She stole his breath

All ready! He walked down the stairs, the aura of his confidence and arrogance oozing out to the surroundings. He had to be perfect tonight he half-humouredly thought. He cuffed his links one last time and straightened his tie. The always ruffled up, jet-black hair framed his forehead as one lock of a curl swept across his temple swaying with his every step. He was ready and he was prepared . 4 years have passed . They lead a different life now . And she would have no power over him like before . He had been naive and innocent. And now his various experiences in life have taught him how to keep his hormones under control. A waiter jogged past him and almost lost his balance as a girl clumsily came near him. OH MY GOD. This is not going to be an easy task he groaned inwardly. He knew he had to use every bit of his ammunition to stop himself from doing the same mistake again . She looked nothing like his past fantasies. Yes of course, having a crush on your best friend's sister is no small matter to be cast away . The innocent smile and casual giggles she shared with him helped in no way. So, he had to go, far away from her for the sake of his sanity. Now four years later, nothing seems to have changed, except she has turned out to be lovelier than before (if that’s even possible). She looked every bit of her bright young 23 years. Red curls bouncing upon her neck and cascading over her almost covering her backless dress . Golden streaks slightly glossed over the curls near her for forehead glistened against the party lights. She wasn't just beautiful but she was magnetic, attracting everyone and everything to her. The real surprise was she had no idea of what she did to him or to others. All she had to was smile and he would gladly deliver his heart on a Golden platter, yet again. Her long eyelashes batted effortlessly and he had to control his boiling blood. His secret crush had been well maintained in the past. But he wasn't sure that he will remain a human for long . Like a man acting on carnal hunger, he strode over to her oblivious frame. Her eyes finally registered on the towering figure in front of her. And she let out a soft gasp which was soon hidden by a small cough. He was here, in flesh and blood. She inwardly pinched herself to see if he was real. Unsure of what to do, she did the one thing she could do without embarrassing herself in the party. Her hands flung over to his shoulders and cupped his neck as she hugged him with great ferocity. Her skin was on fire and her nerves tingled from top to toe. She was sure that every single feeling she had buried in the past years was now smothering him. She could sense that he was taken back by her reaction. But not a second later, his hands came around her waist and pulled her tight, almost crushing her . But she didn't care for she has imagined this embrace a few million times and none of her fantasy came near the reality of his warmth. They stayed that way for a few more seconds before he finally broke the embrace to directly look into her eyes . She couldn't find her voice as his eyes raked over her dress. She looked at him and said " I missed you". It was almost a silent whisper in the screaming party. But he heard it loud enough to let his lips capture hers in a toe-curling kiss . It was initially a mere brush but when her hold on his shoulders tightened, he lost his control and kissed her like it was the last time they will ever see each other, like she will vanish if he lessens his grip. She was more than happy to oblige to his demand. Their lips duelled in a fierce battle, completely unaware of their surroundings. But in that one moment he knew, this night will turn his whole life upside down.