"I always thought that the first time I'd be on my knees I'd be praying..." I held my breath lowering myself to my knees in front of him,
"Then worship," he smirked, "what do you desire?"
Being loved by the king of Socrates Academy is haunting, espe...
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Play flightless bird by Iron and wine and Dress by Taylor Swift for this chapter for a better experience <3
Once I'm at the top of the stairs I put on my favourite pair of diamond earrings, I'm willing to take any excuse to dress up. Everyone's gaze shifts to me, Niklaus is wearing a navy blue suit with a crooked tie, of course, he is. He had to always add something to his outfits that showed a little personality. He waits for me at the bottom of the stairs and grabs hold of my arm.
"You look like a dream Petrov, but one last thing." He tells me, he unties my hair and wraps my hair tie around his wrist.
"Wake up Nik." I respond with a smile,
"No, for the first time I'm rather happy being delirious." He concludes.
We make our way over to the party venue and it's beautiful, the girls really outdid themselves with the planning, the decorations are silver and white and men in suits walk around serving champagne and fancy finger food. Rune and Martina dance together to dress by Taylor Swift in a very suggestive manner but no one comments on it, we all know bits because everyone's had a little bit too much champagne.
Not me though, I remain sober.
Apparently so does Klaus.
Flightless bird begins to play, we can hear it echoing to us outside creating the perfect scenery.
I make my way outside knowing very well that he's following me, I stand by the gazebo outside that is lit by lanterns and I can tell it's old because it's entangled by vines. I glance up at the midnight sky, the moon is a crescent and it almost looks like it's winking at me in a way that says, I know what you're thinking and I look back.
Niklaus follows me out, like a phantom in the dead of night as he reaches for my hand and walks me inside the gazebo, he spins me around and I laugh.
"Klaus I am many things but I am not a dancer." I tell him, "I was born with two left feet."
"That's crazy me too." He says sarcastically, "maybe two lefts make a right."
Something tells me his words are referring to far more than just dancing, he pulls me closer and I step on his toes at least five time before we get the hang of it. We sway from side to side as he positions his hand on my lower back and I dangle mine over his shoulders.
