My Saving Grace
Chapter 3
Ryan resisted the urge to ask who the guy was in our apartment last night, he knew how mortified I was that he nearly caught us kissing. It had been a week since Liam's attack and meeting Ville, I hadn't seen him again since. We were getting ready to go out to the pub close to where we live, Ryan said I owed him for bailing out on his party early, I hate emotional blackmail, I didn't fancy going out tonight because the club is always packed on a Sunday night. "come on Bam where that plum coloured dress shirt, you look really good in it. He said handing me the shirt I take it from him and huff "fine I'll wear the shirt, should I wear tight jeans too".
"yeah defo you are going to see if you run into that guy that was in our room last night" he smirked at me stifling back a laugh.
"you promised you wouldn't mention him Ryan". I stared daggers at him.
"ok I'm sorry, make sure you wear some eyeliner as well it makes your eye's stand out more".
"ok then". I wasn't going to argue with him, I would only lose anyway.
As I suspected, the club was packed, you couldn't move without bumping into someone. Ryan went to the bar to get the drinks and I went over to our friends, who thankfully got here early enough to grab a table. "Hi Bam, what's up". Dico stood and gave me a hug.
"Hi Dico, guys what's up". I'm smiled, I'm glad I came now my friends could always make me smile no matter what mood I was in.
"Drinks ahoy people" Ryan shouted as he came back to the table with a tray full of bottled beer. "I think its open mic night guys, look a band is going on stage. oh no I thought, open mic night always makes me cringe because the people who go up there suck.
The music started, which shockingly didn't suck, and the crowd started cheering and then the someone started singing. The voice pulled at something inside of me, made my belly quiver. I stood up and walked to the front of the crowd, I had to know who that voice belonged to. I looked up as I got to the front and stood shocked when I saw Ville singing, my saviour from the night that Liam tried to pummel me into the ground. His voice is truly indescribable. He looked through the crowd, when he saw me he smiled, it was a small smile but a smile none the less. I smiled as the blush spread over my face and I looked at my feet, when I looked back up he was watching me. The way he was looking at me and the lyrics he was singing, it felt like he was just singing to me and for a minute the crowd disappeared and it felt like it was just us.
She'll be right here in my arms
so in love
She'll be right here in these arms
she can't let go
When the song finished, the crowd cheered, he gave me one last smile and he and the band walked off stage.
I went back to the table and sat down, a dreamy look plastered on my face.
"Bam, you ok" Ryan shook me out of my dreamy state.
"Huh, oh sorry, I just wanted to see who was singing"
"Yeah whoever it was has a god damn hot voice". Dico said.
"yeah tell me about it" I muttered under my breath. We got to talking about a topic of no particular interest, I was only half listening anyway. I heard music playing again but no live band. mic night must of ended, that's when I looked across the room and saw Ville walk towards me. oh god I thought please don't come over to me when I'm with these guys, if they see me blush they will never let me live it down. No such luck, before I knew it he was by my side looking down at me, he bent forward, his lips close to my ear and said "do you want to dance". I was able to hold in the moan that was about to escape from my lips when I felt his hot breath on my ear and was just able to reply yes.
He held my hand and lead me to the middle of the dance floor. He pulled me gently to him, putting his hands on my wrists and rested them over his shoulders. I clasped my hands together behind his neck, resisting a incredible urge to run my hands through his short, curly hair. His hands came to rest on my hips and we let our bodies sway to the soft music of the song, he snaked his hands up my back slowly then back down to my hips. I tried not to moan at the touch, and concentrated on breathing. his hands didn't wander after that. He leaned his head down, his cheek touching mine "don't be shy, please look at me". I didn't realise I was looking at the floor, to busy to try and stop the hard on that was trying to happen, thinking of my uncle Vito helps when you have that problem. I looked up and he was looking in my eyes, my breathing hitched when I looked into his beautiful green eyes.
Suddenly the alarm on my phone went off, I set it before I left, so I would be back by midnight. oh shit .please not now I thought. I took my phone out of my jeans pocket and stopped the shrill of the alarm. "Do you have somewhere you need to be". he said, amused that I was fumbling with my phone, putting it back in my pocket. I smiled back "yeah I have a test in the morning".
"I will drive you, if you don't mind of course".
"I don't really need you to drive me, but it would be nice, thank you". I replied, what the hell, I want to him to see the confident side of me.
Confidence is not what I portrayed in the car, I was so nervous I started to ask to many questions. "So what other classes do you take".
"I take business studies, English lit as you know, art, history and music. When we got to my apartment block, he walked me to my door. "You ask a lot of questions".
"I'm sorry" I looked to the floor again, damn it I have to stop doing that.
"Its ok, you don't have to look at the floor all the time, I like looking at your beautiful face". He put two fingers under my chin and lifted my face to meet his, and I couldn't help but look in his eyes again. His fingertips raised to touch my temple, where the cut once was, he drifted his fingers down slowly. over the side of my face, he smiled when he saw me lean my face into his touch. I didn't realise I had closed my eyes until I heard him say
"Bam I would like to kiss, is that ok".
"yes" it was all I could say , my brain was not coping with what he had just said. His fingertips that were still on the side of my face, smoothed back up, travelled up my neck and rested on the back of my neck, his other hand on my hip.
It felt like a eternity before I felt his lips touch mine. It was the softest kiss I had ever had, I moaned as his lips gently brushed against mine, moving slowly but firmly. The hand that was on my hip moved to the small of my back and he gently pulled my body against his, my hands automatically winding round his neck, softly grabbing his hair.
