𝒫𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒯𝑜𝓊𝒿𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓈 ( forever )

chapter 𝟷𝟺

I was here, at this nice, expensive house. At a goddamn party.

You have got to be kidding me.

The only reason I'm here is because my best friend somehow convinced me to join him. One day before I am supposed to be going out of country for a very important meeting with Vivienne.

Speaking of Vivienne.

She and her best friend just entered the party wearing matching outfits, and damn, does she look hot.

Like drop dead hot.

She's wearing a cute pink mini skirt with a matching top. The tops straps have silver gemstones, and there is a cut out in the skirt that has a sliver mesh thing going on.

And I can't take my eyes off her. All I want to do is pull her in close and kiss her right then and there. But I know its too early. And I don't even know if she likes me back. Yet.

I also see all these frat boys staring at her. Those motherfuckers.

I decide to make my way over to her and Émilie.

"Hey ladies, how's it going?"

"Oh! Hey Léon! Good to see you here!" The love of my life replies.

"Yea, hey Lee" Ém replies. Sounding a little tipsy already.

Not even going to lie, Léon looks hot today at this party. He's wearing dark pants, a white coloured shirt underneath a black hoodie. And tucked underneath the white collar, he is wearing a pearl necklace. And he's wearing rings.

His hair is messy and curly.

And I might have just swooned.

Nope. Stop. Vivi, seriously what are you doing with your life?!?

But enough of admiring Léon, don't want him to see me checking him out.

Too late.

He looks me in the eyes and raises and eyebrow.

"Shut up" I reply.

"I didn't say anything Vi." He replies.

"You know what I meant!" I say

"Do I? Why don't you show me?" And then he winks. WINKS.

Time for a topic change.

Just then, Émilie just to get a little wobbly.

"Really?!?! Come on Ém, we have only been here for half an hour, and you are already drunk?"

"I'm not drunk! And least not too drunk, considering I can feel the sexual tension between the two of you!"

And to make matters worse, Léon snickers.

Son of a-

"Ohhhhhhh, VIVIENNE look at that hotties over there?!?!? She's so hot!!! I need her in my life right now." Émilie starts. "Can you wingwoman for me?"

"Of course." I reply.

I take her hand and lead her to the corner where the girl is standing.

"Hi! Nice to meet you! I'm Vivienne, and this is my friend Émilie, she's a little drunk, and I was wondering if you could watch her for a few minutes while a grab a drink?"

I give 'Em a little push and whisper " turn on the charm"

And then I walk back to Léon.

He smiles at me and offers me a can of coke.

I take it with a smile and we begin some small talk.

Then a guy walks over to us.

"Can I help you bud?" Léon asks

"Not you" the guy says.

Then the guy turns to me.

"Hey doll." They say with a smirk.

"Hi" I reply

"I seem to have lost my number, can I have yours?"

Léon rolls his eyes.

"Um, sorry." I start "That was smooth, but not smooth enough."

The guy leans in close-I can smell alcohol on their breath- and says "That was a rhetorical question dearie."

They then grab my arm and start pulling me.

Thankfully Léon interrupts.

"Yeah, I don't think so buddy. No means no."
Léon says

"Shut up dude, she's not yours, so she's up for taking." The guy replies

Yes, that's right- because I'm some object that he can take when he feels like it.

"Uh- can we please stop talking like  I'm not here?"

Léon gives me an apologetic look.

The guy on the other hand rolls their eyes.

"That's  it " the guy says.

And then he shoves Léon back.

"What the fuck?" Léon yells

"Maybe next time you won't stand in the way ?!?!" The guy shouts

What is wrong with this guy?

And the guy throws a punch at Léon

So of course, Léon throws one back.

Typical men.

But Léon is wearing rings, so he cuts the guys face.

And his hands.

"Stop!" I shout " must guys always resort to petty fist fights to solve all their problems?!?Knock it off!"

And Then I turn to the guy and his bloody face.

"Fuck off" I say.

And finally, he leaves.

I look back at Léon and see him holding his bleeding hand.

"You dumbass! What were you thinking?"

" I was thinking, that some guy was being a dick and decided I should step in."

"Stepping in doesn't mean hurting yourself" I point out

"Maybe, but if stepping in means getting hurt, I'll do it for you."

I blush.

"Come on, let's go to the kitchen and get you cleaned up."

So I drag him to the kitchen and start cleaning his wounds. After, I dig around until I found some paper towel and some tape.

I rip the paper towel into long strands  wrapping them around his hand. And then I tape  them together  with the  tape.

"There you go, you dumbass, all bandaged up."

And then I slap the newly bandages wounds.

"OW!" He exclaims. "What the hell?"

" that's for being an idiot."

"I guess I owe you one dont I?" He asks

"I would say yes, but you did get that creep to back off, so I think we are even"