It was Saturday night, and my parents were out for the night, it was their anniversary and they decided to make a little trip for a couple of days.

It was being a normal day until the night arrived. When I decided to go to sleep, a loud noise came from the house next door, and then the music, and the lights.

–This can't be happening! –I said to myself. Sebastian was doing a party, and it seemed like I was not going to sleep that night.

"TWINK, STOP YOUR STUPID PARTY, I want to sleep!", I texted to him.

"Make me." He replied. I got up from bed and I put a short tight black dress on, a pair of heels and a pair of earrings. I put some make up on anc I straightened my hair, then I made my way to his house.

"Let's have some fun."

The house was crowded, there was a lot of people dancing, drinking, kissing, and Sebastian was talking with some random guy, probably attempting to take him to his bed.

I turned my look to the DJ, who was checking me out. I smirked and walked towards him.

–Hey, handsome. Why don't you go upstairs with me? –I said with my bitchy voice. The boy just nodded and made his way to the guests' room. I followed him, and when he entered, instead of walking inside, I locked the door quickly and went back to where the music was.

"Idiot."

I looked to all the playlists he had and I smiled when I saw the title "Classical Music". This was going to be fun.

I stopped the current music and I replaced it with the 9th Beethoven Symphony, then I ran so people couldn't notice it was me who changed the CD.

I can't describe how funny Sebastian's expression was when he heard it. He stormed out, asking to everybody "who was the funny one", and people just laughed at him. He was so angry that he told everybody to get out of his house, and all the guests did –including the DJ–, except for me.

–You're very temperamental, Smythe…–I said amused. He looked at me shocked and then smirked, which surprised me.

–You didn't need to do all of this to be alone with me, but I appreciate the effort.

–You're really funny, but no, you told me that I had to stop your party by myself, and that's what I did. Now, I can go to sleep. Excuse me…–I said as I walked to the door, but Sebastian grabbed me by the waist and I turned around nervously.

–Before you go, why don't we seize the opportunity? –he pushed me against the door again and moved even closer. His face was close to mine– I can tell you are nervous when I'm close to you, very cute.

–L-leave me alone Smythe. –I stuttered. His lips moved and stopped right in front of mine, almost touching them.

–Tell me that you don't want to kiss me and I'll let you go. –he whispered, looking into my eyes.

–I d-don't…–I couldn't finish the sentence, because his look was so deep and I wasn't really sure of what I wanted in that moment. I kept silent and he placed his mouth on mine to give me a passionate kiss that I just couldn't break.

His lips were soft and his scent was driving me mad.

I placed my arms around him and he placed his hand in my back, and stroking it slowly he unzipped my dress; I let it fall to the floor, and I hopped to him, placing my legs around his waist. Sebastian, holding me, started to go upstairs. He opened his door and placed me on his bed. Still kissing me, he took off his shoes and placed his body over mine.

Just because we both needed to breathe, I pulled back. I started to unzip his shirt and when I finished, he pulled it off; then the same happened with his trousers, and my shoes.

While kissing my neck, he took my underwear off, and I did the same, leaving us completely naked.

The next morning, I woke up with his arm around my shoulder, and my head was on his chest; we were covered just for a sheet. Instead of running away from him, an impulse made me kiss him, which awoke him. And him, instead of pulling back, he kissed me back, stroking my arm.

–Good morning Lopez. –he said as he pulled back slowly.

–Good morning, Smythe.

–Why was that?

–What?

–The kiss. –he answered. I blushed slightly.

–I-I don't know. –I said nervously.

–You like me.

–No, I don't. Last night didn't mean anything.

–I'm not sure of that. You were really sincere with me. –he smirked.

–I was high; people always say fool things when they're high.

–And you were high because you like me.

–What's the point of knowing if I like you or not? After all, this was just a one night stand.

–Well, I'd change my mind if you are willing to repeat this meeting. –he said shrugging.

–I will think about it. –I said as I got up. He followed me with his eyes, but not in a pervert way, he was just looking at me. I put my underwear on and I went downstairs, where my dress was. I put it on and then I came back to Sebastian's room, to put my heels on. He put a towel around his waist.

–Goodbye, twink. –I said, looking at him and biting my lip slightly.

–See you soon. –he answered smirking. I just rolled my eyes smiling and made my way out of his house.