Chapter 4

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"Wow ... Gemma you look amazing" I smile as I get into miles car

"So where are we going?" I ask

"A party" he smirks before zooming off. I quickly put on my seatbelt and clutched onto the handle of the car door. Once the car opens I quickly get out almost tripping over my feet. I wait for mike before I start walking. He slugs his arm around my waist awkwardly before walking inside. Mike seemed like a player to me luckily we are only friends.

"Mike!" Someone greets Michael with a hand shake. He had a nice face with a pretty smile.

"Hey Johnny" mike says slyly

"Who is this?" He asks gesturing towards me.

"This is Gemma" he smiles looking down at me. I smile at Johnny.

"Hi Gemma" he smirks at me

"Hey" I say back

"Oh that accent is thick and a turn on" I hear Johnny 'whisper' to mike. I watched as mike nodded back agreeing.

"Let's go dance" mike says leading my hand out towards the dance floor. That was something I loved to do was dance. Mike wasn't that good. He kept stepping on my feet and apologizing. I guess it's okay. I'm used to this because I used to work with dancers and training dancers.

"How about I cut in" someone says with a husky voice. I turn my head to see Kyrin. Mike moves away and Kyrin takes my hand. He starts to move and he was a pretty good dancer if I say so myself. Things got intense and people started to watching us. I smiled when the dance ended. We were both breathing heavily. I looked up into his brown eyes and winked. I soon parted from him and walked towards the kitchen. Grabbing a bottle of water and chugging it down

"That was awesome" some girl says to me I smile

"Thank you so much" I chirp

"You have an amazing accent" she smiles I nod and smile again. She soon walks away and Kyrin nears towards me. I watch as his eyes wander around my body from my feet towards my legs then my torso and chest then my eyes. He smirks as I look him up and down too.

"That was pretty intense" he steps close to me
The smell of his Minty breath. Our eyes meet. My brown eyes staring into his. I could see his signature grin appear on his face. "I think I'm going to get going need a ride?" He asks. I look around for mike.."mike left with some girls" he says still looking at me I nod

"Yeah I do need a ride" he grabs my hand and leads me towards the front door. I felt someone's hands grab my waist and tug me. I gasp a bit in shocked and turn to see someone with a cigarette in his mouth. I narrow my eyes at him. "Let me go" I Sneer he looks at me shocked also

"Sweetie do you know who I am?" He asks I scoff

"Someone with a huge ego" I say before I knew it a figure like a wall was standing in front of me... Kyrin...

"Don't touch her again" he warns. I could see his muscles tensing up. His fists in balls.

"What are you going to do about it pretty boy?" He asks. Before Kyrin could throw a punch the man does first. Kyrin almost stumbled back, but regained his balance. He punched the guy back and war begun. After a few seconds in shock I grab kyrins arm. He stops and looks up at me. The fear in his eyes faded.

"Let's go" I whisper he nods and gets up

"Nice to see a girl stop you from fighting" he smirks. I held Kyrin back and kicked the guy in the side

"You shouldn't have done that sweetie" he says, but before he could do anything Kyrin and I walk out of the house and towards his car. As i expected Kyrin had a really nice car.. I got in the passenger and looked at Kyrin.

"Are you okay" I ask trying to examine his face. He didn't look at me.

"Yeah" he says I grab his face with my little hands and turn him towards me. I studied his face. He had a bloody nose and some red marks

"Your nose doesn't look broken, but you might have a bruise" I say still looking at his face structor. I looked up and saw him looking down at me and smiling. "What?" I ask smiling a bit

"'Nothing" he says softly.

"Let's get home for I can clean this up" be sighs and nods. Before he drove off. I grabbed his hand a squeezed it before letting it go.

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