Party time! Apparently Leah did know about the 'big' party happening over the weekend and she was planning to drag me with her. But when I told her, Aaron was picking me up she literally made my ear drums bleed.

"Aaron Jackson asked you out?"She confirmed for the millionth time.

"No, its not like that Lea." I tried to convince her but it was all in vain.

"I am proud sister. But mom said Weston Hamilton was dating you." She said narrowing my eyes at me.

"And you believed her?"

"No, of course not. Weston is a freaking delicious sexy celeb. He can't date a single school girl, he was born to be a player." She justified Weston's indecent behaviour.

I was dressed in over sized white sleeveless tee and a bralette underneath and black and white striped shorts. I tied my hair in side ponytail.

"Whose party is it?" I asked Leah.

"James Strauss." She answered.

Fuck! I am going to a celeb party.

***

As expected the party was really crowded with dozen of rich , famous kids. And I hated the party. Aaron picked me up as promised and was a gentleman. He smiled and complimented me. Girls from our school eyed me with jealousy and I had to bite back a smile.

I have never been to a party with my own date.

"Cool right?" Aaron yelled over the music.

"Totally." I lied.

Suddenly it turned into truth when I saw a familiar face in the crowd; Weston.

But with him was Megan clinging on his arm. He was laughing and talking to some people but I noticed his smile never reached his eyes. He looked tired and stressed.

Suddenly I wanted to walk out of the party , seeing Weston with Megan was really a torture.

"What are you doing Leah?" I asked as she looped her hands around Aaron's shoulder.

"I am trying to make Andre jealous." She said in a rough tone.

"Did you guys break up?"

"No, there he is smiling at that bimbo." Leah said spitefully.

My mind clicked and my sister just gave me perfect idea for revenge. Though I pray that it would work.

***

"Wanna dance Aaron?" I asked giving him my best smile.

I would have felt bad for using Aaron for my revenge plan but it turned out he was a world class flirt. He did come to party with me but he was smiling and talking to every other girl he crossed.

He was just fun loving and I didn't minded it.

"Sure, we are dancers after all."

"I see you are talking to almost every girl in here." I teased him.

"Oh, does it bother you. If it does, I will try to bottle my usual behaviour." He asked seriously concerned.

"No, I was kidding. Just relax."

"You know Elise we could be great friends." He grinned at me and twirled me around making me laugh.

As we both were dancers, we danced along well. While he did some funny girl moves, the waist shaking and twist I answered him with some popping. For while my mind only settled on dance and I forgot I had to make Weston jealous.

My eyes immediately tried to search for him but he was nowhere to be found. My heart thudded lightly in disappointment. As the slow song started, Aaron's eyebrow went up and I shook my head smiling.

This was awkward.

"Can I interrupt?" Weston's voice shocked me.

He was looking at Aaron with a hard look and Aaron shrugged, "Sure."

Aaron winked at me and left me with Weston.

His hands went around my waist and he pulled me towards him, softly. His jaw was clenched and he looked troubled.

"So you did agree to date the dance boy?" Finally he said in a controlled voice.

It seemed like my plan was working.

"He is good looking and he dances." I answered simply and waited for his reaction.

He glared at me and tried to compose himself.

"He is talking and laughing to every girl who pays attention to him." Weston pointed out and I wanted to laugh so bad.

"Oh, he is so friendly. We might be going for movie this week later." I said exaggerating now that I can see my plan was working fine.

"No, you can't. We have dance practice whole week for the video, it has to be released next month." He almost scolded me.

"I will find time to go out after the practice." I answered calmly.

How could he not see? He did the same thing to me few days ago, how can he not see that I was trying to make him jealous. Maybe like me his emotions were over powered by anger he felt. It was a miracle that he felt jealous at all.

"I am going for concert tomorrow Stuart." He said in a pained tone.

"New York?" I asked, feeling the pain myself.

I am going to miss him like hell.

He nodded, "I will be there for more than a month."

A gasp escaped my lips, what ,a month? I was distraught at the thought alone.

"Revenge Hamilton, is this your revenge?" I asked sadly.

He gave me a small smile," It is your turn as far as I remember."

"Oh, right. This is my revenge. Dancing and smiling with Aaron." I answer him in a small defeated tone.

What was the use now? He was leaving for concert.

Elise, stop mopping, it is only a concert, he will return back to his home.

"it really was revenge Stuart." He said after a while.

"Huh?"

"Revenge is meant to be painful and seeing you dance with him was really revenge." He clarified and my breath was caught in my throat.

What did he mean by this?

"Sorry." I offered weakly.

"No worries, sweet heart. I will get you back for this." He laughed, earlier tension and stress leaving his face.

"I thought you came here with Megan." I taunted him.

"I did but she is pretty busy and left."

"So I am the back up plan Hamilton?" I meant to say it lightly but it came out with a bit anger.

