Yep I followed Damen right to his house, and he never even noticed. I was on the other side of the street watching him get out of his car and head into his house. It was huge, and dark looking, not one curtain was open. It was definitely a rich people area. I mean all the cars in this neighborhood was a porsche, escalade, or BMW. So he is most certainly rich. I got out of my car and walked across the street to his house. I am officially a stalker. I go up to the large red front doors and rang the doorbell. Why did I just do that? Am I asking for a restraining order? When I finally thought sanely, I started to walk away from the door. It opened. It is him, and I am so dead right now.
"Michelle? How do you know where I live?" he said looking at me surprised. " I don't I kinda... well I followed you here." I said scared of what he might say next. "Oh, well would you like to come in?" he said with a sudden smile. "Uh, I just followed you to your house and your totally nonchalant about it?" I said. " Well I think if you went into this much trouble to see me, at stalker levels, you might as well come in." he said with a laugh that made me feel better. "Sorry" I said hoping he will forgive me for the stalker I am. " Don't sweat it. I actually find it cute that you went to all this trouble to see me." he said inviting me in. His house was huge, and he was definitely rich. He had a maid and butler, and his couch was real leather with a beautiful real animal skin blanket draped over it. His walls were black and crimson red. As we walk up the stairs, we go down this long hallway that has pictures and paintings of Damen everywhere. Some of the paintings that were not of him, were made by him. When we get to the end of the hallway he opens the door, and I see it. I see his room.
Hey goes straight for his couch that is placed right in front of his beautiful king sized bed. The bed looked so soft I wanted to plop right on top of its satin red covers, but I resist because that might give him the wrong idea. " I love your room!" I say in complete awe. " Haha, and how do you like my bed?" he said with a grin as if he knew what I was thinking. " Oh, it's nice." I said awkwardly. "You know it's ok if you have the urge to lay on it. I don't care. I have to admit myself, it's hard to resist." he said getting up heading toward his bed. At that moment it went dead silent. He laid on his bed and directed me in his way. I slowly got on the bed and lied down. "Your extremely hot." he said. " Wow well your not so bad yourself." I said giving him a light punch on the shoulder. "Haha it's ok to feel weird, Michelle. I know you like me." he said proudly. " You are so full of yourself!" I said laughing. " Yep I am." he said. We laid there for 5 minutes just staring at each other. I got up, looked around, and found a black feather lying on top of his drawer that smelt exactly like his sweet sent. I grabbed it and said " a souvenir." laughing as I walk out of his room, and down the stairs. He followed me down and said " So Madame Michelle, can I come over to your house tomorrow night?" I looked at him, and as I rubbed the feather down his neck I said " I don't know, can you?" and went to my car and drove away.
What was I thinking? I can't try to be sexy. I don't have a sexy bone in my body. I'm such a freak. I should have just said goodbye like a normal person. I guess now he will expect me to be his girlfriend and I don't think I'm ready for that. As I pull up to my driveway, I get out of my car and head into my house.
He was there in my room. "how the heck did you get in here?!" I said angry. "the window , did you know that anybody can easily break in with it always open?" he said with a smile as he sits on my bed. " why are you here ? What do you want?" I said standing in my doorway. " Well, I want what every guy wants." he said " and that is?" I said coaxingly. " You. You pretty little idiot!" he said getting up. " Not every guy wants me." I said " you would be surprised. Honestly from what Ive heard you are hot" he said now kissing me. It felt warm and his lips tasted sweet, not lip balm sweet but sweet. " What the hell! You don't just break into someone's room, tell them you want them, and kiss them! God, are you some kind of stalker! Get ou!....."I barely got the word out when he started to kiss me again. He probably did it to shut me up. I don't blame him. I was ruining his moment so he had to steal it back.
The Dark Kiss "Seriously, get out! I can't believe that you think kissing me will change my mind!" I yelled pointing at the door."Your right, I shouldn't have kissed you, but I already did and there is nothing you can do about it. Don't you think it's kinda rude to kick a guy out of your house? I mean he just gave probably the best and only kiss of your entire life. Don't you feel guilty?" he said with a sarcastic grin. " Don't make me call the police on your ass!!! Get out now!!!" I screamed. I understand that I was being a little to theatrical, but he broke into my house."Fine I see that I'm not needed here." he said as he jumped out the window. I ran to the window and said " Are you crazy?!?! You could've killed yourself!!!" " I could have killed myself, but I didn't. Plus why do you care? Your the one who wanted me to leave?!?!" he said waiting for me to reply. " Yeah out the door not my bedroom window!" I yelled down to him. "Oh, and as far as me being crazy, the only thing I'm crazy about is you!" he yelled, smiled then got on his motorcycle and drove away. Why the hell does he like me? I'm the most plain girl in the whole school. I mean, I wear sweaters, skirts, sensible flats, and my hair is always up. I'm also a honor student and don't have a lot of friends. He is like the complete oppisite of me. He is the bad boy rebel that every girl wants. He is super tan and buff, whereas I'm practically albino and scrawny. I just don't see him and me together, not ever. ------------------------------------ When I got to school the next day, there he was by the door. He is like a lost puppy that can't wait to play with me. Oh well here goes nothing.
Chapter 12 "What the hell do you want?!" I yelled softly annoyed. "Is that how you talk to your friends when they wait for you?" he said. "You are not my friend." I said while walking to my locker. "Well then, what am I?" he said blocking my locker. " You....you are a annoying stalker that won't leave me alone." I said pushing him away. " Might I remind you, you stalked me first. Remember that little detail." he said proving his point. "That's different." I said. "No, it's not. Admit it you like me!" he said full of pride. He was right I do like him, but I'm not gonna let him know that.At least not for awhile. Damen is the type of guy that automatically gets everything handed to him. I'm not gonna let him win so easily. If he really likes me he will wait. "Maybe." I said. " It was a yes or no question, not a maybe." he said "Well I guess you'll never know then." I said walking to class.