21)Glitz;
               The quality of appearing attractive, exciting and impressive, in a way that is not always genuine.

The ride to the place where the party is being held was not silent like the other times I ride to anywhere, in fact it was gilled with a voice telling me how to get down from the car, how to do things inside the part and all.

So, basically, Aki was giving me lessons on how to act. Like, the Aki we know, teaching me decorum, really?!

It was after I had enough of Noah's and her flirting that we made our way to her stylish. To do her makeup, and wear her higher knee black dress with black heels, didn't turn out as I expected, it was more.

"Oh Noah, you are such a bad boy"

"I bet you have already got used to bad boys" he smirk at her.

"None like you"

Is Aki really flirting with my bro, my little brother.

"True that," he nod, his face serious as if thinking, "I wouldn't really deny that"

"Wanna hang out sometimes" she bat her eyelashes at him, giving him her sweetest smile.

"How about my bedroom?"

Seriously?! Seriously guys.

"Aki, you are too old for this kid" I move from my standing place, shaking my head as to not show my 'really guys' look, "too old"

"Gee" she made a face "thanks bitch"

"Are you even listening" she turn to me and back to the road, pulling me from my thoughts.

"Should I answer that question?!" I retard with a bored voice and look.

"I swear to my god, if you embarrass me today"

"Yeah, yeah whatever"

Soon, we were standing by a clear white mansion, red carpet sprawled from and into the mansion, people of similar kind waving to the paparazzi standing outside the mansion with dates, guards and butlers stood by the door greeting the guests entering.

"I didn't know the reporters would be here" I turn to Aki, my eyes glued to the group of people who stood by the door, hollering questions and doubts as they click pictures.

"Me neither," her voice sounded shocked, soft and pale. "I hope you don't make any mistakes young lady"

"Please" I mock "don't you ever drink Aki, you are going to make a mess inside"

"Are you trying to teach me manner, miss"

"I wouldn't say I ain't"

A knock from outside the window. That's what pulled me and guarded me from her death glares. I turn to see a guard, telling us that we could get down.

A black Porsche. Two doors of my black Porsche opened slowly, seeking attention.

Two legs accompanied with fancy, luxurious 6 inch heels, appeared next, clicking the cream coloured ceramics. Again begging for attention.

Then, two faces were revealed, totally gaining the attention wanted.

Reporters circle us, asking random questions about business and other stuff. Aki did a wave and took some pictures, while I on the other hands just had some clicking of a cameras before being ushered to the mansion by a guard.

It was beautiful, the mansion. Pale Blue walls, high modern  chandelier glittered with gold, two grand stairs of glittering marbles, a glass view to the yard. People scattered, drinking, laughing and chatting with friends, some of then I know.

I could see the long time professor abd principal seated at the couch abandoned from the group of students they once taught. Music blared from the speaker connected to the corners of the roof.

Aki pulled me with her towards where Evans and others sat - No Ashton though - before moving to the sea of people.

Slowly, everyone was moving to where people danced and were having fun, except me that is. A Butler passed by me, offering me drink.

One drink won't be bad

"If this isn't Kylie Rob" a voice bloom from behind me, making me almost jump.

I turned slowly, wondering if my head was playing tricks on me or not. After shifting fully, I see the same old blue eyes, filled with excitement - just as his voice- and some sort of emotion.

"Yep" I pop the 'p', "I am, is my eyes deceiving me though?!"

He chuckle, shaking his head, his eyes moving to the floor then back at me, one hand in pocket of his glittery white suit, while the other chocks the  glass of wine he had.

"Shocked?!"

"Surprised"

"I wonder why" he flash me a smirk.

"You could take ghosts doesn't exist" I quip smiling innocently.

"You are one good quintessence of sassy, Ky"

"You should know that by now, Julian Nicholas" I smile,

"Oh I know" he grin at me, looking me up and down, "and may I say you look beautiful"

"Nope" the alcohol is kicking in "you may not"

He laugh, amused. Something twirling in his eyes as he drink his left wine before exchanging it from a Butler passing by us.

"How are you?" I ask, shifting my eyes,

"You may say I am pretty well" he smile "reforming, they say?"

"Whatever" I wiggle my hands, shooing the idea away,

"And you?!"

"Living" I smile sheepishly at him "yeah, living"

"Aren't you being a little vociferous, now?!" He glanced at the people around us, "you have already attracted lots of audience by talking to me"

"True" I quivive "how about we go outside"

He see me amused, with a curved lips, and astonishing eye, as if studying me.

"I don't think that's a good idea" he shake his head "I could tell you are drunk abd don't know what you're blabbering" he smile at me "but I also can see Ashton from my standing, you could tell he is angry, jealous and confused"

I turn around so fast I regret it the second my neck made a sound, searching for him, for his eyes. Then, I see it, his eyes I mean, hooded with different emotions, arms crossed over his black sweater.

