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Chapter 20

Days passed in a rush and Sunday came. Katie, Piper, William and even Zack was jumping with happiness. Zack was the serious one but he was happy to show off his girlfriend. I already said I shipped them.

I often caught Ryan smiling to himself. I was really liking the idea of Ryan and me both dancing. But dancing in front of everyone made me scared.

I wore my dress and heels, Piper helped me with my hair, she made a braided messy bun. I wore a little shimmer. Piper and William had already left. Katie was probably in her room. Zack was downstairs, waiting for Jessica.

I went downstairs and wore my coat, it hid all my dress. After about a minute or two, Ryan walked in, he looked so hot and angelic. He wore a black tux with silvery-grey tie. His hair were almost acting normal, which made him look cute.

He was staring at me. He walked towards me and stood in front of me. Zack cleared his throat, and we both jumped. He laughed and Ryan blushed. He looked so handsome. He wore his grey knee length coat and we both headed towards the ball room.

We entered the ball room. They had changed it completely. Ryan took his coat off and hanged it on the space wall where several others have done. I handed him mine as well. He turned to look at me and his eyes widened.

"you're so beautiful." He said looking me up and down in his smooth voice. I was blushing so hard. "thanks" I simply said. He noticed that he was staring at me.

Instead of looking away he pulled me towards him, his hand on my waist. His eyes were so hungry as he leaned in and inhaled deeply near my neck. My hands resting on his chest, I could literally feel his heart hammering.

My breathing hitches as his nose stroked my collarbone lightly and a shiver ran through me even though his touch was warm and his unstable breathing was stroking my chest. I wanted to tangle my fingers through his hair and pull him closer but I controlled myself. He took a breath and took a step back to my utter annoyance.

We both sat at a table. I was so nervous at the thought of dancing. "Why are you nervous?" Ryan asked me while touching my hand. "No, I'm not." I said and my voice broke. "is it because you would have to dance in front of everyone?" he asked.

How can he know?

"Um...kind of." I said. I was worried he must be thinking then what are we gonna do here? But he was such a sweetheart. "Its okay. You don't have to dance in front of everyone." He said genuinely.

I squeezed his hand. We both got up and went to take some drinks. We both were standing in front of the bar. Rosie came and stood in front of us. She wore skin colour fitted dress which had a deep neck.

It covered her hips finely. She had tones of makeup on. I think she must be pretty if she dressed appropriately. "oh!! Babe, what happened to your neck?" Rosie asked Ryan, pretending to be worried. "stop calling me shitty names." Ryan grumbled.

He looked so annoyed. "can I touch it? I might heal it with a kiss?" Rosie asked him innocently. I couldn't control my anger. I so wanted to punch her freaking face. I was a little shocked because I wasn't a violent person. I controlled myself. "do not come closer to me, I hate when someone touches me." Ryan almost shouted.

I grabbed his hand, waved my fingers to Rosie. I pulled Ryan away from her to the last table. Everyone was dancing. Piper and William were slowly dancing together. Zack and Jessica were hugging each other while moving a little.

I saw Katie sitting with a girl with specs and simple hair. She was pretty looking. She was in one of my classes, what was her name...Sandra. They were flirting together.

I faced Ryan who was staring at me. "What?" I asked him, taking a sip of my coke. He shook his head in a shy way. He was so cute. I looked at our interlaced hands. He was wearing his old watch.

He always wore it, even when he was sleeping. "did your mum gifted you this watch?" I asked him curiously. He nodded. "yeah, on my ninth birthday, last with her. I know it's a little fragile now, but I like wearing it." He told me.

I squeezed his hand. We were sitting really closely. He was whispering funny comments in my ear. I had a really good time. Everyone was drunk by now, some of them were making out fiercely. Everyone was having the time of their life except one guy who was covered in puke.

We left early and were walking through the empty campus, holding hands. It wasn't that cold, our coats were in our hands, Ryan's tie loosen, sleeves folded, his hair still un-messed. We reached dorm. "rooftop?" Ryan asked me.

I nodded. The view was so amazing from the top, even though it wasn't the tallest building. Snow was scattered. Some of the lights were on of the campus. Full moon above our heads. I could hear music from the ballroom.

Ryan pulled me close to him. "would you like a dance?" he asked me and without hearing my answer he put his hand on my waist and started dancing. It was a slow song and one of my favourite. "that's the same song..." I said, full in thoughts.

"yeah, the one you sang from twilight saga." Ryan remembered. "the one we sang." I corrected him. He stared in my eyes. I looked away and he kept staring.

Cold wind was blowing and I shivered. "Are you cold?" He asked me. "nah, it's just...nothing." I said dismissively. He wrapped his arms around me and hugged me. I could hear his heart beating. It felt so good to be close to him.

After about fifteen minutes, I looked at his face. "better?" he asked me. "loads." I replied. He smiled genuinely. I ruffled his hair to make them look messy. "I like it more this way." I said looking at his face. He looked at me tenderly. I glanced at the view. "it's so beautiful." I said. "yeah..." he agreed dreamily. "I mean yeah the view is quite nice." He continued.

He was looking so angelic in the moonlight. His eyes were so hypnotic, he always manages to dazzle me. His lips looked so soft. Ryan touched my lips lightly with his thumb. I gulped loudly. He leaned in, our lips were almost touching.

Boom!!

Boom!!

Boom!!

We both jumped. There were hundreds of colourful fireworks in the sky. He was blushing. We both sat at the roof boundary, legs hanging outside. My head was rested on his shoulder, arms tucked together.