CHAPTER 5
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"Darling!" Noelle's mother gasped in awe as Noelle descended the now beautifully, christmas themed decorated flight of stairs in her astonishing Christmas fairy costume, her eyes beautifully adorned with diamonds and golden glitters, like something absolutely out of this world.
"You look beautiful, Miss Hollsbury," Mary stammered in awe.
"Don't belittle me, Mary dearest." She purred something she loved to do. "You look beautiful...." She smirked, staring Mary's simple 'Belle from Beauty And The Beast' costume.
"....I'm majestic, astonishing, purrfect." She purred, grabbing a wine glass from the wine pyramid and sauntering away.
She arrived at the entrance just in time to meet her ex-gang walking in.
"Oh my! oh my! Isn't it the crew of misfits and betrayers. You've got some nerve attending a party you very well know I do not intend for you to show." Noelle seethed, staring Leslie deadily in the eye.
"We got an invite, so we're gracing it. No one cares what you think, goddammit! Stop making everything about you. " Leslie barked back, shoving a shocked Noelle and marching into the party, her gang following behind.
"I think your outfit sucks!" Noelle screamed in a feeble attempt for a comeback.
"This is Bullshit! I won't let them ruin my party mood, " She breathed, placing her crown perfectly on her head.
Scanning her environment, her eyes landed on a handsome figure.
With jelled back hair, in a stunning black tux and dashing mask, he looked like a prince. Noelle gaped at the sight, smirking as naughty images formed in her head.
Smirking in delight, she walked up to said man, the current character of interest for her.
"Why aren't you a handsome one." She purred, twirling her now perfectly curled brunette hair.
"You here alone, or with a girlfriend...." She licked her lips seductively.
He stared, his lips twitching to form a small smile.
"...or boyfriend, I don't judge..." She giggled. "...I enjoy a good threesome myself." She purred again and was still met with silence.
"Do you not speak or something? " She scoffed, at her wits end with this handsome stranger.
"Miss Hollsbury." He finally spoke, Noelle's eyes widening in shock as the mysterious stranger removed his mask.
"That's a fine offer, but hard pass princess," He smirked, Noelle at loss of words as her brown eyes stared into the piercing blue ones of Niklaus St.Clausen.
"Oh no!" She groaned, placing her hands on her hips in a worried stance.
"I can't believe I just.... you....why are you in a costume?!" She raged, her cheeks pinkish red from embarrassment and maybe something warmer.
"I have to blend in." He replied bluntly.
"The tux ain't a bit too much?" She scoffed, folding her arms and making an 'are you really' face.
"It's an added bonus." He smirked, bending his face to meet her level, staring intently into her eyes.
"You don't make such offers callously Miss Hollsbury, a man with no decency could very much take advantage " he breathed into her face, every word coming out with delicious command, his country accent, something Noelle had never noticed before thick with every syllable he breathed.
"You're irresistible. Don't flaunt that. Protect it." He seethed, dragging in a breath, like he was inhaling her scent, explaining how very irresistible she is, without using words.
Noelle choked on a breath, unable to take her eyes away from his. Her eyes, finally breaking from his blue trance, drifted to his lips.
"Don't do that, princess." He croaked, his gaze drifting to her pink sumptuous, luscious, full lips.
"Do what?" Noelle breathed, squirming and internally begging for him to kiss her.
Niklaus raised his head, Noelle shocked and freed from her daze.
"Have a pretty party, Noelle." He growled her name, mumbling it a few times to himself as he walked away, testing her name on his lips.
Noelle stood there as if in a trance as she watched him walk away.
Shaking off the nauseating feeling, she heads to the dance floor, grabbing some wine and dancing to her heart content.
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Twirling and turning and jumping and breathing, covered in sweat and scent of alcohol.
Noelle's eyes scan the dance floor, and for the first available, handsome guy. She grabs him and smashes her lips on his.
"Woah." He moans. "Don't think too much of it." She breathes, lacing her lips back with his, her hands locking in his blonde hair and his on her waist, kissing her with nothing but lust.
"N...n...no." She slurrs, pushing him away and staggering back.
She keeps dancing, grabbing a brown haired guy and slamming her lips on his, still feeling nothing but lust.
The image of piercing blue eyes appears in her mind, and she pushes the brown haired boy away in disgust.
"What the hell, baby?" He slurs, grabbing her waist forcefully and grinding her hips on his.
