It was Friday evening and that could mean only one thing: party time.

I assured to be fresh and clean and most of all lively for the event; after all I was the one in charge of the party. I was the barmaid and organization was on me and truth to be told that task didn't even bother me as I loved to organize feasts for the others. All things considered it was fun and I expected that the party could be funny as well. Yes, fun is the object of my work and an important thing in my life.

In this I guaranteed for myself to have a relaxing long nap in the morning to be active after lunch. And as it was afternoon I met up with my best friend who decided to organize a birthday party for a common friend of ours. How could I deny her such a thing? In this way we both went to buy drinks and food for the evening... and then as it was 3.30pm we began heading to pub.

We started arranging tables and devices for the music when around 5pm the first guests arrived along with our friends' group who brought the cake. I let them go behind the counter and do their things as I was busy serving the clients when my eyes met up with someone. I always look at people coming in the local as a sign of respect and kindness and when I looked at him I felt like having seen him somewhere.. he seemed familiar... However I let him pass and I kept on with my work and then I helped with the party's last things.

"Ehi f/n" I called one of my friend.

"Yes y/n?".

"Who is that dark-skinned man? I feel like him being familiar with my pub" I pointed to the guy I saw earlier. "Have you seen him somewhere?".

All my friends giggled at me and I looked at them confused.

"Oh my... y/n... he is a regular one in your local" one stated.

"... and when he's here he only looks at you. Seems like you got a stalker" another friend of mine said ironically and then everyone joined in a good laugh.

I tried not to care about him but it was difficult; even if he was quiet and seated in a far table in a corner I could feel his eyes on me... and well that made me feel a bit uncomfortable and sincerely also a bit shy.

With all my best I tried not to meet his eyes and I went on with work like it was nothing but at the end I couldn't resist so much; so taking advantage of the moment when there were few clients I prepared two drinks and then approached him.

From behind the desk I couldn't notice him so well but when I arrived at his table I felt my cheeks turning red for no particular reason... such an handsome guy he was.

He was a tall and slender man yet he was showing muscular biceps and I thought that under his plain black shirt with short sleeves he hid well-defined pectorals and abs. He was dark-skinned and had an oval face with a bit protruding cheekbones. He had low cut black hair and a bit of stubble. He had also round and small brown eyes and a button nose. He was wearing brown jeans with a plain black t-shirt and around his neck there was a strange necklace and on the left wrist he had bracelets and a brown leather bangle while on the right one a watch.

At first he looked at me a bit confused but then he showed a bright smile.

"Hi" I smiled back at him.

"Hi pretty lady" he greeted me. "What brings such a beautiful young woman like you in a far corner of this pub?".

"I'm the barmaid and owner of this place" I introduced myself.

"...and I brought two drinks: one for you and one for me" I added as I gave him his glass.

"I am more of a wine person but thank you". He sipped.

"Don't you have clients to serve now?" he asked as he saw me taking a seat inthe chair in front of him.

"I think that I can stop for a while. They have their glasses full and that can let me have a moment of relax" .

"Please satisfy my curiosity for once... my friends over there told me you are a regular one in my local, is that right?" I asked.

"Yes I am".

"Oh.... and they also said that when you are here you look only at me. Is that so?".

He laughed at my questionwhile I gave him a confused look.

"So... are you indirectly telling me that it's a crime to look at a beautiful woman?".

He left me speechless so I shook my head while I blushed feeling flattered by his compliment.

"What's your name by the way?".

"I'm y/n. Yours?".

"David but every onecalls me by my surname Dave. You can call me Dave as well".

"So Dave...". This is how our first chat ever began and we didn't know where could possibly lead the both of us in the future. So we talked and as our talk went deep further I noticed he was a fantastic guy. Apart from being handsome he was so natural, friendly and funny and it passed only few minutes when from chatting we both ended up laughing and acting like best friends. As I discovered him being just like me I couldn't hold back and I opened up to him... it was my first time with a guy and it surprised me the fact I opened up to a stranger in no time when it's a rare thing for me. However, there I was; I was absorbed into talking with him that I forgot about my work and the only thing that called me back was hearing my name.

"Y/N!!" a friend shouted out loud. "Come here! There is a party to start!".

"I'm sorry.. can we catch up later? I forgot I had a work to do" I apologized to him to return back working.

"Don't worry".

I was about to head back to the counter when I turned again to him.

"If you like you can join the party later" I invited him and he smiled at me.

Once returned to work behind the desk I didn't notice that my friends were staring at me.

"You are smiling like an idiot" they pointed out and my cheeks turned red.

"Looks like you 're beginning to like him" they giggled.

"Maybe they are right" I thought by myself and then I ended up looking in his direction. He raised his glass and smirked at me and I blushed heavily... but thank god I was able to distract myself when the birthday girl arrived. And that was the sign to get the party started.

As the barmaid I made drinks and cocktails for everyone and after that we after we started the games we organized for the party. Oh it was fun! Even if I stood in the background I thought that I enjoyed that evening more than the participants. And after a moment I decided to let them having fun while silently I returned behind the counter cleaning. And in the meantime a friend went on the stage to turn on the music. As the music was being played the dance floor began to be full of people and as I watched them dancing happily and enjoying their time by laughing I smiled and I felt grateful for the task I did and for my work that brings happiness and fun to everyone. I felt really proud and glad for that happy atmosphere that was filling up my pub. I kept on cleaning when...

"Ehi". Dave was standing right in front of me.

"D-Dave.. already going out?".

"Actually... no. I came here to pick you up from behind the counter" he confessed.

"But I have work to do".

"Oh come on! I see you are dying to join, dance and have fun with everyone". He was damn right.

"I'll go but on one condition" I told him. "I go if you come too". I told him nonchalantly like he wouldn't accept... but he surprised me by nodding and pulling me out from behind the desk.

"What...".

"Who am I not to join parties and have fun?" he told. "and why waste such an invite from a pretty lady?".

In this way we both found ourselves dancing together and oh my god he was even so awesome and even more handsome if not extremely fascinating that instead of dancing I was standing still at looking at him. There was something strange... I felt strange.... I didn't know if he had some kind of magic in him like if he joins in parties he become irresistible; like if he was able to draw everyone's eyes to himself.

And what took me back to reality was feeling dragged by someone far from and in a corner. And I wasn't wrong; I found myself surrounded by my friends.

"So... did he cast on you some kind of magic spell to find your standing still on the dance floor like a stupid?" they laughed. Then they turned to take a look on him.

"We think you got a nice stalker, y/n" another told me.

"I don't think so" I denied and looking in his direction a bright smile formed on my face and I felt butterflies in my stomach with no particular reason.