A/N: Next chapter will have Nick's point of view too, as well as Lucy's! :D

Chapter 7

+Lucy+

I twisted a lock of my hair between my fingers, feeling tense. Then place we were in was so not my scene. Snotty, rich people surrounded me and Nick, not to mention that my brother was here with that Stella bitch and that this was his third shot of tequila and the party had just started half an hour ago. "Stop fidgeting, you look great." Nick said.

"I wish that how I looked was the problem. God, this is stupid. I should have never come, let alone drag you with me. It's so boring here!"

"Yeah, to tell you the truth I suspect that that woman over there us either falling to sleep or about to die." he told me with a smile as he nodded discreetly towards an old lady trying to keep her eyes open. I chuckled lightly. It really was a funny sight.

"Come on," he said to me. Much to my surprise, he took my hand in his and directed us towards the dance floor. I giggled lightly. "Are you serious? They're playing a slow song." I said, though secretly I didn't mind dancing with him. Just feeling his arms around my waist would be enough. God, this was so not good. One night alone with him and I was already getting addicted to him. Maybe his vampire pheromones were working on me after all.

Stupid pheromones.

Stupid irresistible Nick.

"So, that doesn't mean we can't dance. Don't worry, I won't let your clumsy self fall and break your neck, Lucky." he said with a teasing grin. I grinned back.

"Ah, I was starting to get worried. Good to have you back, Nicky." I said and patted his back playfully. He turned around and hesitantly, as if he was considering his actions, he pulled out his hands. I took his hands in mine and put them softly on my waist. He smiled at me and in return put my arms around his neck. We swayed softly to the rhythm, our eyes never leaving each other's.

"So this is nice." I said to avoid the silence. "Yeah, it is. I don't think that we've ever spent this much time together without fighting." he said. I shook my head. "I don't think we've ever spent this much time together in the same room!" he cracked a smile.

"So..."

"So what?" I asked him.

"Tell me a little bit about yourself." I laughed out loud.

"What do you want to know about me that you don't already know?"

"What size bra do you wear?" he asked me teasingly. My cheeks reddened instantly. "Nick!" I hissed at him as I punched his arm.

He chuckled at my reaction. "Kidding. Um... So let's see... okay. Why haven't you redecorated your room? No offence but it looks like a freaking doll house." I chuckled. Yeah, the pink walls, toy tea set and sea of soft toys in my room did leave one a little freaked. "Well, truth be told, I didn't have the time. My dad disappeared when I had just celebrated my tenth birthday. After that, well, you know how things are now. My room is the least of my worries." I answered solemnly.

"Oh." was all he said. The cheerful mood we were in had suddenly turned chilly. I frowned as I didn't want our talk to take this rough turn.

"I answered your question now it's only fair that you answer one of mine." I smiled to lighten mood. Nick grinned back. "Ask away."

I racked my mind for a question. "Okay, so are you in a relationship and if not describe your crush." I bit my tongue. Yeah, Lucy, way to seem cool and uncaring.

"And why would you want to know about that?" well, now that I asked him, might as well get over with it.

"It's my turn. You can ask me later."

"I'm not in a relationship, but I do have a crush. She has chocolate brown eyes. Those kind of eyes that seem as if they're always smiling. And she's got this teasing smile that makes me smile just by looking at her. She has brown hair, she's slim."

I grimaced. Who was he crushing on? A freaking supermodel? "It's Megan Fox, isn't it?"

"No! Megan was cool and hot at first but then she go those lips implants and she looks as if she's made of plastic. The girl I like is much more real than that." Okay, so I knew one thing for sure. I'd rather know that he was crushing on Megan Fox, cause then I'd know that the chances of seeing him with her were much slimmer than seeing him with some lucky girl who looked like freaking Megan Fox!

God! I needed to calm down.

"Lucy? Lucy, I've asked you a question." I heard Nick inform me.

I admit that I hadn't paid attention to a single thing he said. "I'm sorry, what?"

He surprised me; as I'd never bought he's ask that question. "Describe me your first boyfriend."

"Pass."

"No fair! There's no passes. Answer the question." I glared at him. That was a question I truly dreaded and didn't want to answer.

