The Masquerade Ball

EIGHT

Daniel Stone

I knew my question shocked her. Her gorgeous eyes widened as she looked at me. I found my eyes trailing down to her soft plump lips and felt myself grow hard the millionth time this night. She was breath taking. Beautiful. Gorgeous. And I wanted her. God, I wanted her.

Maybe it was her playful innocence driving me insane. Or her stunning eyes that I found myself lost in. No other girl had caught my attention as much as this, and that was either a good or bad thing. I had yet to find out.

"Um...a guy that's kind, honest, faithful, doesn't show off..." She was listing everything that I wasn't. I felt disappointment in my body. I saw her look at my lips and I couldn't help but grin. I affected her, and I liked it. I leaned in closer.

"What do you think of opposites attract...?" Silence was met with my question. I just had to know what she was thinking. It was driving me nuts.

"Well...I would say it's a myth." She trailed off. We were almost nose to nose now and I could smell her perfume. With most girls, their perfume always made me sick because they put too much on, but with her, it made me wanting her. It was almost a need to have her. I had to have her. "Enlighten me then, what's your type of girl?" She asked, smirking and crossing her ankles, swinging them confidently. I chuckled.

"It's funny, I used to be interested in the cheerleaders that open their legs for anyone...But you don't strike me as that type of girl..." I said. I trailed my hand softly down her cheek and along her jaw, watching her shiver at my touch. I ginned. "You're quite mysterious..." She looked away from me and gazed at the floor. There was...confusion on her face. She knew me. She knew what I was like. "You..." I couldn't help but whisper. Her head snapped up, her mouth parted and her eyes were wide.

"Um...what?" She asked. I moved away from her and walked to the window.

"You know me don't you?" I asked. Silence. I sighed, I definitely had no chance with her now. But why did I want a chance with her? What happened to me? This wasn't me. I was the player. I lived for parties. Why was one girl changing all of this? I didn't get it.

Just hours ago I was planning to get laid tonight but now, I was rethinking it. I didn't want to have sex if it wasn't with the girl standing in this room with me. There was no way I could get my thoughts away from her now. She was so damn mysterious. I didn't even know her name!

"Yes, I do know you..." She said. My heart dropped; something I had never felt before. I wanted to tell her that I wasn't like that. But, who was I kidding? I was.

I turned to look at her. Who was she? I had never seen her before, yet, there was something there. I recognised her from somewhere. But...where? Surely I couldn't miss a goddess walking down the corridor. If I had already had sex with her, I knew I would have remembered.

"You remind me of someone..." I said, gazing at her. I saw her freeze. That just proved my point. I did know her. But the question was...Where?

"We have spoken before..." She whispered and looked away from my eyes. A small hesitation was lingering in the air between us but she snapped out of it pretty quickly.

"Tell me about yourself, Mr. Stone," She said with a smirk. I chuckled as her confidence came back. I loved that about her. One minute she was shy, and the next she was teasing and flirting.

"What would you like to know?" I asked her. She scrunched up her face in thought, which looked cute.

"Hmm, something hardly anyone knows about you..." I wasn't surprised by the sentence. I found myself wanting to speak about anything with her. I wanted to tell her about my problems, and goals and wants. Anything. So I did. I told her about my family life, that only Arran, Ryan and Jay knew about. She listened to me as I took a seat on the desk beside her. She leaned into my shoulder unknowingly. It felt good.