Damon offer to drive me home. I don't want to but in his tone was like you can't refuse. I don't want to do anything. I don't like it, because I can see Sebe's face in the way he looks.
It was embarrassing because he knew I had feelings for Sebe. Is Sebe the same to me? Maybe not. Because if there is something who won't get engaged. My heart hurts so much that even when I walk, I feel like I'm floating.
He was about to open the door of Damon's car but we were surprised when someone came out of a car right in front of us. They were Sebe and a very beautiful woman. My heart pounded when I saw the woman. the exactly girl I saw last time came out of her office and called her babe!
Damon, held my waist.
"Dont look," he said softly but I couldn't take my eyes off them. "You'll just get hurt," he added.
Sebe looked at us. His jaw tightened as he looked up at Damon's hand that was hugging me. I don't know why I let Damon. I do not know why I am comfortable in his presence. As opposed to Sebe that I was almost restless for almost an hour and my heart was pounding.
But I was even more hurt when Sebe took the woman's hand and imitated it away. He didnt even smile on me or whatsoever. He didnt.
"Lets go?" damon offered. I unconsciously nodded then he drove me home.
So this is what they called love? Love is happiness, love is everything, love makes us smile, love makes the bland became colorful. It makes your dull life shine again. But in my state all that is contrary.
Love is a matter of sacrifices, love can hurt unintentionally, love can destroy and playful.
"Loosen up Nat. Have fun even now," Jen drank her patron. We're now on a club.
Kylie is gone. I do not know why and what she is doing.
It's been a week I'm being so lifeless.
But my performances and grades were fine. I still have my brain. It didn’t damaged.
We are in the Moonlight now. I avoided Sebe's place once. If possible, I will avoid him.
I'm in love with a groom of another! I can't really accept that.
I took the shot glass and gulped it down. This is my fourth. My body immediately warmed up. People shouting on the dance floor like a crazy dog! They dance like a strip whether female or male.
They looked so enjoy. While me no matter how fierce the music is, I still do not know anything around.
Like what he said last time I'm still young right? So I am young, wild and so free. I took the beer to the table and stood up. I adjusted the hem of my black dress.
"Lets dance," I said to Jen. His eyes widened and I immediately stared. She knew I wasn't really dancing but now, I'll try.
I no longer have the nervousness in my chest. I want to have fun and forget right now.
"Woah, that's something!" she stood up and pulled me. We immediately pushed and danced in the middle. There's a waves of people on the dance floor. they don't seem to have anything to do but just dance to enjoy! I did the same.
I did the weird moves and everything. But it became embarrassing and I was embarrassed to see a group of tables staring at me emphatically. My heart pounded.
The loud music became slow and sweet.
When the music changed it was also Damon standing up I thought he was leaving I was mistaken. It came close to my band. I looked for Jen but she's nowhere. I think we lost each other before.
I didn't make a mistake when Damon approached me. The former wild man now has his own partner. They are swaying their body slowy.
"Can I have this dance?" Damon held out his hand to me. Even just now Natalia. Give your heart a break.
I accepted his rough hand and one immediately hugged me.Same as old. I feel comfortable in his arms.He's so tall. He has a manly scent. He put his lips on my forehead.
He sniffed on my hair.
"You drunk?" He suddenly asked. maybe he smelled the wine I drank earlier.He groaned.
"Don't drink again. You're a woman," Damon seemed to threaten me.
I nodded.
"It's just a stress reliever Damon," I chuckled. Damn, I'm a bit tipsy.
He mocked. "You don't have to be like this. I don't like it."
"I didn't know you were here either," I tried to topic him.
"My friend own this."
I'm still a little ashamed of him because that's when he just confessed to me. Why isn't he just? Simple. We can't force our feelings to change and love someone.