Bess, Doll ;]
If someone had told
Chester last year that he would be attending a Christmas party with a Hufflepuff, let alone dating one, he would of thought them to be out of there bloody mind. But that was before he meet Bess Zeller. Not only was she fit, but she didn't annoy him like most girls did and could actually hold a converstation with him. So now he found himself at the christmas party with a
date.
Normally, he would attend things like this alone. He like to keep his options open to whom he might be taking home at night, but now, he had Bess and believe it or not, having a girlfriend had its perks. It was so much less work than trying to find someone in a crowd of people. Not to mention she practically hung on every word that came out of his mouth. Like he said, easy.
He scanned the crowd looking for her, she had left a few minutes ago for the loo and she should of been back by now. Chester furrowed his brow when he finally spotted her off dancing with someone else. He wasn't quite sure
who that was but he did look like he was getting a little
too friendly with
his girlfriend.
He wasted no time making he way over to where she was. "May I cut in?" he said from behind Bess. His voice portraying the perfect gentlemanly boyfriend, while the look in his eye clearly told the boy to back the fuck off. He took her hand and gracefully spun her around to face him, careful that she didn't see the look that his face previously held. "Doll, you left me to dance with other men? I'm wounded." he said in a fake mock hurt.
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