Nothing but silence filled her ears as she walked down the hallway, Prisca had her eyes fixed on her destination with so much guilt inside of her. She couldn't sleep tonight without the thought of Grey coming right into her, not just his face, his voice, smile, and everything he did that made her fall for him deeply.
Maybe she was just too harsh on him and she should have forgiven him but the fear of him pulling another insult to her face is something she doesn't want right now, not at all.
With flickering eyes, she heard a low noise coming from the music room, she walked closer and the sound became clear. Soon, she got to the door, let out a deep breath, and turned the doorknob.
As she walked in, her eyes rested on Grey who sat near the large piano, his fingers playing and all Prisca could do was stare at him from a distance. She stood next to the door, her arms folded and Prisca could help but get surprised at how well he played so excellently that it caught her ajar.
"You sure know how to use your fingers on this" her voice echoed through the large room.
Surprised to see her, Grey turned to her and back to the piano, "I have always loved her" he muttered to Prisca's hearing.
With a pale look on her face, Prisca walked towards him and sat next to him. Slowly, she placed her fingers on each keyboard with a smile on her face.
"Do you play one?" Grey asked, watching her. He could feel a heat rise in his body as she sat right next to him, her hair tucked to her left ear and her blue eyes so mesmerizing that he couldn't help but agree that she is very beautiful.
Prisca looked at him, a smile glued on her face, "Yeah, I do know how to play one. Back then in high school, I attended music class every weekend but unfortunately, Playing the piano was the only thing that caught my interest and not the other musical instruments available" she smiled at him and focused her attention back on the piano.
Grey said nothing but watched her, he inhaled and noticed that she smelled of coconut and vanilla, a triggering scent that held his nostrils captive.
Prisca began to play, the sound filled the large room with only the present, she played and Grey just couldn't get his eyes off her. He noticed how fast his heart began to beat and the longer he stood next to her, the more he realized that he needed her, the feelings growing inside of him just can't be denied.
"That's beautiful," Grey muttered as soon as she stopped playing.
"You think so?" She asked, her blue eyes not leaving him.
"Yeah, you are".
Prisca smiled, "And you are not bad too, Felix told me that you do come here to spend your alone time. At first, I didn't believe it…."

Grey chuckled, "Why?" He raised a brow at her.
"Just take a look at yourself, Grey?"
Grey laughed, "Why?"
Prisca shook her head, "Come on, who will think that a bad-looking boy like you is into a piano of all musical instruments? Anyone who sees you might think that you are into a guitar or something that portrays your bad boy features, not a piano".
Grey laughed at her words, "Stop playing with me Prisca, I don't look so bad, I am just a normal dude".
"Nah, you are not" Prisca shook her head in disapproval.
Grey stared at her, "What do you think about me, Prisca?" He inquired to Prisca's surprise.
She looked up at him, their eyes glared at themselves for minutes without letting out a word themselves.
Slowly, Grey moved closer to her, a great heat aroused between them and Prisca couldn't stop the way her heart began to beat so fast just watching him come closer to her.
Grey watched her, there was this look in her eyes that he just couldn't read. Does she feel the same way he does, is her tempo rising the same way his heart is beating so fast, he just couldn't explain it?
"Tell me, Prisca, what do you think about me?" he whispered into her ears, their faces together as he held her chin, wanting her to look deep into his eyes.
Prisca gulped down hard not knowing what to say, all she could see were green eyes staring right straight into her, their face slowly coming closer towards each other, his red sexy lips facing right to her.
"I think you are one bad sexy boy who cares about no one but yourself" she muttered not leaving his eyes, her whole body was about to explode as they were so close to each other that she could feel his breath.
With an affectionate look on him, Grey tucked her hair behind her ears, the whole process felt so heavenly to Get who did nothing but stare at him like a puppy looking up to its owner.
"You are so beautiful Prisca" he whispered to her, closed his eyes, and placed his nose on hers, their forehead meeting.
"I just can't keep this feeling inside of me," he said to her with love, his eyes filled with emotions, "I have always admired you from the first day I met you in the hallway. Ever since that day, I just couldn't get you off my mind, your eye" he paused, his green eyes fixed on hers ``Your lips, so mind-blowing that I wanted to kiss it that very night you came home drunk, the night you held me tight and told me that you need me to stay" he brushed her cheek with his thumb, "I tried to hate you Prisca, but I couldn't because I find myself falling deeply in love with you with every second of my life" he confessed, his eyes fixed on the shocked face of Prisca.