The Gilbert Twin

Chapter 46

Chapter 46, Klenzie?

Were here!

I pulled up to the building, ready for a night to remember.  Before my parents died, tragic I know, I went to raves all the time!  Drank till I couldn't walk but had the time of my life.

Time to party! I sauntered inside, a huge crowd of people jumping to the beat of the music.

Tons of people partied covered in bright neon paints.  Raves always make me feel alive.  The bar was calling my name, So I went to the bartender and filled myself up with drinks.

Now that I was in a fun state I shoved myself into the crowd, maneuvering through the herd of people.  As I got into the middle I felt content. 

My hips swayed to the loud music and my hands raised above my head. 

Two hands found my waist as I danced.  Grinning I then knew I found my victim for the night.  I decided to play along, grinding my backside into his front.  Beads of sweat formed on my forehead as we swayed to the music. 

Turning around, I was face to face with my victim.  He was cute, green vibrant eyes and brown curly hair down past his shoulders.

"Want me to paint you!" He loudly asked in my ear, his British accent dripping from his low raspy voice.  Everyone else had neon paint and I surely wanted it too.

I nodded with a smile.  His hand found mine and he pushed us through the crowd.  We made it to the paint and he grabbed a brush dipping it into the neon liquid.

I took my shirt off, wearing only a neon pink sportsbra. He took the brush out of the paint and began swiping it across my torso. "What's your name!" I yelled over the music as he painted me.

"Harry! Whats yours?" he yelled back, a dimple appearing on his cheek.

"Mackenzie!" I replied giggling from the tickles of the paintbrush.  He then made the last touches and finished painting me. 

"Thank you," I smiled looking down at his work.  He did a good job, pretty patterns scattered my body evenly.  Harry nodded, "It's my pleasure."

I scanned his features, deciding what my next move would be.  "Let me paint you now." I demanded, quickly snatching the brush from his hands.  His eyebrows lifted, clearly bewildered on how quick I insisted.

"Okay." He accepted, lifting the cotton tee shirt over his head.  Tattoos scattered not only on his arms but on his torso as well.  My gosh his body was a masterpiece.

I walked up to him kneeling to get a better angle to paint at.  I furrowed my eyebrows before dropping the brush and using my hands to paint him instead. 

Harry let out a low chuckle as he noticed my actions.  I dipped my hands in the paint before softly swirling it on his body.

I started at his abdomen, and when he felt the touch of my cold hands his whole body tensed.  That seems to happen when you're a vampire. 

I stood up and moved onto his chest doing a different pattern there.  Harry sucked in a breath, strongly being affected by my cold touch.

My hands remained there as I looked up at him.  His eyes flickered between my lips and eyes, almost deciding whether to make a move or not.  "Lets go to the roof." I said with a slight smirk.  He smiled back, I figured that ment sure and dragged him up the steps.

We made it to the rooftop, a beautiful view being seen. Harry stood behind me, playfully biting my ear. I giggled, twisting around and wrapping my arms around him, stumbling slightly in my heels.