"His name was Jules Crawford. It was during freshman year two years ago. He lost a bet with my brother so to make a fool out of him, Josh told him to make me fall for him and just as we would be about to kiss, he'd tell me that it was just a bet." I muttered lowly. I looked down in embarrassment.

"Lucy." I still didn't answer. He made me look up.

"Stop giving me reasons to murder your brother please." I smiled at his expression. He looked so protective over me I couldn't help but feel happy. "But anyway, Jules or whatever he was called was a fool. He'd be lucky to get a girl like you." My smile automatically broadened at his words.

"A girl like what?"

"Well, you've looked at the mirror. You know how you look." He mumbled as a pale pink tint covered his cheeks.

"No, I think I forgot. How do I look to you? That's my question. Answer it." I said with a smirk. "And be honest."

He looked down in embarrassment. "Uh-uh. Look in my eyes when you talk. He sighed and looked up. "Fine. You look really hot."

"Really?" I asked goofily. Apparently my voice made him crack up enough to get back his cockiness.

"You underestimate yourself. You're a beautiful girl. Any man would be lucky to have you." somehow we had gotten closer together, to a point where our stomachs were pressed together. His finger was tracing circles on the small of my back, making my body quiver under his touch, while my fingers played with the short black locks of hair at the back of his head. We closed in on those few inches separating our lips but just as we were about to kiss I felt someone tap on my shoulder. I turned around and found Josh standing in front of me.

"Can I talk to you?" he asked me, yet he wasn't looking at me, he was looking at Nick as if to challenge him.

"Seriously? Now? We were kind of in the middle of something." I pointed out. He smiled cockily at me.

"Come on, Lucy. It's always the time to talk to my favourite sister."

"I'm your only sister, you idiot." I sighed and snuck a glance at Nick who was getting deadlier by the second. "Nick, I'll be back in sec, 'kay?"

He nodded reluctantly and stepped in front of me and eyeballed Josh. "Hurt her and you're dead." he whispered, barely loud enough for me to hear.

Josh snorted in his face. "You funny rich boys think you're so strong, don't you? You act like you can own everybody." I pulled Josh by the arm. "You're not going to start a fight during mum's wedding, Josh." I gave Nick a look that said that we were going to chat later. Just as Josh and I were making our way further across the half empty dance floor, I saw Stella, my brother's date, making her way towards a very tense Nick. I gritted my teeth together. If that bitch tried to fuck around with my man I would make sure to personally snap every bone in her skinny booty. The insolent little-

Oh my holy cheesecakes. Did I just call Nick mine? Nick was my nothing except for my pain in the ass. Oh God, this was not good. I could deny it all I wanted but I was falling for him. I bit my lip, knowing that my emotions for Nick could only cause me heart ache. I was way out of his league and I knew it. Compared to him I was well... plain. Not to mention that I came from a horrible family background while he had a prosperous family.

But the biggest downer of all was the fact that he was a vampire, which not only threw me on different leagues but also in complete different species. That fact never bothered me before, in fact it still doesn't but having to date a vampire and having to deal with his bloodlust continuously could be really hard. Hell, even kissing him would be impossible. Proof enough were the multiple hickeys on my skin.

And now that I brought it up, why exactly did we kiss? It was like a freaking Rubic's cube. Once you mess it up, it's almost impossible to figure it out.

Josh's voice snapped me out of la-la land "Lucy? Lucy, have you gone deaf now?"

"No, of course not. What are you talking about?" I asked, clueless as he awkwardly put his arms around me so that we could 'dance', and I use the term loosely. We were barely swaying just moving awkwardly so that we wouldn't stay uselessly immobile in the middle of the dance floor.

"Nothing. So I found us an apartment downtown. It's small but I think we'll pull it off. There's just one bathroom but that's not much of a problem, there are two bedrooms, small but still, a kitchenette and a small living room next to it." he said sounding excited. I grimaced at him. I hadn't accepted yet and honestly, I needed more time.

"Hold your horses, Josh. I haven't agreed yet."

He rolled his eyes at me. "Well, stop your bitching and agree already. After this week, Mum and Phil will be at home sucking their faces off and I seriously don't want to be within hearing proximity of them." I shuddered, remembering the one time when Mum and Phil were celebrating his birthday and the sounds they made me literally hurl. Josh and I had to sleep in the basement to get some rest from their sounds. They were so freaking loud I think even the neighbours heard them.

