Alisons POV.
-The next day-
Yesterday, after I had gone downstairs people were bombing me with questions; was I okay? Can we still hold the party? etc. I had answered yes. And I was curious if Jackson would come, which I hope he does.
I threw a sleeveless sky blue dress on that ended on my mid thighs. I loved the dress, I had picked it when I was 16 and fell in love with it and decided that I would wear it when I would turn 18.
It had a really low v cut almost to my bellybutton but at halfway it had a skin colored patch. It had light blue pitch on front ending at waste line where the silk started to flow a little out rather than down.
And today was the day. I felt over nervous, but somehow I felt like it wasn’t just because of the birthday. I quickly shrugged it off and grabbed my basic blue high heels on. I stole a glance at the clock; 10.34pm. I had already met everybody and got the birthday wishes but now was the party time.
Just when I was ready Teresa stormed in my room. “Girl are you soon ready everyo...” She stopped mid sentence with her chin dropped. “Okay.. wow.. Umm you should have a warning sign on your door ‘incredible hot, beautiful, angelic girl inside. Can cause heart attack’”
I laughed at my best friend and pulled her into a hug. I pushed her away a little with my hands holding her arms so I could get a look on her. “Maybe you should have the sign around your neck” Teresa smiled but pulled me back to a hug. “Happy birthday Alison” She said with a really sweet and genuine voice.
We walked side by side down the stairs where everyone was waiting.
I’m not joking once everyone noticed us it went drop dead silent and no one was moving nor probably breathing. I felt weirdly shy all of a sudden, but didn’t want it to show so i raised my voice. “Take a picture it will last longer” I smirked at everyone even if I felt like going back to
my room. I was surprised that they actually listened and started to take pictures to which of course Teresa and me started to pose like crazy. No time to think about the warm cozy bed now.
I walked over to Luca that was staring at me the whole walk over to him while walking I finally actually took in the surroundings, the music was loud, everyone had gone back to chatting and some people were dancing, I couldn’t read Luca’s emotions in his eyes which was rare. “You look.. Wow, like wow.” He said when I stopped in front of him. “Thank you” I went in for a hug which he accepted gladly. It was a warm and tight hug, the best kind. I backed of his embrace but letting him have his arm around my shoulders. Teresa and Luca started to tell me how proud they were to have me as a friend or something like it but my attention was only on the man that just happened to walk in thru the doors.
Jackson’s eyes raked my body and his eyes grew ten times darker but the darkness became cold right when Luca planted a kiss on my cheek clearly not aware that the most fearful alpha of USA just walked in. If looks would kill, Luca would have been long gone. My eyes grew wide when he started to move with long and fast steps towards us. He was not allowed to feel jealous after what he did or overprotective!
I quickly jumped in front of Jackson so he wouldn’t kill Luca, I really wouldn’t be surprised if he did it. wow I’m such a good mate.
I placed my hand firmly on Jackson’s chest so he wouldn’t run over me. “Jackson. Calm. Down.” He didn’t want to look at me but I could feel him calm down just the slightest, but not enough. “Jackson” I said more firmly which made him look at me. Even though I was wearing high heels he was still looking down at me, how tall was this guy?? “Please” I was literally pleading with my eyes now but I didn’t care, I really didn’t want to see one of my closest friends be ripped apart on my birthday. Jackson gave one last hard glare to Luca. I placed my hand on his upper arm and let it slide down to his hand grabbing it lightly. I tried to ignore the electricity running up my hand, Jackson shifted his eyes to me with so much emotion, I felt my breath hitch but i didn’t want to show it so I tugged at his hand leading him towards the table.
Jackson POV.
I was hardly in control Alison looked like a masterpiece everyone wanted. Her blue dress stopping teasingly on her mid thighs showing off her beautiful legs. Her V cut was disturbing, don’t get me wrong it looked really good but here were a lot more people than just me and that I didn’t like. And her hair was flowing in her natural curls on down her back. I swear everything in her was beautiful there were absolutely nothing that looked bad or even decent. Once we reached the table which now I noticed was more of a quiet place comperred to the ‘dance floor’. She let go of my hand which left me with a cold feeling. She looked at me like she was upset. Why would she be upset?
Oh. Right.