Akira

Nervousness rises through my nerves when car stops in front of a big house. I can easily hear music thumping from where we are. Getting out, we both make our way to front door as I look around, there are many people on foyer too. Pushing past them we reach to a big double door which is open.

I let out a shocked gasp as a drunk boy collides me, "Hey girly." He slurs, he smells disgusting.

I lean away from him, cringing. Sydney pushes him away from me, "Fuck off."

Before dragging me by wrists, she gives me an apologetic look, "C'mon babe."

More sweaty body are in our way as we pass through them. I glance about to see, plenty of people stumbling around the dance floor, some are on couch, making out while some are flirting, catching up or whatever.

It is all just as fascinating as it is horrible.

When we finally stop before a bunch of couches arranged together as group wise, there I find others enjoying themselves. Luke spots us, tugging Syd's hand, making her sit on his lap whispering something to her, to which She blushes furiously.

Probably a compliment, I think to myself.

Cute.

"Akira!"

I turn around when I hear Adam's voice behind me. He is holding a glass filled with red liquid and is looking good with tight jeans and loose T-shirt.

"Wow, you are looking hot babe." Commenting, as he slides his gaze up and down.

I blush before replying, "You look hot too." My eyes widen when I realize what I said, "I...I mean you are looking good too." I correct myself, sputtering.

He smirks at my obvious discomfort, "Chill babe, I know I'm hot not just good. Girls die for my hotness," sticking his drink out he offers, "Want some?"

Arrogant much.

I shake my head with a polite 'No thank you'. Sydney calls me, introducing everyone. They all seem friendly with warm smile apart from some girls, I also notice the orange hair girl, Carina, from that night is also here by the corner, silently staring me with a smug smile. That's when I feel a burning sensation of someone's eye on me. I know who that someone is but I ignore it anyway or I at least I pretend to.

Romero.

My heart paces up.

Do not let him ruin it for you.

I won't.

Linking my hand with his, Adam pushes me on seat gently before popping beside me. Everyone loose in their conversations , I silently look over, trying not to look at grey eyed boy whose burning glare hasn't shifted from me, I observe the room filled with smell of alcohol, cologne and sweat. I try to comprehend the fun in these things that normal people find. I also find some guys giving me some dirty looks, I ignore them, tossing around. Clearly anyone can tell I'm not comfortable here and I'm starting to regret my decision of coming here and it is just beginning of night.

Maybe I'm not normal.

"Let's play a game." Comes a voice of a boy with so many tattoos throughout his skull to one side of face gliding to neck. He looks sort of scary.

"Yeah. What about truth and dare?" Carina quips with a glint in her eyes, slicing me with it.

What was that?

I don't have a single good feeling about it, in fact I feel more uncomfortable. Almost everyone agrees apart from King of course, not that I thought he'd play. He doesn't strike as one in 'truth and dare' game type, he is more like boxing type.

Lucas starts rotating an empty bottle and it stops to Sydney. He ask her, "Truth or dare?"

"Dare."

"Alright I dare you to kiss Carina." Lucas smirks.

She makes faces like gagging but gives in, not before throwing a glare to him as she gets up and move in front of Carina, who seems equally willing to kiss her.

Now this time Sydney moves bottle in a very calculated way, it comes to same scary dude. "Truth or dare?"

He chooses dare. Sydney smirks evilly at Lucas before daring the scary one to kiss him. Lucas seems horrified when scary dude comes to kiss him. With so much resistance he kisses back. I laugh at face he makes after kiss.

This time Carina rotates and it stops at me. I feel nervous all of sudden just by the look she's giving me, "So truth or dare?"

I don't really want to kiss anyone so I choose other option, "Truth."

She licks her lips before questioning, "So are you the virgin slash "yet-to-make-love" here?" Just like that she throws the bomb at me and I try to subside my blush of embarrassment.

When I glance around, almost everyone looks uninterested as if they already know my answer or perhaps they know. It is not so tough to figure out anyway.

I am not ashamed of it. I don't go around sleep with anyone. It's important to me and I want to give it to someone special, someone who deserves it.

But it still is humiliating to be asked in public.

Swallowing my embarrassment, I let out a quite, "Yes."

She snorts while muttering, "Was obvious bitch." I pretend that I don't hear her and turn other side. I don't understand what's her problem with me. I don't think I've done her any wrong as long as I remember, heck I didn't even know her till last week.

Game continues with more truths and dares and I was great full when it doesn't stop at me. I just want this night to be over. I keep myself busy with watching around.

"Akira."

Startled, I look at Sydney and find her already watching me. I probably zoned them out.

"Truth or dare?" She asks.

Huh?

Snapping out of my thoughts, I notice bottle is stopped at me. I mentally groan.

"Why are you even asking her? I'm sure she will choose truth." Says Carina bitterly.

What's her problem?

Feeling little offended by her I say, "Dare."

She smirks in triumph and I realize her intentions were same too.

To get me say dare.

I don't know why but I have a bad feeling for this.

Awful infact.

"Okay, so I dare you to kiss King." She lets out, smiling viciously.

Thud.

My heart just did that.

It's pounding in my ears.

Loudly.

Painfully.

Everyone turn to look at her as if she is crazy. Sydney looks like she is ready to jump on her. Twins and Adam seem anxious too.

Is she serious?

He already hates me.

But it's just a kiss, it wouldn't hurt right?

Oh it so would.

I notice Slade who was also not playing has this trouble look on his face. Trying to calm my racing heartbeats, I turn toward my right where Romero is sitting.

And for the first time in week, my eyes finally meets his intense grey one. Like always I forget the reason of everything else in room.

I find myself drowning in them.

And I don't want to stop.

The abrupt scary realization brings me back to reality.

Focus Ira, focus!

You can do it.

Yes I can.

Keeping my emotions in check, I look away from his eyes. He is wearing same kind of attire that he usually wear, which is his black ones. I don't really think he wears any other colours. He has been staring me since I came here and I'm not exactly comfortable with it but that doesn't stop my body from feeling giddy.

Stupid hormones.

I try not to squirm under his unwavering gaze, I stand up making my way to him all while he is watching me with his intense look, observing my every step. Feeling breathless I force myself to breath.

Inhale.

Exhale.

Inhale.

Exha-

Suddenly he stands,

And leaves.

Without so much of second glance at me.

Stunned, I blink not believing my eyes.

But the scenario doesn't change.

A moment later new burning humiliation cease in my whole being, making me fluster to the core. Involuntary tears brims at corner of my eyes as I try to fathom what just happened.

How could he?

"I... I need s..some air." Excusing myself, I hurriedly walk away.

I hear some chuckles behind and Sydney's cry of wait but I don't listen and keep walking.

With my heart burning acidly.

Once I'm about to pass the bar behind me, I grab a glass filled with an unknown liquid. Without thinking I gulp it down in one sip and gag a little at its horrid smell.

No knowing where to go, I climb stairs in search of fresh air and I find a balcony. I step out closing the door behind me. A wave of dizziness hits me and I grip railing tightly.

Don't cry!

He is not worth it!

No he is not,

But the humiliation is.

Repeating it internally, I close my eyes tightly and count down from ten.

Don't cry Ira!

Be strong.

Yeah. I need to be strong.

I need to.