"Me too, but I don't know, Josh. Frankly, I don't trust you. Just a couple of days ago you almost gave me a concussion."

"Did I say that I was sorry?" he asked me, giving me the fakest smile since the last Colgate advert. I looked at him bleakly.

"No, you didn't; you never do."

"Well I am."

I fumed. "Sorry isn't enough Josh. You're messed up in the head and because of you and mum so am I. This situation is all so fucked up."

"I know. That's why I want to get away from mum. She's the one who brought all this on us. If you want to blame someone for your fucked up life, blame her, not me."

I laughed dryly. "You are the reason why I'm on the verge of getting expelled at school. You were the one who made it your mission to make my already shitty high school life hell."

"And I'm extremely sorry about that. Let me make it up to you. If you come to live with me and I'll prove it to you. Tonight you need to pack; I already told the landlord that we'll move in first thing tomorrow. Come on, I'll take Stella home and you get that rich brat to drive you to mum's house." he said hastily. I fought my way out of his grip. "You're not the fucking boss of me. I haven't decided yet. Solange asked me to move in with her, and quite frankly, her offer is a thousand times better than yours so I strongly suggest you fuck off before I completely decide to ignore your offer." I hissed at him. His hand found its way around my wrist.

"You're gonna let that rich bitch come before your own flesh and blood." he hissed back quite venomously. At his words my hand automatically elongated and slapped him hard across the face.

"Yes, I am cause the girl you just called a rich bitch kept me from becoming completely insane," and with that I made my way towards Nick, ignoring the stares and whisperers around me. I walked confidently, my anger fuelling me like a fire which had just been given more wood.

Stella was all but literally rubbing herself across an annoyed Nick, which made my anger level soar. Nobody touched Nick like that. Nobody.

"Hey Stella, the bitch patrol called, they want their Head Bitch back." I said as I grabbed her by the arm and shoved her roughly away from Nick.

"Um, who do you think you are?" she said in her annoying nasal voice.

"The girl who's gonna enjoy stepping on your nose job if you don't get out of my face." I said using a sickly sweet voice.

"You're a psychopath!" she said as she backed away, gripping her nose in fear.

"Oh, you have no idea." I answered nonchalantly. The whole time, Nick had been observing me. He smirked at me. "Lucy, though you'll never even get remotely close to winning a peace prize, I admit that I really like your badass attitude." I grinned at him. "Great but don't tell Sol. She'd just give me a lecture about why threatening people with violence is wrong." that got him laughing loudly, which sounded like ripples of water to me.

"What are you laughing about?"

He looked up at me and the look he gave me made my heart skip a beat. His grey eyes lit up and he looked really happy.

"Well, in many ways you would be more suited to become a vampire rather than my sister. You've got this wild fire in you that my sister lacks."

"Well, be careful because you just might get burned." I purred. He smirked at me. "I wouldn't mind getting burned by you." he whispered, his velvety voice had become so low and seductive that I feared I might pee myself.

Then realisation hit me. We were flirting with each other! I felt completely frigid as he wrapped his arms around me once more. I wanted to indulge myself in his once more, but this was, well, this was wrong. He had never shown this much interest in me and suddenly my mum's wedding changes all that.

Maybe my mum should get married more often.

His lips didn't touch mine but travelled next to my ear. "Perhaps we should go, what do you think?" he half asked, half begged me. I nodded without a doubt. I scanned over the crowd and my brother was nowhere to be found. My mother was drinking with an elite group of hags and obviously didn't need me anymore. I nodded again so he took my hand in his and led me outside towards the parking lot.

A/N:

Hope you enjoyed the update. I know that this was slow but that was just what I needed to get you prepared for the next chapter which will be action packed like hell!

So if I may ask you this question, hypothetically speaking:

How would you guys feel if Lucy became a vampire in this book?

I have to do some research and reread the book cause I read it about a year ago and I forgot most of it. So if I plan that someone should turn I have absolutely no idea how Harvey wrote it in her book

Thank you for reading and don't forget to review… you know you want to :P