Talk!!

I turn to see this unruly person and of course, its gaze boy.. I mean, Desmond. He pulls me while Gabby and Tori watch in silence. Gabby wants to protest but Tori grabs her shoulder. Stoping her.

I follow Desmond like a little girl being pulled by her father. We keep going towards where I have no idea. All this while, my gaze is fixed on his curly brown hair and his perfect fingers. His face so straight I wonder if he even knows what the word smile means. How can someone so good looking be so... Him!?.

Wait a minute, what am i doing!?. He keeps pulling me till we move into the mansion.

Sonia!?. He's doing it again. Pulling you about like his little puppy and again your stupidly not protesting!. Wait, does he know about that last night!?.

He suddenly stops when we are far enough from the crowd and alone.

"What's going on!? " his perfect British accent booms.

"I... I don't know what yo