He gave me his amused smile.

"No, you are my relieving drug." He answered simply but my heart went on a running spree.

"Flirting with million girls made you quiet a pro with words Hamilton." I tried to joke about the intense situation.

"You hurt me sweetheart." He said dramatically.

"Quit with the nickname already."

"Why, you are my girlfriend, aren't you?"

I groan, "You are going to hold this over me, aren't you?"

"I can well be your boyfriend and you can use me any way you want." He said with a smirk.

"Dirty Hamilton, really gross!" I said scrunching up my nose at his words.

The song ended and I step apart carefully away from him.

"One day some paparazzi will make a big news about our friendship." I said with a chuckle.

"Big deal both your and my families know that we are couple."

"But Hamilton this might make me target of all the girls fantasizing about marrying you."

"Let them fantasize, you live the reality." He said and planted a small kiss on my cheek.

He keeps doing it not aware how it sets my nerves on fire.

"Hamilton, can I drive you to airport tomorrow? " I asked bravely probably high on emotion.

He smiled crookedly as he looked at me.

"I thought you would never ask Stuart." He approved with an amused nod.

***

I mentally prepared myself not to cry. Why should I? I am not his girlfriend.

But you are his friend.

Weston decided to ditch his car since that would mean media stalking him and instead his security helped him sneak in my car.

"Concert, music albums, movies, Hamilton you are in demand." I teased him to prevent myself from thinking too much.

"Well, what can I say, I am a prodigy."

"That you are."

"Stuart, was that a compliment?" He asked settling down, stretching his legs on the dashboard.

"Comes once in a blue moon Hamilton, take it." I answered airily.

"Fine, now the real talk. Are you gonna miss me?" He asked with a smirk.

He is just messing with you Elise, don't get trapped.

"I am gonna miss the challenges." I omitted my actual answer.

"Me too." He sighed.

"I will miss you though, Stuart." He said in a soft tone and I inhaled sharply at his blatant confession, " So I have to be around lot of girls to forget you."

Jerk, urghh, he was just messing , again!

"Well, fine by me." I said now stopping the car at the airport gate.

"I will try dating boys now that they finally know I exist." I snap at him.

I expected him to laugh, I expected him to make fun but he just looked at the airport. I noticed Annalise get down from other car at a distance and tackle the media, while we sat there in silence.

I felt my heart choking up, he will be gone for days now.

"Sweet Heart, you will not do any thing like that?" He said in a cold tone.

"Like what?" Not sure what he was talking about.

"Dating other guy." He looked at me with those brown eyes that will be death of me.

"And why is that, mr. Casanova?"

"Because I will level out the revenge score before I leave." He said with too much fervour in his eyes.

Next thing I knew, he crashed his lips to mine.

Oh! Heaven. It was imagination being played out in real. He kissed me hard and fast, and boy did I kiss back. Obviously I did, he was one hell of a kisser. His tongue lightly licked my lower lip making me gasp and my hand clutched the front of his shirt.

He gave me sweetest of the kisses firing up end of my nerves. I was drowning all right, his kiss was that powerful and he added the flavour with little nips and bites. A knock on my car window broke up apart, breathing heavily.

I was blood red I am sure while Weston smirked at me with his wet, swollen lips. Wow, I did kiss him back and it was not a dream.

Weston rolled down the window, giving a moment to compose myself.

"Get down lover boy if your goodbyes is done." She said with a knowing smirk.

"Sure, just a moment." He said and rolled the windows back up.

I was still in a daze, not sure what happened. My blood was gushing through my veins at triple the rate.

"Stuart, this was my revenge but don't think it didn't mean anything. If you want more of that, come to New York because sure as hell I do. And if you do come, I have something important to tell you." He said and before I could register the words and respond he got off the car.

"Hamilton." I found my voice and courage, "How can I come?"

I can't just waltz in his hotel or wherever shouting that I am girlfriend.

"As my dance crew Stuart, what idea do you have in mind?" He teased me.

Stunned, I just nodded at him.

As he left my fingers touched my lips lightly. So freaking yeah, I had a mini fan girl moment, Weston Marc Hamilton kissed me. And I going to New York.

But he is a playboy celeb Elise, he plays with girls like this.

He had something important to tell me and I was going as a dance crew, I will keep clear of trouble. I collected all the reasons to go.

Just as I turned to leave, whistle hit my nerve. It was sharper than usual and like always everyone else seemed oblivious to it. My already wild heart try to jump out of my chest, it thudded so painfully that I had to clutch my chest and gasp for breath.

What was this whistle and why only I can hear it?

And here I was kissing Weston when in my head I was love struck for the imaginary whistler.

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Shocked? Happy? I think this chapter turned out okay. So YAY! They kissed :)

I love possessive boys, don't you?

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