The clock striked twelve. Joe took my hand and I knocked on the door, taking a breath of nervosity. The door slowly opened. The music was so loud that the ground was shaking beneath me, and beautiful girls and hot guys were all over the place. There were so many people I almost lost sight of Joe. I grabbed his hand tighter. I was dressed up as Cleopatra:
Half an hour later:
The beat was hypnotizing and I was starting to get a bit tipsy. I put my arms around Joe's neck and my hips started moving. Joe smiled and let his hands slip down my back and let them rest just over my bottom part.
I turned around, so that my back was against his chest. I bent over, my hips being the only thing moving. Joe put his hand on my back and I could hear everyone chanting around me. I got back up and laughed when I saw all the guys surrounded around me. One of them had familiar blue eyes...
"Impressive," James said while clapping his hands.
I could barely hear him, but I understood what he said and I thanked God it was dark in the room, because I was blushing.
James walked up to me and looked over at Joe.
"You mind?" He asked while taking my hand.
Joe shook his head.
James nodded and pulled me in so that my chest was against his. My lips, just a few teasing inches away. I pulled back.
"I mind."
I tried to walk away, but he just pulled me back.
"One dance?"
He signed number one with his finger so I could understand him.
I deliberated it for a while, trying to find Joe in the crowd, but then nodded.
"Fine. One dance."
My favorite song, 'King of the Dancehall' came on and I squealed excitedly.
James stod behind me and let his hands slide down my naked arms. I bit my lip. James lips were so close to my neck, that I could feel his warm breath. His hands sled down to my waist, and I stopped him there. I grabbed his hand and turned around. We were basically just grinding on eachother, the tension was very sexual but I tried to ignore it. I stroke a few dancehall moves before things got too heated. My hands ran down his chest and his rand down my back. The music stopped and we were back to being close to eachother, but this time the tip of our noses were touching. I gasped and jumped away from him when I realised how close we were.
James POV:
Demi quickly took a few steps back. The expression on her face was unreadable, but I could tell that she was shocked. She started to walk away.
"Demi! Hey, wait..."
I grabbed her arm, but when I looked at her face I realised I had accidentally grabbed someone else.
"Oh, sorry.."
The girl smiled at me, and if the situation would've been different, I probably would've done her, but I couldn't do anything before I reached out to Demi.
Joe's POV:
I went to the kitchen to look for drinks, for me and Demi, when I ran into Melissa.
She was standing against the counter, her arms crossed over her chest and her red lips were pouting slightly. She seemed so deep in her thoughts. She didn't notice me standing next to her.
The music was so loud I had to shout.
"Hey, are you okay?"
Her head snapped towards m direction, but when she made me out in the darkness, she smiled softly.
"Hey. Yeah, I'm fine..."
There was an awkward silence between us.
"You know, no. I'm not. My boyfriend is on the floor grinding on your girlfriend."
I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.
"You're dating James?"
Melissa nodded sadly.
"But he... and you..."
She laughed and slapped me friendly on my arm.
"Hey! He's actually really nice when you get to know him."
I nodded slowly and watched the ice in my glass float.
"Guess Demi knows him pretty well now."
Melissa raised one of her eyebrows.
"Joe, I adore Demi, but do you really not mind when she is acting like that with James?"
I thought about it for a second. I was the one who let her dance with him.
"Well, I didn't. But when you say it that way..."
Melissa put her hand on my arm, unconsciously while speaking.
"No, I don't want you to feel bad.. But don't you want your girlfriend to treat you like you're the only guy in her life?"
I looked at Melissa and realised how her big brown eyes were squinted when she was serious and talking passionatly. But she missjudged my silence.
"Oh, maybe it's just me.." She slowly retreated her hand, but I grabbed it.
"No. You're right."
Melissa smiled and I smiled back at her.
Her soft hand was still resting in mine.
I pulled her in close to me and hugged her. She rested her head on my shoulder and we just stood there for a while, and I felt happy that Melissa and I were still friends.
Demi's POV:
I looked for Joe everywhere. It wasn't easy because the house was so unbelievably huge, but I did look everywhere. Even in the toilets and bedrooms. He was no where.
I reached the front door and slit it open. The cold air hit me. I took a deep breath of the fresh air and picked up my phone.
"Weird," I muttered to myself. I had 15 missed calls from my dad, 5 from mom and 2 from Sam.
I could feel my heart flutter. Oh my god. I couldn't breath for a second, but when it finally hit me that Sam wasn't ignoring me, I smiled to myself like a fool.
I called back my dad, still smiling.
"Hey daddy!" My voice was happy and squeaky.
"Baby..." His voice on the other hand was tired and alarming.
I could feel, immideatley, that something was wrong.
"Dad? Dad, what's wrong?"
The taxi had just drove up infront of me and I opened the door and sat inside of it.
"You need to come home, now."
I put the phone to my shoulder and told the cab driver my parent's adress.
"Dad, just tell me what's wrong. I'm really getting worried."
He sighed deeply and I prepeared myself for the worst.
"It's Wilmer."
Joe's POV:
I went to the kitchen to look for drinks, for me and Demi, when I ran into Melissa.
She was standing against the counter, her arms crossed over her chest and her red lips were pouting slightly. She seemed so deep in her thoughts. She didn't notice me standing next to her.
The music was so loud I had to shout.
"Hey, are you okay?"
Her head snapped towards m direction, but when she made me out in the darkness, she smiled softly.
"Hey. Yeah, I'm fine..."
There was an awkward silence between us.
"You know, no. I'm not. My boyfriend is on the floor grinding on your girlfriend."
I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.
"You're dating James?"
Melissa nodded sadly.
"But he... and you..."
She laughed and slapped me friendly on my arm.
"Hey! He's actually really nice when you get to know him."
I nodded slowly and watched the ice in my glass float.
"Guess Demi knows him pretty well now."
Melissa raised one of her eyebrows.
"Joe, I adore Demi, but do you really not mind when she is acting like that with James?"
I thought about it for a second. I was the one who let her dance with him.
"Well, I didn't. But when you say it that way..."
Melissa put her hand on my arm, unconsciously while speaking.
"No, I don't want you to feel bad.. But don't you want your girlfriend to treat you like you're the only guy in her life?"
I looked at Melissa and realised how her big brown eyes were squinted when she was serious and talking passionatly. But she missjudged my silence.
"Oh, maybe it's just me.." She slowly retreated her hand, but I grabbed it.
"No. You're right."
Melissa smiled and I smiled back at her.
Her soft hand was still resting in mine.
I pulled her in close to me and hugged her. She rested her head on my shoulder and we just stood there for a while, and I felt happy that Melissa and I were still friends.
