When these boys said party...they meant it.
It felt like endless hours of laughing, loud music, dancing, smoking, and running around like wild animals gone ballistic. Paul even let me ride his skateboard around the cave-like structure. Dwayne joined in a little, but we could all tell his focus was on something else…
You.
I was sitting in between Dwayne and Paul when Jules voice came from behind me. I tried to ignore her but she wasn't having it.
Are you crazy Wisteria? Like are you ACTUALLY nuts? She was flailing her arms around, standing feet in front of the couch. Marko was sitting on the fountain , David in his chair. Star and Laddie were in their own little bed.
I just shook my head, looking at her with the coldest look i could. I didn't want her to ruin this.
Wisteria, listen to me, these guys are BAD, i can feel it. You don't even know them! They wear leather and listen to heavy metal and ride motorcycles! They are bad news Wisty im serious.
Again, i turned my head towards paul, ignoring her as we laughed about Markos choice of hairstyle.
It looks like a bunch of Ramen on his head He chuckled and i let out a loud laugh, leaning back on Dwayne. Just as i thought she was gone, Jules once again stood in front of me, closer this time.
Do you even know what time it is?
My ears perked and i looked up at her quickly, my mouth hung open slightly. She was right, i had no clue what time it was. I was too scared to look down at my watch. I felt a hand on my shoulder and my head snapped at Dwayne.
What's wrong? His eyes seemed serious and yet..genuinely concerned. I just laughed it off and glanced at my watch, my heart started racing and i stood up quickly turning to them.
I have to go I stated quickly, shifted uncomfortably under all of their stares
awwww why dollface? It's still so early Paul whined from the couch. He reminded me of a small child, crying for his mommy as she leaves for work.
It's Three A.m Paul I chuckled nervously, I was supposed to be home at eleven-Thirty.
With that, Dwayne stood up and wrapped his arm around my shoulder, pushing me gently to the Opening in the cave. C'mon i'll take you home His gravelly voice flowed through my body like butter. I waved to everyone and said my goodbyes, promising to be back soon. Was i going to hold myself to that? I don't know yet..
Dwayne led me out into the crisp air, goosebumps formed across my skin like tiny mountains. I followed him as he led me up the stairs, at this point our hands were clasped loosely, as if we were afraid to hold hands. He walked slowly, but his steps were still a significant amount bigger than mine. We walked until the bikes were in view. I could feel my excitement bubbling, i loved bikes, but i never had the opportunity to ride them.
We walked around the first three, stopping in front of his as he got on first, swinging his leg over the side like he had done it a hundred times -looking back on it he probably has - . He offered me his hand. Helping me over the side. I struggled a bit, my legs weren't all that long, but i managed to get myself in the seat without too much embarrassment.
He started me bike, the engine revving loudly. I could feel the vibrations through my legs. Are you good back there? HE turned his head, and for once, i really got a good look at him. His Long black hair swept almost-perfectly across his forehead and down his back. His tanned skin seemed to almost glisten under the moonlight, and his eyes.. They were almost black but they had something behind them, some sort of feeling.
I guess i zoned out because before i knew it he was waving his hand in front of my face, You okay there? He let out a deep snicker, and the sound made my stomach fill with butterflies and my heart seemed to melt. I coughed and nodded, laughing nervously. Yeaah sorry i just.. I don't know.. i was desperately looking for an excuse before he thought i was completely crazy.
It just looks so beautiful tonight I lied, trying to cover my tracks. Yeah he smiled cooly, It is beautiful.
I let out a breath of relief as he sped off into the darkness of the trees. I wrapped my arms around his waist tighter, hugging him closer than i realized. I set my head on his shoulder slowly, breathing in the smell of cologne. It had become my favorite smell. I hadn't realized how tired i was until that moment. I hadn't gotten much sleep lately and i just felt so comfortable around him.
And boy he sure knew his way with a bike. Despite the curves, hills, and bumps in the road, he still managed to drive so smoothly it was almost as if we were flying. And before long he slowed in front of my house. He shut the bike off and helped me back off of the seat. I tripped over the concrete but before i fell he grabbed my arm and pulled me close. My shoulder was against his but my face was merely inches from him. I felt my legs go weak and my breathing hitched in my throat. I don't know what i was expecting but we sat there for longer than a few seconds, unable to move. Finally, he opened his mouth and looked my in my eyes. Good night Wisteria He whispered, letting my arm go. I backed away from the bike slowly, Good night, Dwayne. I nodded back at him as he turned away smiling YOu are something else He kicked his bike on and sped off. I stood there..i don't know how long but i felt like stone. After a few minutes i regained my composure and walked toward the front door,my anxiety growing with every step.
I opened the door slowly, looking around for any sign of Sabrina. The house was dark and cold, which meant she was probably in bed by now. I just hoped she didn't notice i wasn't home. I shut the door quietly, twisting the lock. I hurriedly made my way up the steps, shutting my door behind me. My hand lingered on the handle as i thought about what happened, just feet from my front door. I smiled and let out a small screech, jumping into bed.
I rolled over, smiling to myself as i stared up, my Motley Crue Too fast for love poster hung from the ceiling above my bed. I let out a breathe, my smile widening as i stuck up my hand, my pinky and pointer finger up in the Devil Horns gesture before looking back at the poster;
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