Chapter Four

"Oh my God, get out you fucking pervert!"

Well there was a first time for everything, and this party seemed like it was a first for most things. First time my lucky number had failed me. First time I'd witnessed people having sex. First time I'd been called a pervert. Well first time I'd been called a pervert by a girl.

I stood speechless at the couple in front of me, the girl was blonde, had big boobs and a great figure, her face was plastered in make-up, so much it made her look slightly fake and shiny. Her lips looked red and plump, but that wasn't the effect of her lipstick because they looked sore aswell. Her voice was high and nasally, either from the shock of being caught having sex or it was her natural pitch. I was betting on it being her natural pitch. She still had on her dress but I could see she was desperately trying to hike it down from where it had gathered at her waist. She was your typical blonde bimbo, that much I could tell.

He on the other hand. He looked like something off of the pages of GQ magazine, he had coppery brown hair that had a slight quiff to it at the front. It looked like his hands had run through it one too many times. But then again, he had just been having sex. My hands itched to run through his hair, it looked so, so inviting.

His eyes were golden and so mesmerizing it was hard to look away. I wanted to fall into them. He was naked from the waist up and I could tell he was a frequent gym go-er. His body was lean, with slight muscle and he looked to be over 6ft atleast. 6ft of pure perfection.

He was pale like me, but unlike me, it suited him. Infact it made him even more attractive.

I watched as his golden eyes narrowed in on me and I racked my brain trying to find something to say but it was becoming difficult for me to process anything.

"Are you deaf?"

The girls painfully loud voice snapped me out of my stare. I wanted to throttle her for making me move my eyes from this godlike man. Then I realised I was being stupid and thanked her, not out loud though, that would be pushing it, and she was still annoying.

"With the rate you're going, I wouldn't be suprised if I did end up deaf tonight."

I saw him laugh a little from the corner of my eye and my heart literally skipped a beat. He was perfect, absolutely perfect. Blondies face turned sour, she was obviously not happy about being laughed at. Especially when she didn't even seem to understand what I had said.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

Her voice grew louder and higher and I watched him flinch. She looked over at him, probably wondering why he looked pained and turned her attention back to me.

"Seriously, do you not hear yourself right now?"

I laughed a little and watched her mouth become a fine line, she didn't reply for a few seconds, her brain was probably still trying to understand what I meant. I felt my pussy clench and remembered why I had stumbled upon these two in the first place. Even though it was sad to leave this godlike man without speaking to him, I figured I was nowhere near his type anyway, so there wasn't much point in sticking around.

"Right, well as much as I'd like to stick around and chat with you all night, I have things to attend to, just pretend I was never here."

I walked to the door, ready to open it when he spoke. I swear to God my pussy tingled, and not because I needed to pee this time. His voice ran across my body, giving me goose-bumps, damn he even had a perfect voice. Was there anything wrong with this man?

"Third door on the right."

God knows what he was going on about though. I turned back to look at him (which was not hard at all) and sent him a questioning look.

"I assume you were looking for a bathroom? Third door on the right. Oh and be sure to knock this time before you walk right in. You never know what you might be disturbing."

Right, well that did it. Why did he have to open his mouth? I would have rather fantasised about him from afar, I would have made him out to be clever, funny, nice, maybe studying medicine or even law. But no, he had opened his mouth, spoke and ruined my fantasy.

Instead he was cocky, rude and probably an egotistical jerk. I was disgusted with myself for ever being rendered speechless by him and his goodlooks. I mean, I'd literally caught him having sex in a store room with a girl who probably had an IQ the size of my waist, and even then I was being generous. Let's not forget that he was doing all this while at a very public party. My thoughts towards him turned bitter and it felt like the wool had been pulled from over my eyes.

"Oh I'm sorry, but how about next time you lock the door, or erm, I don't know, maybe not have sex at a party where there's over two hundred other people at? Oh and to be honest, it didn't sound like I was disturbing much, maybe you want to work on your skills dude."

Looks like bitchy Bella came out too play.

I didn't wait to see what his reaction would be, no doubt either anger or pure shock. No guy would like being told that he needed to brush up on his skills, especially infront of another girl. I had no doubt in my mind he was probably an exceptional lover, not that I'd ever find out after what I'd just said.

I'd be lucky to even speak to him again, let alone fuck.

Stop it Bella, he isn't even worth your time, his rude, arrogant, cocky, vain, hot, perf- NO.

I refused to let my mind think good things about him, and opened up the third door on the right. I knocked before doing this ofcourse.

Needless to say three is now my lucky number.

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