"N...n...no...st...s...st..op," She groans as he places sloppy, irritating kisses on her neck.
"Can't stop, won't stop," He slurs, breathing heavily, his fingers running up her laps, making their way to her inner thighs.
He brings his phone out his pocket and starts videoing.
"This'll make me famous! Making out with THE NOELLE HOLLSBURY! " He cackles, placing rough, disgusting kisses from her neck to her chin and back.
The dance floor is loud and crowded, and nobody hears or pays attention to Noelle's slurring whimpers as she cries for help.
"Hey!!" A voice shouts as an all too familiar green head lands a punch on Noelle's molester and he slumps to the ground.
"Leslie?" Noelle burps, her voice barely a whisper as Leslie holds on Noelle, supporting her stance.
"T...th...teeenk...oou...I'm sowy for evryten I do...I don't wanna be mean no more. Please be my besty again." Noelle slurred an apology, teardrops falling from her eyes, ruining her makeup.
"Definitely not how I imagined our reconciliation, but I'll take it bestie. I'm sorry, too." Leslie chuckled, taking Noelle off the dance floor.
Placing her on a chair at the bar, she got Noelle a bottle of water, urging her to drink up.
"Feeling better?" Leslie asked, comfortingly rubbing Noelle's shoulder.
"Yeah. thanks." Noelle replied, giving a small smile despite the splitting headache she was having.
"What's going on here?" Niklaus barked, walking up to them, seeing Noelle dishevelled and unsettled.
"Back up, guy, she doesn't want to flirt!" Leslie growled, standing defensively in front of Noelle.
"What?" Niklaus stared confused.
"It's fine Les, he's my bodyguard." Noelle giggled as Leslie's shoulders mellowed a bit.
"What happened to you?" Niklaus growled, his voice dangerously low, as he studied a few not so visible nail marks on Noelle's hips.
"I'm fine, really." Noelle breathed as Niklaus fingers brushed her legs, analysing the cuts.
"Don't lie to me, Noelle. Don't do that." He seethed, his piercing blue eyes staring at her daringly.
"They're barely visible." She whimpered, her eyes stinging with tears.
"I'll tell you." Leslie interrupted as Niklaus's head whipped in her direction.
"Some brown haired dude was molesting her on the dance floor while she was drunk. I punched him and brought her here." Leslie said, her fists balling in anger from recalling.
"What?!" Niklaus boomed, rising up from his crouching position
"Nik, it's nothing, please." Noelle held his large hands with her small, soft, feminine ones.
"If you threaten him, he has it on video." She coughed, holding back tears.
"It could destroy my career." She croaked, about to throw up.
"Can you identify him?" He seethed, asking Noelle.
"Did you not hear a word I said. You can't!" She cried.
"I can identify the bastard." Leslie offered.
"Come with me." He gestured to Leslie to follow him.
"You..." He turned to Noelle.
"...stay here." He said curtly, walking away, Leslie hot on his trail in her Kim Possible costume.
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"There he is." Leslie snapped, pointing to a brown haired guy in an alligator costume, holding the head in his arm and typing away at his phone snickering.
"He's heading for the exit." Niklaus seethed, pushing through the crowd, Leslie trying to keep up.
"Hey! Stop that, Gator!" Niklaus barked as a few guards pounced on the guy, grabbing him roughly.
"Yooo! Dudes, what'd I do?" He groaned as Niklaus and Leslie walked up to them.
His eyes widened on noticing the green head who knocked him out.
"Yo man...whatever this b***h said to you, it ain't true!" He quickly defended.
"Who you calling a b***h!" Leslie snarled, jumping towards him.
"Wait." Niklaus called, stopping Leslie.
"Your phone." He ordered sternly but softly.
"W...what? you can't do that." He stammered.
"Your phone. Now! I won't say it again." Niklaus growled, his eyes staring icy daggers into his.
Gulping, he handed his phone over to Niklaus.
"Password?" Niklaus seethed.
"Nah. It's not happening, dude." He laughed, rolling his eyes.
Niklaus smirked, chuckling darkly as he threw the phone on the floor, smashing it to pieces with his legs.
"Don't ever come here again!" He growled, staring dangerously into his eyes as he signalled for the guards to take him away.
"I'm going to check on Noelle." Leslie said, walking back to the bar table, Niklaus following her.
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