She's Romeo Alright!

Chapter Seventeen

“Whoa… I was right, mate. Look at all these lovely ladies in here… they’re smoking hot. Help me find a blonde beauty called Princess will you gentlemen and perhaps I can fix you up with whoever you fancy in this room.” I told my buddies, Ford, Zeth and Lewis.

I think that they seriously need to get hooked up in this party.

We were all wearing our tux and I got my hair gelled up in a neat way looking all mighty fine in my black tux, the other guys just looked dull and boring in my presence alone if you ask me.

“Brooke, I don’t think you should---“ Ford tried to say but then a fine lady suddenly appeared before us, taking my breath away.

“There you are. My princess… would you like to dance?” My favorite pair of gray eyes was staring intensely at me. She was wearing a simple white silk dress which made look elegant like a refined lady that she is.

“No, thank you. Actually, I’ve got to talk to you about something rather important… come with me?” She spoke.

“Sure.” I just nodded and followed her, taking a quick glance back at my guys who were deep in thought.

Oh no, I had a feeling that this ‘talk’ will be serious one.

“So… why aren’t you with your jerk of a boyfriend?” I finally managed to ask when we reached the empty garden right outside where the party was being held at.

“Oh, that’s what I was going to tell you about. Jagger’s not… well, Jagger and I are not really going out together. I lied…” She looked down like she always does.

My eyes lit up at what I just heard. So she’s… single?

“I hope you’re not mad… and there’s this---“ She continued to speak but I tilted her chin up so we could gaze into each other’s beautiful eyes before leaning in to kiss her softly on the lips.

It’s an aggressive move, I know but I’m in love and love is all about taking chances at any given time.

“Crap. You did not just do that…” I heard her say when I pulled away to look at her face. Her expression’s a mix of confusion and the other emotions are just plain unreadable.

She started on her heels and was gone in a blink of an eye.

What the f*** did I just do wrong?! I don’t understand…

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I returned straight to my dorm room after that terrible incident. I decided to just lie down under the covers… tracing my lips with the thought of hers being so familiar that---

I heard the door open and then banged shut again, disturbing my thoughts.

Maybe Prince just got back from the party although I haven’t really spotted him there earlier.

I carefully pulled the covers just below my eyes to take a peek…

It was Jagger. He looked wasted in his tux with a bottle of vodka on one hand.

I have to admit that the black tux and the bowtie was looking fashionable in contrast with his platinum blonde hair which was slicked back in the darkness. How I could see pretty clearly in the dark was beyond me.

He started removing whatever he had on his upper body and in an instant his bare back was facing me. That is when I got a good look at his tattoos that I’ve never seen before, this being his first topless scene right in front of me.

I found the tattoo on his upper arm cool, it was an emblem of a fire snaking around his arm like a bracelet or something.

When his bare chest was facing me, I saw another tattoo just slightly above his chest near the heart, which probably read ‘Broken’.

I wondered if he had ever been heartbroken by someone before…

He then got into the bed beside me under the covers and I shut my eyes as tight as I could to avoid being confronted as a boy with sick fantasies of staring at another boy, his roommate, undress in front of him.

“God, I could almost mistake you for a sleeping girl with those long eyelashes of yours… and those soft-looking… you smell awfully nice, punk. Looking at you just reminds me of…” And with that he dozed off.

Before that, he was smelling my hair and was whispering to my ear, pressing his face close to the side of my face. I don’t know what he meant but I’d surely like to find out though he’s probably just drunk.