3. Party time

We drink quite a few sour cherry shots. Gosh, I love this stuff. Slowly, I am feeling slightly light headed.

Looking across to Emily, I have to smirk. Obviously, she has already found her guy for the night. From what can be seen, he is good-looking. He has a good build and blond hair in the style Paul Walker used to wear in the first Fast and the Furious part. If I imagined the face under the mask, I'd say a sunny boy type. Definitely not mine, but sure Emily's type of guy. I like guys looking a bit more rough.

The guy with the green eyes keeps on staring at me, I have no idea why. And I sure don't want to know what's going on in his mind as he is surrounded by three girls at the same time. Two on his lap and one dancing right in front of him. If it wasn't for his eyes, I wouldn't even want to give him a second glance. He seems such a self-centred piece of shit.

"Don't get irritated by our womanizer. Believe me, you don't want to get anywhere near that guy. He'd just hump and dump you. And it seems like he's got his eyes set on you as his next prey. You are way too good to end up with him", Evans states as he sees my look.

"And you wouldn't hump and dump me?", I laugh while looking up at him.

"I told you beforehand", he smirks. "But honestly, do yourself a favour and stay away from him. He's my friend, believe me when I tell you I know how black his soul is around girls."

"Not interested anyway", I laugh again. "I mean, just take a look at him. He is so full of himself, and I am definitely not so dumb to be number four around him."

"Then why do you keep staring at him?", his voice sounds a little disappointed.

"It's not like you think. It's just his eyes remind me of someone I once lost. Guess it's just a little creepy."

"Ok, if that's it? Then how about you dance with me?"

I give him a bright smile and stand up to signalize I'm in with it. It's a typical student party with a mix of all kinds of music, mostly modern stuff, but in between, there are some 90s songs amongst it too. I don't know why, but I am quite fond of the 90s, especially the rock/pop music. As smells like teen spirit by Nirvana starts off, I am nearly going insane, rocking the dancefloor.

Evans throws me an amused laugh while his eyes are set on me. Apparently, it's not just him. A set of green eyes are on me too, and for some reason, they are giving me shivers.

"Seems like I've cracked your music taste", Evans states.

"Yep, definitely mine, I know I am totally crazy."

"Crazy interesting", he replies while his eyes linger on mine.

We dance to another couple of songs, no sexy dancing, just casual stuff. Even with all those compliments he was giving me right from the start, he keeps his distance. Maybe I judged him wrong, and he isn't just in for a one-night stand. At the moment, I am not sure whether to feel relieved or disappointed about it. One thing's for sure he is getting me quite drunk, handing me a couple of more shots in between.

I still feel those green eyes set on me. In the meantime, he is leaning against the wall, talking to some girl who seems to want him desperately nearly throwing herself at him while he's keeping his eyes on me. Seriously, I don't even know why I keep on looking. As his hands squeeze the girls ass, I feel embarrassed to have seen it and turn away.

A slow song starts to play, and Evans hands land on my hips while he moves closer.

"I still can't believe you are wearing that top," he chuckles. "But it would state no one better here than you. Hot as Fuck. Where do you get this stuff?"

"There's a thing called internet. Can you imagine? You can buy all kinds of shit there", I smirk causing him to chuckle.

"Your other shirts sounded more badass, this one simply matches you perfectly."

"As I said you don't know me. This t-shirt I simply found funny, I wouldn't even say I'm hot it was just meant as a joke. While, my other t-shirts are a statement to everyone out there."

"Ok, so just figured out, you don't know how beautiful and fucking hot you are, and you seem to have some kind of reason you want people to fuck off", it's not a question but said as matter of fact.

"I'll agree with the last."

"Why?", honest curiousity is lacing through his voice.

"Oh, I am not going to drop my panties because you cheer me up, after I tell you a fucked up life story", another chuckle escapes my lips. Seems like I'm doing that a lot tonight. "So, forget about it, not spilling."

"I wasn't.... I mean, feel free to drop your panties", he replies with a smirk tugging at his lips and a cut slight blush on his face. "But that wasn't my reason for asking."

"Ok, well, you're not getting an answer anyway. And I'll stick to those panties for the moment", I laugh, and I see him swallow hard.

He moves a little closer, closing the gap between our bodies. Giving me an intense feeling while staring into my eyes and then down at my lips. I nearly think he is about to kiss me until the guy with the green eyes taps his shoulder.

"Hey mate, I heard next door they are dealing drugs. You might want to interfere. There are girls there too." His voice sounding clearly alarmed.

Damn this was intense and so freaking close, perhaps too close.

"Fuck! Statement girl sorry I need to take care of that."

"It's ok, I need to step out for some fresh air anyway."

He nods, for a few seconds I see disappointment flashing up in his eyes before he turns to leave.

Without taking a look around I leave the apartment to step out. My head is definitely spinning, maybe a few shots too many and the mentioning of drugs isn't exactly helping either.