I wave my hands at him, shocking him. I would have also shocked myself, but I was drunk, wasted.

And then again, I wouldn't wave at him if I wasn't drunk.

"I think he like you" I turn to hi- no one. "Hey, Julian where the fuck did you go"

"I take it you're drunk" another voice say, from behind me.

"Nope" I shake my head and my forefinger "I am not drunk,"

"I wonder what the sober Kylie would say when she see a headline tomorrow" he smirk "A Zonked Kylie Rob" he emphasize his words and put quotation around the so called headlines, "I, though, will love it"

"I know right?!" I tap my chin finishing my fifth drink, already getting another "what would I really say though"

"How about defenestrating the reporter?!" He suggest, a smile tugging at his full pink lips.

"Do you wanna make out Ashton?!" I lick mine "I want to really make out with you"

"As much as I like you drunk, you would want to transcend yourself away from me"

Dragging me out of the mansion, he stood by his car, calling someone, probably Aki, telling her that I am drunk and he is going to take me home.

"Hey" I yell, jumping up and down slowly, "do you know where the toilet is?!"

"Really Ky?!" He gave me a look, incredulously tapping his leg on the twirling floor.

"What?!" I scowl "I might be cruel, but hey! Even a monster needs to pee"

"Someone is being sonorous"

"You like me that way"

"I won't deny that" he smile opening the passengers door "now get in, let's get you home"

I see his simple yet delicious outfit, a black sweater and a black ripped jeans, with a white flip-flops.

"How about checking me out in the car" he smirk at me, gesturing to the open door car.

"Well, let me guess, you didn't want to come to the party at all" I move towards the car, throwing my new purse at him. "But flip-flops really?!"

"Good guess, hun" he close the door after me, moving to his.

I was losing my sense of decorum by being zonked but it didn't matter to my drunk self, rather I was enjoying my way to home, by blabbering nonsense and complimenting him about his looks every now and then.

True, I might be drunk, but every little words I said today, to him, was what I couldn't say without being drunk.

The car stopped, right in front of my house. I watch as the gates open, and at the front door stands Astree and Noah, waiting for me.

I needed them to wait for us next time. Me and Ashton. My always love and his always pain. I wanted us, the next time, to come back together, without me neither him being drunk.

All I wanted was him, all of him, not just a scant. And I wanted to give him all of me to, just like I did before.

I love him. I want and need him. But everything we had was ephemeral.

He led me out of his car, me staring at him, his back, as he take me to the door, where they were waiting. Then suddenly I smirk, standing.

"Take me to my room"

"Don't like how that came out" he chuckle, "I wouldn't mind though"

"Pick me up then" I glare at him.

"What?!" Three of them yell in sync.

I giggle at him, scowling at them.

"You two why are you still standing here?!" I point at them "Go, get in, and you" I smile batting my eyelashes at him, "come on, pick me up, take me to my room"

"Embarrassment" I heared Noah say before he jog in to the house.

Right as they get in Ashton scoot in front of me and I whine loudly, watch as he turn, shocked.

"Now what!!" He grunt.

"Not like that dammwit," I pick him up, nearly tripping my self, giggling childishly I turn him to me, "go on, pick me up, am not that heavy"

"Either I give you a piggyback or I drag you in"

"Please" I move closer to him, hugging him on the waiste, inhaling his familiar scent, listening to his harsh heartbeats, closing my eyes and getting used to his touch again. As if I could.

But it was all over soon. He pick me up bridal style looking at me, piercing my soul with his blue eyes, his hands burning me, igniting fire.

I continue hearing his heartbeat my arms around his neck as he look forward, moving a little too fast.

I always wished time to pause, but now I want it to stop completely, for we for once in a long were arm in arm, a safe, sound and content place.

He sure was my placate world. Utopia. My utopia.

Sure enough, we were in my bedroom, me at my bed, him at my side, tucking me, locking me behind the sheets.

His eyes met mine as he stood, his hands in his pocket, as if taking his cue to leave.

"Even though I loved our  spasmodic twist, I get going now, before you get sober"

"You hate me, don't you?!" I pout "I am cruel witch, aren't I?!"

"I wouldn't deny that," he chuckle "no offenses though"

"Some taken" I try shrugging "you know I have reasons, don't you? For leaving you, hurting you. I know my reasons would be lame, but you know me and how I feel, you know I am not that cruel, OK maybe I am. But..." I pause looking at him through my eyelashes, through the dark with a little lava lamp, "but I love you"
I spoke my heart.

"That was before," his eyes held no mercy, "if you even loved me back then"

"She would totally want to hear about her confession tomorrow morning"

I heared Noah's voice, my eyes at Ashton, and hurt visible in my voice as I say.

"Do you think my love was fake back then?!" Tears threaten to fall, "you know I love you Ashton, and I know you know it"

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