I came for revenge, he gave me love.

Dominic-''royally fucked.''

I sincerely can not remember the last time I got tipsy or drunk and right now I'm in the middle. Beer pong gone wrong leaves Zara to tend to my wounds. Jordan pointed to the bathroom where the first aid kit is and thats where we go. I sit down and watch Zara make her way to the box. She seems so calm. She is always calm and frankly its infuriating. Turns out tipsy Dominic can't quite keep secrets because I wasn't in control of what I blurted out next.

''You piss me off you know''

I could tell it took her by suprise because she scoffed, smiled and placed the box on the counter. She didn't say anything so I did.

''Your composure. The way you hold everything so still like nothing touches you.''

She still didn't respond, and then I'm forced to ask.

''Does anything touch you Zara?'' and that absolutely stirs something in her. I could see her hands tremble a little when she opened the box. It was such a tiny detail anyone could miss it, but definitely not me.

''I'm your assistant, composure is the Job Mr Hale. ''

Oh there she goes again with the formalities. We were at a frigging birthday party, You'll expect she loosen up bit but no, she was still so.. so.. I don't have the words to describe it so I just keep quiet while she administers first aid. There is something about her touch that does something to me. It soothes me in some way. Her palms were so soft it made me wish she could tend to more wounds of mine. She cleans the cut with antiseptic and I didn't even flinch. I was used to the sting. Once you fight to blow off steam, you'll get used to things like that. I still had somethings to get off my mind so I decide to play the drunk card and get answers once and for all.

''How did you learn how to administer first aid?''

She looked up at me and I hold her stare.

''My brother used to get cuts after football practice so I had to learn eventually.'' she replies as she reaches for the plaster.

''Don't you ever get tired of it.'

She looks at me again and asks ''Of what?''

''Being so-''I search for the words but drunken Dominic had the IQ of an Owl. I finally find some words to put together and continue my drunken monologue.

''Holding everything that carefully, all the time.''

She looks down to the plaster and stays there. We're close now and all my thoughts are in a blur. She looks more beautiful than a field of white roses. Her plump lips inches apart and her doe eyes genuinely confused. I think I'm making her nervous for the first time in weeks. Before I could even think I lean forward betraying every fibre of my sanity before sheer courtesy manages to pull me back. I didn't know what to say anymore. I opened my mouth but all that came out was her name

''Zara-'' She doesn't even allow me to form any other word before she presses the plaster over the cut and let go off my hand.

''All done.'' She announces but I can still see how flustered she is and I know that I had just crossed a line I could never come back from so I just keep quiet.

''We should go, The cut isn't that deep so the plaster should hold till tomorrow''

The tension between us is still palpable but I can't mess up any further so I stand up and we make our way back to the party.

Jordan was leaning against the door and we make eye contact but he says nothing. He knows better than that but I knew as I watch Zara go back to meet the girls is that I Dominic George Hale was royally f****d and Completely out of my element.