"Crystal?!"
We stared at each other for what felt like hours, I didn't know how to respond to him calling me, should I have been happy or sad to see him. I would admit, I had missed James since he broke up with me, but I also knew he wasn't good for me.
"Baby? What's going on?!" I remember that voice, it was the same voice I heard at the company. I was brought out of trance when I saw her hitch onto his arm and stare at the mess I had made, "hey! Don't you have eyes?! His jumper is so expensive, and you ruined it!" Roxy proceeded to make a scene, and it made people's eyes focus on us.
"I… I…" I stuttered, before my eyes moved to the ground. It really was a mess but, it wasn't my fault, "it was an accident, but he moved in front of me so fast." I spoke up, shaking away any feeling of self-doubt but instead of her understanding, she got mad. So mad that she was turning red.
"You are not even worthy to be walking on the same ground as we, pauper!" she shoved my chest in the most harsh way, and it made me instinctively cross my hands around them, "get lost!" she shouted at me before dragging her boyfriend away from the scene. My roommates didn't come until after they left and guided me to the spot we previously were.
"So sorry that happened Crystal, not everyone is as reasonable as we are." Jemma apologized on behalf of James and Roxy and noticed the redness around my neck, "are you alright? Did she hurt you? I could report—"
"No need to do that Jemma, it wasn't too hard, I'm just a bit tired that's all." I pushed away but deep down, I felt scared of some sort. Was I really going to be in the same school with James? I had no idea he went to DUA or was he just attending the party? The more I thought about it, the more I spaced out.
"Hey Crystal, let me give you some advice, avoid the president's son at all costs. He can be a real jerk sometimes." Nora chipped in, and my eyes widened even more. James was the president's son?! Oh now I am screwed!
"But don't let it get to you, let's go party! The night is still young!" Jemma pulled me to the dance floor to dance with her while Nora went for the drinks. She was right, I shouldn't let it get to me, besides, it was just six months, I can do that without ever speaking to James. In fact, I would just pretend he didn't exist, get my diploma, and I am out of here.
As I danced to my heart's content, the thought of my ex didn't leave me alone like I thought it would have. The relationship I had with James was not a simple one. He was always very secretive when it came to his family and what they did, maybe this was why. Desmond University Of Arts, DUA was founded by the Desmond group, a large enterprise that was founded by the Desmond brothers. The president of the school happened to be one of the Desmond brothers and since James was his son…
I felt like an idiot. He lied to me more than I had thought. I knew James Maithes, not James Desmond. And it was James Desmond that broke my heart and my trust. The emotions were getting heavy, so I moved away from the dance floor to get more drinks. I didn't bother to mix, I took the alcohol straight from the bottle and let it burn my throat until it forced tears away from my eyes. The tears that I so desperately needed to let out.
"Control Crystal, control. You can do this, it is just six months." I gave myself a pep talk, it was six months I needed, and I would be free but i wasnt going to let the presence of the past torture me. Not like this. I took another heavy gulp and the effects of the drink began to mess with my brain and my body. It started as a warm heat in my head then it travelled all around my body and took away my sense of balance. I wasn't one to drink, but this was the only way I could escape.
I went back to the dance floor to have the time of my life, everything was loud and a colourful blur. I'm sure my roommates must have wondered what happened to me and where I got the sudden burst of energy from but either way, they were loving the dancing machine I had become.
It didn't last too long, I was dancing with them one minute and the next, I was dancing with a boy that had challenged me. Like I was gonna let some punk take the title away from me hmph! It was fun, to finally feel happiness course through my blood even though I was slowly getting out of breath. I went to a deserted corner to catch my breath, only for a moment before I entered the dance floor again. My motive was to collapse on the floor and let my roommates take me home, but I needed more energy.
I reached out for the bottle and just as my hand touched the lower half of the spirit drink, another had the upper half. I didn't like the opposition, so I glared at the person who had touched my find, and he glared at me back. It was the same boy I had danced against, and that I defeated, of course, now he was trying to have my drink.
"Let go of it!" The little strength that I had was nothing compared to the mini giant in front of me, no matter how hard I pulled, he didn't budge. He only pulled once and both the bottle and me crashed into his body. He smelled nice.
Really nice.
"I guess the only thing you are good for is dancing!" he screamed the insult, trying to get through the blaring music. Offended, I kicked him in the shin, and he retaliated, giving me an opportunity to snatch the bottle from him and my five seconds to escape. I ran in the other direction, but the bully grabbed my arm, and yanked me back to him, my back against his chest, "you smell nice." he leaned to whisper into my ears, a gentle act of seduction I had never been able to resist.
Despite him being as drunk as I was, it made me stay around him. We danced together more before we started kissing. It was so that we weren't able to resist each other any more. It could have been how gentle he was with me despite being so big or maybe the fact that I didn't stop whining and grinding on him, and he caught on pretty quickly. We shared heat until it was irresistible.
I wanted him. He wanted me too. But there were people around.
He pulled me back, to where it was a bit less occupied and in a few movements, I felt his warmth in between my legs. My cheeks flushed, my head buzzing, "move." he told me what to do and I did. His meat rubbed against my clit, making my juices pour to lubricate, making our outercourse more pleasurable.
I did my best to hinder my moans, but it felt amazing, something so warm and stiff rubbing my clit that way, it would make any girl squeal. My panties had been pushed to the side and each time I completed a cycle of movement, his dick would almost slip in. what started slow and to the beat of the music that was overhead us became hot and frantic when he took the lead. Thrusting into my thighs, teasing my pussy, his hands travelled to my breasts and began to grope them while his other arm was wrapped against my mid-section.
"Fuck!" we cursed at the same time, an incoming orgasm and the fact that I could see my roommates looking for me. It only made it hotter, the fact that we could have been caught, and we were about to cum. The look on their faces as they saw us orgasm together would have been such a nice ending to the secret sex, it made my pussy throb so much that I came hard and so did my partner.
Growling in my ear like an animal while I gasped for breath, it was electric before he slowly let go of me, almost reluctantly. My head was spinning and from there, everything moved so fast. I didn't remember what happened much after my little fun with my party enemy but whatever it was, it got me puking in the toilet while the girls held my hair up and swore they were never going to let me drink again.