Ryan resisted the urge to ask who the guy was in our apartment last night, he knew how mortified I was that he nearly caught us kissing. It had been a week since Liam's attack and meeting Ville, I hadn't seen him again since. We were getting ready to go out to the pub close to where we live, Ryan said I owed him for bailing out on his party early, I hate emotional blackmail, I didn't fancy going out tonight because the club is always packed on a Sunday night. "come on Bam where that plum coloured dress shirt, you look really good in it. He said handing me the shirt I take it from him and huff "fine I'll wear the shirt, should I wear tight jeans too".
"yeah defo you are going to see if you run into that guy that was in our room last night" he smirked at me stifling back a laugh.
"you promised you wouldn't mention him Ryan". I stared daggers at him.
"ok I'm sorry, make sure you wear some eyeliner as well it makes your eye's stand out more".
"ok then". I wasn't going to argue with him, I would only lose anyway.
As I suspected, the club was packed, you couldn't move without bumping into someone. Ryan went to the bar to get the drinks and I went over to our friends, who thankfully got here early enough to grab a table. "Hi Bam, what's up". Dico stood and gave me a hug.
"Hi Dico, guys what's up". I'm smiled, I'm glad I came now my friends could always make me smile no matter what mood I was in.
"Drinks ahoy people" Ryan shouted as he came back to the table with a tray full of bottled beer. "I think its open mic night guys, look a band is going on stage. oh no I thought, open mic night always makes me cringe because the people who go up there suck.
The music started, which shockingly didn't suck, and the crowd started cheering and then the someone started singing. The voice pulled at something inside of me, made my belly quiver. I stood up and walked to the front of the crowd, I had to know who that voice belonged to. I looked up as I got to the front and stood shocked when I saw Ville singing, my saviour from the night that Liam tried to pummel me into the ground. His voice is truly indescribable. He looked through the crowd, when he saw me he smiled, it was a small smile but a smile none the less. I smiled as the blush spread over my face and I looked at my feet, when I looked back up he was watching me. The way he was looking at me and the lyrics he was singing, it felt like he was just singing to me and for a minute the crowd disappeared and it felt like it was just us.
She'll be right here in my arms
so in love
She'll be right here in these arms
she can't let go
When the song finished, the crowd cheered, he gave me one last smile and he and the band walked off stage.
I went back to the table and sat down, a dreamy look plastered on my face.
"Bam, you ok" Ryan shook me out of my dreamy state.
"Huh, oh sorry, I just wanted to see who was singing"
"Yeah whoever it was has a god damn hot voice". Dico said.
"yeah tell me about it" I muttered under my breath. We got to talking about a topic of no particular interest, I was only half listening anyway. I heard music playing again but no live band. mic night must of ended, that's when I looked across the room and saw Ville walk towards me. oh god I thought please don't come over to me when I'm with these guys, if they see me blush they will never let me live it down. No such luck, before I knew it he was by my side looking down at me, he bent forward, his lips close to my ear and said "do you want to dance". I was able to hold in the moan that was about to escape from my lips when I felt his hot breath on my ear and was just able to reply yes.
He held my hand and lead me to the middle of the dance floor. He pulled me gently to him, putting his hands on my wrists and rested them over his shoulders. I clasped my hands together behind his neck, resisting a incredible urge to run my hands through his short, curly hair. His hands came to rest on my hips and we let our bodies sway to the soft music of the song, he snaked his hands up my back slowly then back down to my hips. I tried not to moan at the touch, and concentrated on breathing. his hands didn't wander after that. He leaned his head down, his cheek touching mine "don't be shy, please look at me". I didn't realise I was looking at the floor, to busy to try and stop the hard on that was trying to happen, thinking of my uncle Vito helps when you have that problem. I looked up and he was looking in my eyes, my breathing hitched when I looked into his beautiful green eyes.
Suddenly the alarm on my phone went off, I set it before I left, so I would be back by midnight. oh shit .please not now I thought. I took my phone out of my jeans pocket and stopped the shrill of the alarm. "Do you have somewhere you need to be". he said, amused that I was fumbling with my phone, putting it back in my pocket. I smiled back "yeah I have a test in the morning".
"I will drive you, if you don't mind of course".
"I don't really need you to drive me, but it would be nice, thank you". I replied, what the hell, I want to him to see the confident side of me.
Confidence is not what I portrayed in the car, I was so nervous I started to ask to many questions. "So what other classes do you take".
"I take business studies, English lit as you know, art, history and music. When we got to my apartment block, he walked me to my door. "You ask a lot of questions".
"I'm sorry" I looked to the floor again, damn it I have to stop doing that.
"Its ok, you don't have to look at the floor all the time, I like looking at your beautiful face". He put two fingers under my chin and lifted my face to meet his, and I couldn't help but look in his eyes again. His fingertips raised to touch my temple, where the cut once was, he drifted his fingers down slowly. over the side of my face, he smiled when he saw me lean my face into his touch. I didn't realise I had closed my eyes until I heard him say
"Bam I would like to kiss, is that ok".
"yes" it was all I could say , my brain was not coping with what he had just said. His fingertips that were still on the side of my face, smoothed back up, travelled up my neck and rested on the back of my neck, his other hand on my hip.
It felt like a eternity before I felt his lips touch mine. It was the softest kiss I had ever had, I moaned as his lips gently brushed against mine, moving slowly but firmly. The hand that was on my hip moved to the small of my back and he gently pulled my body against his, my hands automatically winding round his neck, softly grabbing his hair.