9 Chapter 8
CHILL girl the party has just started and you are all tensed up"Ivie told her friend seeing her discomfort as she ordered another bottle of wine
"I can't chill when am this exposed" Iris frowned
"I feel all eyes are directly on my chest and laps"
Ivie laughed as her eyes scanned the spacious lounge that at the moment it could pass for a club the place was clogged with people and different activities going on most were lost in the rhythm of P-SQUARE ALINGO dance style blasting from the DJ while orders were lost in there bottles she noticed truly several glances were thrown there way actually they had warded off a lot guys who obviously thought they were playing hard to get
"Where is that fat fish anyway"
"Am sure going to tell him" Iris smiled as she sighted sagbore at the dance floor with a pretty girl that really outdid herself
"he is probably busy with a big fish he caught" they both burst out laughing
"That's what you should do loosen up and have fun" Ivie handed her wine in a disposable cup
"Make a toast girl" she raised hers up smiling at Iris
"To having fun and friendship" Iris smiled deciding not to try adjusting her dress since it proved futile.
She was wearing one of Ivie sleeveless gown that had a V neck spilling her cleavage and exposing her legs with low heels to avoid pains from the already healing foot she twisted.
The wine tasted sweet with a flavour that lingered the two girls giggled as they found joy in sipping and savouring the taste of the wine.
"Am not ever refusing wine from you again" Iris smiled at how exciting her first taste of alcohol has turned out
"Hey girls care if I join you guys"
Ivie raised her head to meet the tall cute guy as he stood grinning foolishly he was probably doing his best to be charming
"No" Iris slurred
"Yes" Ivie replied too quickly"but I don't want to sit I want to dance" she stood up as she staggered a bit holding the arms of the guy
"Oops! Easy" the guy snaked his arms around her waist as he smiled sweetly at her
"Just a bit tipsy but not foolish" Ivie admitted as they sauntered to the dance floor .
Iris watched as her friend shamelessly moved to the beat of All I WANT IS YOUR WAIST BY IYANYA and Mr tall seem to take advantage of the fact she was tipsy as his hands seems to be all over her having donned the last drop in her cup feeling all alone she stood up from their table feeling a bit too lightheaded and hot as if she was been baked in an oven.
Iris pushed through the crowd wanting nothing but a breath of clean air the lounge smells of alcohol smoke and sweat she had refused company of all the guys that had asked her to dance or hang out.
Outside the lounge was dark but she could hear the loud smooching from the corner where she could see the two couples all over themselves obviously that wasn't privacy what's wrong with every one.
Almost every guy and girl had their lips locked on each other and hands wondering she felt so out of place wishing she was in the comfort of her bed with a novel or sleeping.
"Who..."
Iris gave a loud yelp as someone slap her on her hips with a low whistle she turned to see Peter Obi
Smiling widely
"hey sugar"
Iris frowned peter is like a torn in her flesh since she entered the university he is a renowned skirt chaser but Iris saw him as a mental case who was meant to be in an asylum.
"Are you mad" she moved backed a bit feeling her skin crawl at his closeness
"Yes sugar,mad for you alone " he whistled again as his eyes travelled from her chest down to her legs
"Damn you look hot sugar"
"Stay away from me" Iris warned as she walked away from him wanting nothing but to go home she didn't even want to go back inside she felt so out of place here
"You can't run away from me forever sugar,soon I will make you mine"
The average height man ,muscularly built in his early twenties was good looking with a lip ring that made him look beautiful but he was a mess upstairs he had constantly boasted on his father owning a shipping company with millions to spend he obviously wasn't used to been turned down as he blocked her way enjoying her dishelved state
"If you touch me I will slap you so hard " she warned again slightly frightened as he made a move to touch her .
"Let her go dude" A calm voice rang out from the dark directly at her back she could feel the hairs at her neck rise.
"Who the hell are you,if I were you I would puck my nose elsewhere" peter bellowed back as he glared at Iris supposed defender trying to prove a point he tried dragging her away.
Iris slapped him hard on the chin giving herself much distance her back hitting on a hard surface loosing her balance she yelped as hard arm circled her waist keeping her from falling she felt fragile and small in his arms.
"Damn you witch..." Peter cursed rubbing his chin as he took a step closer
"You should have a rethink,if I were you I would back off" her defender warned again in a calm tone she felt a strange Summersault of butterflies in her stomach as he drew her close to his chest.
"Bastard..." Peter cursed "sugar am sure you know you won't get away with this" he made the words lingered in the air as he went back inside .
Iris took a deep breath"than...thank you"she stammered slightly as she moved away from his arms surprised to see the last person she expected to be her knight in shining armour
"You?"
"Yes me " Liam replied as his eyes scrutinized her from head to toe she was transformed from the oversized T-shirt girl he knew damn any man would go crazy seeing her dressed like this
"And am sure you took a look at the mirror before you left your room are you that stupid"
"What?" Iris seemed confused
"What?" He mimicked "you are half naked outside this godforsaken place in the middle of the night why won't any one want to touch you"
"I didn't ...am not..." Iris caught herself pushing him out of anger "who the hell do you think you are"
"I am the guy who just saved your ass"liam replied her annoyed as he pulled his jacket wanting to cover her from all the hungry eyes that ogled her
" take this and give yourself a bit of decency"he tossed it at iris "and if you can't hold yourself avoid alcohol" he glared at her
"you are not my father I can dress as I please and you are no one to tell me what to do"
Iris thought Liam was another madman she had to deal with everything he said was a word of insult to her for a moment she felt like slapping him too as she tossed his jacket back at him a whift of male scent and expensive Cologne lingered on her nose.
"You are a real firecracker" he chuckled
"You are a real jerk"
she fired back not finding any fun in it, turning to move away before she slapped him but he moved closer and caught her hands they both yelped as some sought of electric current jolted through them there eyes met in confusion Iris holding her breath as his warm breath fanned hers she studied him lost for a moment his kind of looks was the kind that screamed heartbreak.
The pure male assessment jolted her heart into a frenzy the way he looked at her made her felt torn between running away or kissing those full lips
She found herself staring into his dark eyes.
Liam gulped realising he was deeply mesmerized by her eyes her thinned lips begged to be kissed
Gosh!...were devils meant to be this handsome Iris thought to herself
the spell was broken when she felt something warm on her shoulder he tucked her arms in and took it upon himself to button the leather jacket covering her exposed chest
"That was easy" he said with a satisfied smile
Iris swore never to drink again maybe the wine had started playing games with her brains.
"Are you always an arrogant Jerk"
Liam gave her an intensed look as his hands grazed her cheek and then her lips sending tingles through her
"Maybe am doing a good Job in being a gentleman by depriving myself of knowing how those lips of yours taste"
"I hate you" Iris spoke weakly as she licked her lips moving away from him
"The feeling is mutual"
Liam replied her as she turned away and stomped backed to the lounge he followed her inside wanting to make sure she was safe from the hungry mongers that couldn't wait to pounce on her. What was he even doing Liam had asked himself but was not ready to give himself a perfect answer,he saw her whispered to the chubby guy he saw her with yesterday he assumed was her friend and whatever miss firecracker told him he frowned standing up and hugged her .
Liam didn't like the fact the guy was too familiar around her he cursed as they held hands half dragging the her friend out of the lounge
Iris sighted Mr arrogant leaning close to the wall that led to the exit she looked at him with disdain or that was what she thought as she followed her friends out of the disaster of a party not wanting to give a thought to why she was all fired up when he was close.
"One never knows what destiny has in
Store"
V.B
