CHAPTER 49
CHLOE'S POV
I turned around to face him and he was already staring at me. My eyes flickered to his lips then back to his eyes. I was about leaning in when he spoke.
"We should get going"
"Right", I grabbed my purse and my phone and then we went downstairs.
"You guys look gorgeous. I need to take a photo", she brought out her phone and urged us to stand close to each other for the photo.
"Keith, I want you to be behind Chloe and Chloe, I want you to wrap an arm around his neck", Jess instructed and we did as she said.
The whole time, Keith tried to avoid meeting my gaze.
He's still not over what I said, huh?
Jess' paparazzi was over and we got into the car and drove to school. The ride was silent, as I expected.
We got down from the car and went straight to the ballroom. Yup, our school has a ballroom.
"I'm gonna go find my teammates", Keith yelled over the loud music and left me.
I just wandered around and had a few drinks, lemonades and fruit punch.
The ball went well, and it is now time for our project presentation.
The teacher called on every group that was part of the project and it turns out only Keith and I did a couple's outfit which earned us extra points.
We had the highest points and so therefore, we had to do a slow dance.
"I can't slow dance", I whispered to Keith when we got to the dancefloor.
"Ok, just go with the flow", he whispered back and the music started playing.
We were moving, back and forth, left and right.....
I wasn't getting any step wrong...
We continued until the song ended and people were cheering....
"I learnt so fast"
"Because you learnt from a pro. I've had slow dance classes and I have danced with a lot of people"
"That's nice"
"So, I'll see you later", he said to me immediately he spotted Sia.
That bitch...
Wait, what?
I'm not jealous....
I kept repeating in my head, trying so hard to convince myself but it isn't working.
I just walked around the ballroom and responded to whoever talked to me.
"Hey, you look stunning", Nolan came up to me.
"Thank you"
" Would you like to dance?"
" I'm not sure..."
" C'mon, it'd be fun...."
" Ok", he held my hand and let me to the dancefloor.
We danced and I was beginning to get tipsy.
I didn't even have any alcoholic drinks, unless the lemonade had alcohol in it.
"Nolan, I'm not feeling too well"
"What is it?"
"I think I'm drunk", I slurred with a laugh.
"Shit, they must've tampered with the drinks"
"Yeah", I said nodding my head frantically.
"C'mon, let's get you a glass of water to reduce the effect of the alcohol", he led me to one of the tables with drinks and handed me a bottle of water.
"Thank you", I took a sip and tried to move forward but I ended up falling on him.
"Be careful"
"Sorry, I slipped", I slurred again with a soft laugh.
"You should probably sit down"
"No, I wanna dance", I pouted.
" You can't dance in this state"
" Of course, I can"
" You can't even stand on your own, how'd you expect to dance?", that was when I realized my body was still pressed against his and he was probably feeling my boobs through my dress.
" Fine", I pushed myself away from him and stumbled backwards.
" Be careful"
" I'm being careful", I said and tried walking again when my heel bent over to one side and I lost balance.
Luckily, someone caught me before I could fall.
" What's wrong with her?", I heard a familiar deep voice ask.
" The lemonade was rigged with alcohol", Nolan replied and walked away.
" Who are you? Wait, don't answer. You're my knight in shining armor. If this was to be a movie, we should have kissed and fallen in love and maybe get married. Sadly, this is real life"
" Who knew you can't handle alcohol?", the voice said again.
" Seriously, who are you?", I said standing straight and taking a good look at his face.
" Sharp jawline, trimmed brows, pink lips.....same eyes. Omg, you look like Keith", I laughed at myself, still not recognizing.
" You look as handsome as someone I know", I slurred wrapping my arms around his neck.
" How many glasses of lemonade did you have?"
" Four.... maybe five....is it six? I lost count"
" I need to get you home"
" Why? I'm enjoying the party even though I'm sad"
"Why are you sad?"
" I'm in love with someone who said he's in love with me but I'm not sure if he is", he froze.
" Why'd you say that?"
" I don't know, I just don't want what happened with my ex to happen again"
" What if what happened with your ex won't happen again? What if he loves you sincerely?"
"Then I'd date him. Maybe we could get married and have kids", I giggled.
" That'd be great. Now, you need to get home"
" Fine, I'm starting to feel sleepy anyways"
" Good, let's go", I tried to walk but I stumbled backwards again and I giggled.
" You'll have to carry me", I slurred.
" Bridal style or piggyback ride?", he chuckled.
" I'm a bride so I prefer the bridal style. You are my husband so you have to carry me bridal style"
" Ok", he lifted me and carried me bridal style out of the school building and to his car.
" Your car looks and smells familiar"
" Because you know me"
" Who are you?"
" Your husband"
" My husband! I have a husband!", I giggled...
" I'm not sure you'll remember any of these tomorrow", he mumbled and started the car and drove me to my house.
" Honey, I'm home!", I yelled.
" Your husband isn't in the house, silly", he chuckled.
" Oh, you're right. You're my husband and we're home!", I threw my hands in the air dramatically.
He took me upstairs to my room and helped me take off my shoes.
"You should probably shower", he said
"Help me take off my dress, dearest", I giggled again.
"Uh...ok", I turned my back to him and he started undoing the strings that made the crisscross form at the back of the dress.