College Party II
For me, Alejandro has destroyed every other mediocre boy. To get back to where I just was, I sigh and try to close my eyes, but the boy keeps talking and tries to whisper things in my ear.
Things I really don't want to hear. Thus with an eye roll ,I twirl around and toss my arms around his neck.
"If you don't talk, this will go a lot better." I say, and at my sudden forwardness, I see his Adam's apple bob.
Was it due to our proximity? With a gesture he puts his hands on my midsection and guides us to the music.
"You are stunning." I hear him inhale and I admire see his look zeroed in all over. I raise a smile to the man. "I know."
As he dangles his head and seals our lips in a chaste kiss, it's as if he doesn't even hear me and is stuck in his own fog.
It shocks me. He's quick and sloppy, but that pales in comparison to the tiny peck that Alejandro gave me today. The thought of Alejandro kissing me makes my heart skip a beat.
He came up with the idea out of nowhere. His lips were so delicate yet firm. "Sorry, I couldn't resist," He say as I snap out of my thoughts and pull away to open my eyes.
He doesn't sound sorry, even though his hooded eyes are on my lips. I was doing what? I take advantage of Jersey Boy's lazy smile and turn around and walk away.
This night was a flat out calamity and I needed just to return home. I make my way through the crowd to the house's porch, where I look back and see him rushing after me.
He pulls me back by gently grasping my wrist. "Not so quickly." His arms fold over me and his hand lays on my butt. "Get your hands off my butt." I am not amused.
I get the impression that he isn't even paying attention to me because he bites his lip and looks down at me.
"Are you just going to make fun of me in that way and then leave?" "Yeah." I'm not in that frame of mind thus I give him a devoid look.
"Get off, I don't even know you." He runs away from me. After allowing me to proceed down the steps onto the lawn, I feel him once more grip my wrist. "Okay, I was just joking" . Learn to laugh at yourself.
"Just kissing is fine with me," he says as he smiles and pulls me back into him with his hands now on my hips.
As he touches my lips to his with a dipping of his head, he murmurs. I huff baffled and don't respond.
I could have done without him taking care of me like I was some cloth doll thus I pull back by and by, "No. I said I'm finished, I'm leaving."
I drive away from him however he doesn't let me go, truth be told, his jaw tenses in disturbance and his hold on my hips fix.
"Seriously?" He pisses. I couldn't deal with him because I was too drunk. He seemed harmless, but when I realized what was going on, my confidence started to shake.
I was by myself. I didn't have anyone else, Mason was long gone, and this boy didn't seem to want to listen.
Things were fine now yet they could heighten rapidly assuming that I adopted some unacceptable strategy.
After looking around, the only people I see are the ones dry humping on the front porch, and I start considering my options.
But he grabs my attention once more by tightening his grip on my hips before I can really think about it.
"Get off of me or I'll fucking scream," I tell him as I look up at him without feeling anything. I say it, my voice sounding more confident than I actually am.
You never show them that you are weak. Before his eyes narrow, he blinks at me in disbelief, "Go ahead, no one will hear you over the music."
I gaze the blockhead in the eye and the second I see the little fulfilled grin he's wearing, I open my mouth and shout, squarely in front of him. High-pitched, ear-piercing Bloody Mary scream.
I tried my hand at singing, and my voice was so good that I could talk to him for so long that his eardrums would explode before I was done.
He sneers and covers my mouth with his palm to silence me. However, I do not, as my screams are now muffled by his palm.
"Shit, you whiny little pig," I say. I instinctively flinch and close my eyes, thinking he's going to hit me, as he growls.
After I hear nothing from him, I stop screaming and open my eyes, only for them to widen as I repeatedly blink to see if I'm seeing things correctly.
Jersey Boy is standing there, completely frozen. His wide eyes meeting my befuddled ones as Alejandro remains behind him with his hand holding the rear of Jersey Kid's neck in a bad habit like grasp as Alejandro talks modest in his ear.
Although the lethal expression on Alejandro's face and the muffled voice in Jersey Boy's ear suggest otherwise, I have no idea what he was saying.
Jersey Boy's expression of pure fear is evidence of that.
As the boy puts his hand on my mouth and starts to sweat profusely, Alejandro's head turns and his irate eyes meet my shocked and confused ones.
I roll my lips and squint my face because I don't want to taste his foul sweat. "Now. You should get away from her. In the same composed voice, Alejandro asserts that nothing of the sort is promised.
Jersey Boy shakes his hand off and then takes a quick step away. I jump at the chance to sprint over to Alejandro and smash my head into his chest.
I was still a little plastered and dazed Camila needed to feel Alejandro close to her.
I feel Alejandro's hand move to gently stroke the back of my head as he lowers his head as he wraps his arm around me to protect me.
"Is there any other way he touched or hurt you?" He asks me gently, but the tension in his voice tells me he's trying to relax.
I give Alejandro's chest a head shake. I just wanted to go home and didn't want things to get any worse. "I Just want to go home," I said.
I'm really not in the mood, but I know Alejandro won't just leave it because he keeps staring down the boy. I blink up at him after tugging on his shirt until he looks down at me.
"Please?" I try to say in a whisper that I don't want him to do anything else. The mere presence here sufficed.
He continues to be reluctant, but he gives me permission to turn and pull him away from the lawn and toward the street.
Even though it took a lot of him to simply walk away, it was in his best interest. He didn't should manage some dumb undergrad.
It wasn't worth it, and the way he left the boy staring at us made it appear as though he was trying not to pee his pants.
I briefly wonder what he said to the boy to frighten him, but since I was with Alejandro, I really didn't care.
It appeared to be a cosmic signal attempting to bring us closer together.
As I lead us down the street, I look around for Alejandro's car but can't find it.
"Where were you? But before I can continue, he slams me to his chest in a crushing hug and suddenly pulls me back into his arms.
I'm completely taken aback by this because, with the exception of the peck earlier today, he had never initiated any kind of intimacy of this kind.
I'm not complaining because I have no idea why he's holding me this way. especially when he kisses my temple and burys his head in my hair. Inhaling his fresh, masculine scent, I eagerly wrap my arms around his torso.
"Grazie a Dio stai bene," He mumbles into my hair and my lips part in shock as I pull back to gaze at him. (Thank God you are okay ) Before grabbing my face in his hands, his flickering eyes scan me from head to toe.
He looks nearly... stressed. "No doubt about it?" I furrow my eyebrows at the apparent extent of his distress as he breathes as if he is trying to convince himself.
"If that's what you're worried about, he didn't do anything to me." I mutter. He gestures distractedly as he glances around, tucking me under his arm and driving me not too far off towards his vehicle.
Principessa, "Let's go home." "Are things in order?" I wonder how my body is waking up.
His eyes gleam around us each couple of seconds and it puts me at edge. "What's happening?" He grabs my face as he opens the door on the passenger side and gives me a small peck on the lips. "Go sit, nothing." He has initiated a second kiss like that.
As I listen to what he has to say, all of my previous worries dissolve as my insides heat up. He kissed me, once more.
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