I make my way out, pushing through the crowd and even passing people having it off right here or in sideways of our staircase. First, I tried to find Emi, but seeing as I couldn't find her, I guess she is occupied already. So instead I rush down the stairs as fast as I can with these shoes, and step out of the house embracing the fresh air.

Needing  more fresh air, I decide to take a walk in the small park near our house to clear my mind a little and breathe the air in deeply.

"Not exactly the place to be for a girl at this time of night" I hear a deep husky voice giving me a fright. For some reason this voice sounds familiar.

"What the hell are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at that party? You seemed to have a lot of fun." I nearly hiss at him for scaring 5he living shit out of me.

"Well, the best sight of the evening left. And I could ask you the same."

With disbelief, I throw my head back and laugh. "Sure, I think those massive false tits pressed into your face beforehand were a far better sight."

"Nope, as you said, they were false. I think those Hot as Fuck tits aren't any smaller and they are not false as it seems. Anyways I don't like girls being out in the dark on their own."

"Oh really? You don't seem to be the kind of guy who cares about girls", I state while laughing.

"You know shit about me", he grits out slightly but I can tell he didn't mean to lose his composure.

"Ok, well to be honest I don't want to know shit about you. What I saw of you was enough. So, I suggest you go back and fuck one of those willing girls and leave me in peace."

"You not willing?" The cockiness of this guy is unbelievable.

I burst out laughing. "Gosh you have ego issues you know that? Don't think every girl is so dumb to fall for your body or whatever. So, if you don't mind just go and fuck yourself and leave me in peace."

Then I make the severe mistake to lean against a tree while talking to him, making it easy for him to move closer. Instantly I start to panic, but something in his eyes calms and burns me at the same time.

"Come on, I saw you eyeing me tonight, at least give me your name", he pleads with a slight smile playing on his lips.

"No way, so you can fucking stalk me or something? And I wasn't eyeing you. I was only confused because you didn't stop staring at me as if I was a freaking steak you were hungry for." I throw back, ignoring the fact that I was indeed watching him too.

"To be precise, it was your eyes that caught me in the first place", he says while moving closer. "Sure, I drank in the rest of you too you are fucking hot. Oh and no denying, I'd love to eat you out.

But those eyes have mesmerized me. Only one person has ever managed that."

What's this shit about the eyes tonight? Gosh, only looking into his, I'm unable to think straight.

"Tell me why do these eyes fascinate me like that? I feel like drowning in them", he whispers as he is right in front of me, pushing me slightly against the tree.

Damn I know I should feel frightened and trapped, but my body tells me something completely different right now. Yet I try to think of one sensible sentence.

"Is this your way of getting girls, who have turned you down? Acting gentlemen telling them about their eyes to get them into bed. You don't seem to know the word no."

"Do I look like I need to beg girls to get into bed with me? Believe me, I could pick any of them up there and I usually do. But right now, I want to smash my lips on yours, taste them, watch those eyes while I please your body again and again."

My body betrays me and tenses up more and more at his words. "I am here with your friend Evans", I give it another try while feeling how my heartbeat increases.

"He's busy, and he won't find out if you don't want to. I swear I am not going to do anything with you, you don't want to do, that's the only off limit for me. Otherwise I would do anything to please you tonight. You've captured me, Statement girl", he uses Evans term.

His body moves even closer, I feel his breath on my skin giving me sweet shivers. "I want to do naughty things with those wonderful full lips and that god sent body of yours. And I promise you will enjoy every second of it. It's a one-off thing, but you'll have a great night, and I will do anything to satisfy you." Every single word leaving his mouth sends heat waves through my body.

"You are very sure of yourself", I whisper sounding desperate instead of distant as intended.

Fuck I am failing totally to resist him. Just like he said about my eyes, his have mesmerized me too. I could drown in them, they seem so familiar and even without his perfect body, his tattoos, his full lips and that perfect jawline, his eyes just do me in.

Feeling his heat radiate against my body isn't exactly helping to clear my mind. It's been too long I have been with a guy. His lips are only inches away, his hands land on my waist. Feeling his hands on my bare skin seems to send even more heat waves throughout my body.

"Don't tell me you can't feel it. Because I can hear you are breathing heavier. I can feel your skin reacting to me, and I can see the lust in your eyes."

"I am so not. You are too full of yourself. I should be leaving."

He moves even closer, closing that last gap between us.

"Then why are you still here?", he whispers in my ear, while his other hand is swiftly brushing over my skin on the neck. Gosh, it feels so good. I bite my lip and stay in place instead of moving. He lowers his face, I can feel his breath against my neck, his lips not touching my skin but obviously nearly. My heartbeat speeds up the same as my breathing.

"So, your neck is one of your sweet spots", he states and brushes very slightly with his lips over it.

Fuck I should really be leaving. There's Evans inside he seems a nice guy, I like him. Then again, my body is telling me something different right now. Fuck, fuck, fuck why is my body betraying me like this right now? I know nothing about him, besides him being a jerk and womanizer. But well, it's not like I want to date him. It's all about having fun, right? That's what I am here for.