5 Chapter 4

* Reality is wrong. Dreams are for real. *- Tupac Shaker

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Logan would have never expected that Charm would be this enticing and breathtaking.

‘I mean look at her, she has waist long hair that she put in a ponytail because it was bothering her, golden brown eyes, a breathtaking smile and a curvaceous body that makes any man quiver, especially me.’

"Are you going to keep drooling or are you going to open the door Logan?" She says with her hands on her hips.

‘God how much more gorgeous can she get?.......Holy she knows my name. Yes!!!’ I mentally fist pump the air.

"Oh, um sorry." He nervously rubs the back of his neck then open the door and lets her in first.

She has a smile on her face while shaking her head then enters the room. And that’s when he sees it, the Dream Catcher tattoo, the exact one from the prophecy.

He closes the door, locking it so they aren’t interrupted and for privacy then turns around to ask her about the tattoo. "Hey what's that on your back?"

"Oh, you mean my tattoo?" She asks as she turns to face him. He nods with curiosity.

"It’s a dream catcher. I got it as a memory of my Grandfather, he and I had obsession with dreams He gave me a journal before he died, and I've been writing in it ever since. Then not to long after he passed I had a dream about a dream catcher and well that's where my obsession for them started, I got the tattoo when I turned 18. " She awkwardly shuffles her feet while explaining.

‘Wow I didn't expect that.’

"Umm can I see it?" He nervously asks. She pauses for a moment then nods, facing her back towards him.

He moves her hair across her shoulder, so he can get a better look at the tattoo. He unconsciously moves his hand up and down, tracing the drawing with the pad of his finger. She shivers, he’s not sure if it’s because she’s uncomfortable or is getting goosebumps but for some odd reason that doesn’t give him a motive to stop tracing the intriguing artwork displayed on her enticing body.

As soon as he stops, Charm slowly turns to face him, looking at him with an intense look in her eyes. Logan feels a lump forming in his throat which prevents him from talking.

‘Hell, what would I even say she probably thinks I'm a creep.’ He panics to himself.

"Why are you so familiar to me?" She whispers. It seems she’s asking to herself more than to him. He sits there in silence admiring her, when she says that he first thought she would’ve recognized him from when they bumped into yesterday, but he is having his doubts.

"Umm I should probably go look for my friend..."She awkwardly says, making her way towards the door.

"No!! Stay for a bit please." He quickly latches on to her wrist and lightly tugs her towards the couch. They are both in Emmett’s movie room, it’s sound proof so there are no interruptions. Charm hesitates at first but then agrees as she takes a seat next to Logan.

“Tell me more about yourself” Logan says to relieve some of the awkward tension that is currently in the room. After they start talking, the tension soon faded, only to be replaced with comfort.

‘This girl is making me feel things I’ve never felt ever before and it’s a bit scary. There’s a connection here more than what the prophecy can give us. But I need to get my head in the game and try to figure out a way to tell her about the prophecy before it’s too late.’ Logan is having a mental battle as he listens to Charm.

But with all the information that was given to Logan about her confirms his suspicions, she’s his Charm, the very Charm from long ago who use to not only be his hopeless crush but also one of his closest friends. It also has been confirmed that she is the very one that is needed to complete the prophecy.

This night is getting very interesting.

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Meanwhile Emmett is feeling that luck is on his side. ‘Well we found the girl of the prophecy and she is so Logan’s kind of girl, if you know what I mean. And I have a hottie of my own.’ The very girl that is currently running through his mind, happens to be sitting on one of the stools at the bar, wearing in his opinion a very sexy backless burgundy dress. Emmett is just about to make his way towards her that is until one of his teammates blocks him from moving forward.

“Hey man, awesome party.” The teammate gives Emmett a fist pump then leaves. Yet again before he can take another step forward, another teammate comes up to him with two girls hanging on each of his arm. “Rad party Emmett” then finally walks away.

‘Finally!’ Emmett mentally exclaims.

He looks back towards the direction of the bar where “his mission” was sitting, only to see that she wasn’t sitting there anymore. Instead she is currently on the dance floor with some loser, in Emmett’s opinion.

‘No loser is going to steal away my girl’ He mentally protests. Emmett quickly makes his ways to the dance floor, ignoring everyone else that was calling his name. He is too determined to have any interruptions. Once he reaches to where the “loser” is with his girl, he taps on the guy’s shoulder then told him to get lost.

Of course, the guy runs away like any coward while seeing a big scary jock who can be quite intimidating. Lucky enough she had her back towards them throughout the fiasco. Emmett gets stuck in a trance as he admires her, too busy drooling like a fool as she moves her hips to the beat of the song.

