself.

I glance around quickly, making sure he was talking to me. There was no one near us or I can say, this feel a lil bit quiet. "You're talking to.. me?" I mumble, my voice low enough to make sure just him can hear me, ignoring the fact that we're left alone.

"Yes." This time his gaze meet mine, I held my breath, have no idea his gaze would effect me this much. His blue eyes look though me, like he's searching for something. He was tall, incredibly tall I must say. He's like, 6' 1'' maybe? Comparing to a tiny creature like me, lifting my head is the only way my eyes could meet his.

God, what a incredibly perfect creature you've created here.

"Care to share me your name maybe? Looks like you're too occupied to answer me." He added, chuckled, his eyebrow raised.

good god! Did he just caught me checking him out shamelessly?

Well-done, D! You just humiliate yourself in front of this hot guy. What should you do now?

"So-sorry.. Uh, I-I'm Danielle." I bite my lower lips, looking away from his gaze, I'm nervous, why?

Smirk plastered on his face, he is clearly aware that I'm nervous because he caught me checking him out. This bastard, he is making me feel more embarrassed than I should be. For fuck sake.

Right about he was going to open his mouth, Hazel came out and walk towards us, giving me this what the hell is going on here look, and I can only shook my head giving a how the hell should I know answer.

"Hey. What's going on?" Hazel being Hazel, eyeing this guy beside me. Giving a unfriendly look.

Hazel's gaze on me and it feels like she's demanding answer.

"Nothing, let's go." I pull Hazel's wrist and leave that guy. I can feel him staring at my back, damn, I can even bet with my life he's smirking widely.

Hazel protesting but my grip was stronger, pulling her as fast as I can towards our car. When we're finally there, I quickly open the door and get inside. Ignoring Hazel's deadly stare and nagging. 

She start the engine, as she drove us back, she keep nagging about who is that guy and what he wants, or what's gonna happen if she don't came out at the right time assuming the guy is a serial killer or something. I mean she isn't wrong, the guy did look like a mafia or maybe related to something like that, or maybe worse, but I got the vibes that he isn't that kind of a bad guy. I don't know, I just got the vibes.

All the way back to my place, I just can't get him off my freaking mind, God. I hope I never see the guy again, he's not good for my mental health.

The next morning came, today's my 17th birthday.

Happy Birthday to yourself, D.

I woke up at 6 in the morning, I have an appointment with my make up artist at 12. I already send her references of what I should look like tonight.