"I will give you Three minutes to rephrase that" I said as I crossed my arms and stared at him for a while, he crossed his arms over his chest too and stared back with a really big arrogant smile, I swear I could just slap him right now.
"I'm not even sorry" He said, he looked pretty amused.
"You manipulated me to come because deep down you knew I wasn't going to come in the first place" I accused him, he just shrugged his shoulders and stared at me with those bright blue eyes every girl on campus loved and I hated with a passion "You're just giving me more reasons to hate you and every basketball player on this earth, you're all the same" He stared at me with confusion filling his pretty eyes, I'm sure he knows there's something more behind what I just said but I wasn't going to explain myself and specially not to him. "You're happy now? Can I leave?" I simply said; I wanted to leave this place as fast as I could, every inch of my body was telling me to run away.
He seemed to be thinking it for a while, he twisted a lock of his dirty blonde hair between his fingers as he thought about it, and then he bit his lip when he looked at me shaking his head.
"I'm not ready to let you go already" He said and the arrogant smile was back.
"Why would you want to hold me here?" I Exclaimed totally frustrated, I didn't want to be there and there was nothing for me to do in that stupid party.
"You'll see" He said and without my permission he grabbed my hand and pulled me to the kitchen of the frat house, he waved at some of his friends and then grabbed a cup of whatever they were serving. "Want something to drink?" He asked me as he grabbed another red plastic cup and gave it to me, I looked at the dark liquid and smelled it before putting it back on the table, I sure didn't like alcohol at all.
"I don't drink alcohol" I simply said.
"Why?" He asked me, a sincere curious expression covered his face.
"Do I need a reason?"
"No…but it seems like you do" He said as he took a sip of his red cup and looked at it like he was evaluating it.
"Well if you must know it makes people lose control of themselves and I like to be in control of my actions" I replied with my arms crossed over my chest, he looked at me with interest filling his eyes and then looked back at the glass he was holding, he thought about it for a while and his fingers played with his hair again. He then put the glass back on the table and smiled then his bright blue eyes looked at me.
"You're right" He grabbed my hand again and pulled me to the improvised dance floor, Fine China by Chris Brown was playing loud through the speakers, I looked at the people moving around the dance floor like their lives depended on it, some of them were actually really good but others looked very pathetic to me. "Wanna dance?" He asked me, I looked at him, really?
"What? With you? You're kidding right?" I smiled at how stupid that idea was.
He frowned as he stared at me, like he couldn't see what was wrong with what he just suggested. He couldn't really be thinking that after he forced me to come to this party and forced me to stay I was gonna dance with him and pretend that was enjoying the whole thing when I sure as hell wasn't.
"I'm here against my will; do you really believe I want to dance with you?" I said. He bit his lower lip in frustration and crossed his arms for a while, as a five year old that wouldn't get his favorite candy when he wanted to, after a while he shrugged and asked another girl to dance, she gladly accepted and walked with him to the center of the dance floor. The song was over and TKO by Justin Timberlake started to play, I really love that song.
"What are you doing here?" A voice said into my ear, I jumped a little bit and looked back to find the guy from yesterday standing behind me, his blonde hair was looking wild but I bet he spent hours to make it look that way. His stare seemed bored and indifferent; there was something about him that just didn't match this place.
"I'm being held against my will" I explained because it was very obvious I didn't match the place either. A small smile covered his lips and he looked down at his glass.
"But he doesn't seem to be interest in you at all" He pointed in Troy's direction, he was grabbing that poor girl's ass and she was desperately grinding on him.
"And I don't even care, I just wanna leave" I said as I looked down at my feet, I couldn't care less about Troy, I only wanted to go back so I could read my book.
"I bet he does care" He said, his smile was bigger now as he stared at Troy with a mean look.
"You think?" I was confused, he didn't know me that much so I don't think he truly cared about me like that, it was completely impossible and by the way he was biting on her neck and smiling in complete lust it sure didn't seemed like he cared. "I doubt that"
"Trust me…he does" the guy said "Let's disappear" He had to be joking! I mean, I didn't trust Troy but what made him believe I would trust him, I didn't even know his name.
"With you?" I smiled "I don't even know your name" I crossed my arms and ignored his surprised look.
"I'm Ryan" He simply said "And I know a quiet place"
Well as much as I didn't trust the guy, a quiet place had a nice sound, I shrugged my shoulders.
"Lead the way" I said, he smiled and walked to the kitchen, he didn't look back to make sure I was following him, and I was. He took the kitchen stairs and I followed him, soon we were walking down the hall and he opened a small door and led me to what it seemed to be a music room, there were instruments everywhere and in the very instant he closed the door the sound of the loud music stopped.
"Its sound prove, nothing comes in, nothing goes out" he said, I then felt like it was a bad idea to be there. He sat down over the piano and started to play an unknown song. I took that time to look around and touch the instruments, I love music, one of the only things in this life I have a deep passion for, I saw a couple of guitars, a bass, drums…
"How many instruments do you play?" I asked him.
"Three and I also sing" he said, he looked very proud about it "but I don't like to brag about it" He looked back over his shoulder with a smile.
"Sure" I said with a slight sarcasm filling my voice. I then heard the sweet notes of Coldplay's Clocks, I simply loved that song.
"The lights go out and I can't be saved, tides that I tried to swim against, have brought me down upon my knees oh I beg, I beg and plead singing" His sweet voice filled the room and I saw amazed how he played every note without failing once, his hands moved over the piano with no effort and it almost seemed like he wasn't even touching the keys.
Suddenly the door busted open and the loud music broke the atmosphere inside the room, I looked back to find Troy standing there with a very upset look on his face, he walked over to us with confidence, he grabbed my arm and pulled me away from Ryan.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" He said as he pushed Ryan off the Piano, Ryan just stared at Troy with his indifferent look not really caring about the whole scene.
"She was bored Troy" He simply said.
"She's off the limits!" Troy exclaimed, what did he mean by that? And why does he keep saying it?
"Is she?" Ryan smiled at Troy and I had the feeling he was almost daring him to punch him in the nose, Troy looked to be really close to it.
"Stay away from her!" Troy yelled and grabbed my hand and pulled me to the door. The room was no longer in silence because the open door let the loud music in, Ryan stared at me with a small smile hanging on his lips.
"Told you" He said to me which made Troy growl and pull me harder. What did he mean by that? He told me what.
I bet he does care
Trust me…He does
His words started to play over and over inside my head, so that meant he knew Troy was going to be like this? Did he ask me to go upstairs on purpose just to see Troy's reaction? I was confused and I frowned as I saw how Troy dragged me over the halls with a frown covering his face, he was also biting his lower lip furiously.
I didn't understand this
And I didn't like it one bit.
To be continued