Chapter one
Morgana noticed the dark haired skinny boy talking to Arthur and started to push her way through the crowd of hot, dancing bodies to reach them. She watched as her brother leaned closely to the dark haired boy, whispering something in his ear. She couldn't see his face but she could tell by the way he moved his hand to his face that he was blushing. What could her brother be saying to this boy that would cause him to blush? She thought to herself. Arthur walked away from the boy leaving him alone.
She paused behind the skinny boy before clearing her throat loudly. He turned around quickly, his eyes resting on her face before he looked her up and down. He spent what seemed like a lifetime taking in her outfit. She was suddenly glad that she had chosen a tight black sequined dress that showed the entirety of her back and stopped just above the top of her bottom. She had chosen candy red stiletto heels and matching lipstick, her face plastered heavily with dark eye shadow and thick dark eyeliner that flicked out at the sides. She looked hot and she was glad in this moment when she saw the face of this dark haired boy.
He had pale skin and an attractive face, mostly built up on his defined cheek bones. Which could cut through metal if given the change, she smirked at the thought. She looked into his deep blue eyes that were outlined by his long dark lashes. She couldn't help but stare at him; she adverted her gaze from his face and focused on the rest of his body. He might have been skinny but he still had defined muscles. The red shirt was buttoned to the neck, the sleeves rolled above his elbows. His skinny black jeans were rested below his lips exposing the waistband of his grey boxers, she noticed he was also wearing combat boots.
"Nice dress, it looks really nice on you." His voice breaks through the loud music. His voice snaps he from her daze and she looks into his eyes again.
"Thanks" she started "I saw you talking to Arthur, do you know him well?"
His blushed at the mention of Arthur and ran his hand through his hair "Yeah, I've known him for years. He actually introduced me to the company and changed my life." He says robotically as if rehearsed. "Shit, I'm forgot to introduce myself I'm Merlin." He blurts out, reaching his hand forward clumsily. She extends her arm" forward also.
"Mor…" she begins before being pushed forward by a group of excited dancers, crashing against Merlin's body. One of his arms falls around her, stopping her falling as she trips over her heels. His hand that was outstretched is pushed against the inside of her thigh, she looks up at Merlin awkwardly before pushing away from him. Pink spreads across her cheeks at the thought of his warm hand pressed against her bare leg.
"Wait" she starts "are you Merlin Emrys? She says quickly, looking rather excited.
"Umm..." he pauses before leaning towards her "Yeah. Yeah that's me."
She gasps, letting her mouth fall open "that's how Arthur knows you. He introduced you to the company and ever since you've been making music, acting and modelling since you were eighteen right?"
He smiled politely at her before going into a rehearsed speech "Yeah that's me. I'm very flattered that the recognition but seriously I am a normal guy who wants normal things…" Morgana cuts him off abruptly, placing her finger on his lips which are warm against her cold hands.
"I'm…" she started again but was interrupted by Arthur's loud approach. They both turned, watching him approach and Morgana quickly moved her hand away from his lips, placing her arm back at her side.
"Merlin" he beckoned "I see you've met the women of the hour, my sister Morgana" the blonde bombshell declares, eyeing up the pair.
Merlin's head snapped back from Arthur and his eyes rest on Morgana's once more, he looks at her shocked. He speaks slowly "yes, I have had the pleasure." Before lowering her gaze and moving away from her to face Arthur again.
Morgana forces a smile to hide the sadness she feels now that Merlin has moved away from her. Why am I sad? She thinks to herself and shakes the thought from her head.
"So Morrrgana" Arthur slurs at her, waving his finger in her direction "how does it feel being twenty-twenty two?"
"I…I haven't had time to think about it" she replied quickly, pushing the lose strands of hair away from her face.
"come on Morgana, there must be soomethin..think" he slurs again and Morgana cannot help but roll her eyes at him.
"Well Arthur if you insist upon an answer then I would have to say, the freedom"
Arthur began to laugh wildly at her, she watched as his face turned red. She watched him furiously, scowling at him as he continued to laugh in a melodramatic way.
Merlin looked at her apologetically and then continued, covering up for Arthur. "what do you mean freedom?" he asked politely.
"Well I dropped out of University when I released that studying business was not the career path I want to follow, I unlike my father and brother do not wish to run a major co-operation. I want purely to do what makes me happy." Morgana said automatically, she hadn't given it a second thought but just said it because she knew that it was the truth.
"What does make you happy Morgana?" he asked, ignoring the drunk Arthur who was now sitting on a chair behind them talking to Leon and Percival. A group of men who Arthur was unfamiliar with sat next to them.
"Well I…I" she started, she looked up at him. Her eyes meeting his "honestly, I couldn't live without music. It's the only thing that nobody can ever replace. It's always there, it's constant" she is suddenly aware of his hot gaze on hers "but that sounds stupid." She finished embarrassingly.
"That doesn't sound stupid at all." He says leaning towards her, his breath hot against her neck. Morgana inhaled sharply, fighting the urge to kiss him.
"Right now though, I'm doing some modelling for the company. My father thinks it would increase publicity."
"That sounds great, you have the perfect body for a model." He says calmly.
"Do I?" she asks in disbelief.
He laughs, a smile settling on his face "Yeah, you have the right figure for the job. A small waist and great curves, your legs are nice and long as well. Your boobs are larger than normal though."
She looks at him shocked at his openness, gaping at him "are you gay Merlin?" she asks abruptly.
"No, I'm not gay Morgana" he says quickly "I'm bisexual."
"Ohhh" she manages before blushing.
"I just model a lot, so I know what they are looking for. I know what makes a good model." He mutters filling in the silence. "if you ever want any help, I'm always here." He reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a slightly bent card. He hands it to her, their hands brushing together gently. The warmth of his hand against hers made her look up to him. He looked away, she tried to hide her disappointment by smiling and grabbing the card before excusing herself.
"I should go find…" she started before turning away and quickly walking away from Merlin, who stood watching her leave. He felt a sharp pain in his chest as he watched her move away through the crowds of dancing people.