Soon enough Emmett gets out of the trance and wraps his arms around her waist, bringing her back against his chest as they both move to the beat of the music. At last, he can’t take it anymore, he must see her enchanting face, so he spins her around to face, leaning his forehead against hers their lips were just inches apart. She gasps in shock and whispers his name but doesn’t tries to loosen his grip.

‘God she is so beautiful’.

The song unfortunately comes to an end, but Emmett doesn’t move, and she doesn’t seem to mind either, seeing as she wraps her arms around his neck pulling even more closer to him.

“Why don’t we go somewhere quieter?” She whispers into Emmett’s ear, then nibbles on it. He bites his lip preventing any noise from escaping his mouth and latches onto her wrist, pulling her away from the crowd and the upstairs to his private bedroom.

As soon as they enter the room and close the door behind them, Celeste slams Emmett against the closed door kissing him hungrily. He groans loudly in desire to then switch their positions so that she is now against the door.

She wraps her arms once again around his neck, but this time has her hands tugging on the strands of his hair. He lifts her up by her gripping his thighs, causing her to wrap her legs around his waist.

“Emmett...” Celeste moans in delight as he kisses her neck getting lower and lower. As they continue to briefly explore each other, him with his lips on her and her with her hands on him, Emmett soon comes back to reality once Celeste starts to pull on his belt.

Meanwhile Celeste is enjoying everything, maybe a bit too much. ‘God this has to be a dream? If it is, this is the sexiest dream I’ve ever had, and I don’t ever want to wake up. I, Celeste Evans am making out with Emmett Matthews, the hottest guy on campus and my dream guy. I knew I wore the right dress. And oh my god his abs… yum.’ And for that enjoyment to suddenly just stop, made her feel a bit disappointed but also rejected.

“What? What is it?” She starts to panic. ‘Oh god, has he finally realized what a horrible mistake he would’ve made by sleeping with me.’

“Celeste, I’m not going to have sex with you.”

“Oh my god! I knew it! I mean why would you want to have sex with me anyways? It’ll be a huge regret in the end.” ‘God I should have never gotten my hopes up in the first place.’

“What?! Celeste! Babe what are you talking about?”

“God, nothing. Forget it, forget this ever happened. I’m such an idiot.” She turns around to unlock the door and leave but gets pulled back in, pinned against the door.

“Celeste, you’re drunk babe. I’m not going to take advantage of you in this state and later in the morning have you regretting everything. When we make love, I want us both to remember absolutely everything.” Emmett says calmly while caressing her face. Her eyes start to tear up.

“So, you don’t think I’m ugly and that you would’ve made a horrible mistake by sleeping with me?”

“Of course not, babe you are the most beautiful and sexiest woman I’ve ever seen. And being with you in anyway possible would never be a mistake, it would be a privilege, an honor.” He replies sincerely while still caressing her face.

Celeste smiles and wraps her arms around him once again but this time pulling him into a hug. He’s surprised at first, but shortly after wraps his arms around her waist, hugging her back.

“Umm… sorry about all of that ranting earlier. I panic pretty quickly.” Celeste awkwardly says as she pulls away to sit on his bed.

“Umm it’s ok. To be honest, I wasn’t using the right head earlier. Trust me I enjoyed every second of it but like I said to you, I don’t want you regretting anything in the morning. There’s plenty of time to finish what we started another day.” He chuckles while rubbing his head nervously then starts putting his shirt back much to her disappointment.

“Oh, and how are you so sure that there will be another opportunity to finish what we started?” She replies with utter confidence, hoping to get a reaction.

“Oh, well I was kind of hoping you didn’t notice that part, I don’t want to sound like a douche.” He rambles a bit while blushing.

“God you’re so hot.”

“Why thank you. You’re pretty sexy yourself.” He flashes her a cheeky grin.

She giggles instead of feeling embarrassment like she should have, she felt utter happiness. She then moves up his bed to her back against the head board, patting the spot next to her as a signal for him to sit next to her.

Emmett was surprisingly hesitant at first, probably thought she was going to try and seduce him once again, but then jumps on the bed to lay on his side facing her in the spot she patted. She giggles at his silliness once again.

‘God he’s so cute. He needs to stop before I melt.’

“So umm, why exactly did you bring me here then?” Celeste nervously asks while playing with the material of her dress.

“Well I wanted to be alone with you. But not to have sex…at least not yet.” The last part he tried to whisper but tragically failed.

“Well ok, but why me? You can be with any girl you want.” She asks confused. “You’re right I can be with any girl I want.”

’Geez way to make me feel good about myself.’

“But I don’t want just any girl, I want you. You, Celeste Evans!” Emmett yells, throwing his hands up in the air for the dramatic affect.

‘I think I just fell more in love with him than before. Luck is on my side tonight. I wonder what else is in store.’