Owen

She looked around my all too familiar bachelor pad. Nothing's changed. Nothing will ever change.

"Why am I here ?"

I looked down at her with amusement," I think that amnesia still hasn't left."

She folded her arms across her chest, annoyingly. I couldn't help but peek at the clear milky skin of her chest showing in her shirt.

She is bloody making this hard for me.

"Stop fooling around. I want to be sent back home."

I clenched my jaw and walked slowly towards her. She stood still, not showing me any sign of weakness. But I knew better.

"I'm not one bit fooling around. And I'm not taking you back home, sweet Juliet. Remember we have a lot of catching up to do" I smirk devilishly at her.

Her eye's widen at the mention of those same words. I knew I should not do what I was doing. But I needed to come clean after so many years. I needed her to see my side of the story.

And I'm not letting her go that easy.

"You have no right to say such things, Owen ! " she scolds.

My eye-brows raises in a perfect arch.

"Oh yeah ? So who's right is it ? Oliver's ?" I scoffed.

She was about to tell me off when I put my fingers on her lips. She looked down at them and back at my eyes. Confused, she pouts slightly. Her lips just feels right when I touch them. They are the same as I remember, plum and soft.

This is hard....

I sigh.

"You have no idea what you do to me, Juliet. You might think you have changed but you are still my Juliet."

I put my fingers around her neck and inch her closer.

"You have no idea how many I looked for you that night."

I swallows and brush my lips against hers. She purrs at the contact. I clench my eyes shut.

Keep it in your pants, man.

I presses my lips firmly on her lips and nibble on the lower one. I could just feel myself getting harder. I touch her heat through her dress. She clenches tightly against me. But it felt like she was pulling away.

Not one bit giving in, though it was taking a lot of self control on my part not to throw her over my shoulder and march straight for the bedroom to have my way with her.

"Stop fighting it. Stop fighting me." I rasped.

She shakes off my hold. I look up at her to see her eyes starting to glisten.

Fuck. Don't cry.

My Juliet was always a strong one. Never cried but when she did I felt my heart crash into a million pieces.

"Do you have any idea how much I cried when I saw you at your place, looking like that ? It was on prom night ! How could you do that to me ?"

She start punching at his chest," I thought you ... you -" She hiccuped, her words beginning to fumble with her sobs.

She looked devastated and it was all because of me. I caught hold of her.

Her eyes slowly closing off into a deep slumber but she kept mumbling," You loved me...."

I sighed and picked her up,walking towards my bed.

I lay her down and slowly undressing her. Though the current situation was tense, I couldn't help but feel strongly towards her curvious slender body.

I unzipped her dress and took it off. I gulped down at her body just clad in a red bra and panties.

Jesus.... This is difficult.

I run a hand through my hair. I swallowed the big lump in my throat and told myself.

"Suck it up. It's nothing like you haven't seen before."

But I was wrong.

Juliet 's body was a constant reminder to me whenever I got laid with a woman. I couldn't stop comparing them and beat myself a billion times calling out her name instead.

I was a sucker for her. But she doesn't need to know that. I put her in one of my shirts, which kinda reminded me when we both started dating. I laid down beside her pulling her beside me.

"I will get you back, Juliet. I'll get you back to me."

Seven years ago...

Juliet

I was going on a date with Owen.

The Owen.

It was on force mainly by his part. I should have pressed charges but since I got him to beg for it in front of the whole school, I couldn't.

Well ... Sort of. He won anyway.

It went something like this....

"For the last time I said no no No NO ! I'm not going out with you, Owen. So pick someone of your own size." I barked. Very unladylike on my part but what the heck.

"That's not very nice you know, sweet Juliet. It's just one date and you would get to know me that I'm handsome, good looking and hot."

I chuckle at his behaviour.

"You just said the same things about yourself three times." I corrected him.

"I did ? Well then, on this date you get me to learn a few more adjectives to describe myself." He smirked back.

I shook my head.

I have to give it to him. The guy is persistent.

It's been a whole week since he has been asking me out. And I downright refused him because I know who I'm dealing with.

Owen Melon is a trouble-maker. Something I should stay clear from.But for some reason I wanted to play with him.

"But for persistence I think I might do a double take. Since you are asking me to go out with you that badly why don't you beg for it in front of the whole school ?"

He froze. "I beg your pardon ?"

"You heard me. On your knees,Owen."

As for Owen, he was giving me the stink eye. I raise my eye-brows in a challenge. "Its either this or no date, baby."

It was so much fun to see him get all riled up.

We were currently in the hallways and from the way we were talking, I think we gathered quite an audience. This whole thing seemed a bit déjà vu.

Reminded me of the time I first met him. He cleared his throat, looking down at me, knowingly. So he does remember. I raise my eye- brow again and wait.

He huffs and slowly falls to his knees.

People gasp around us, wondering what the hell is he doing. I try to control my laughter which I was miserably failing. Owen narrowed his eyes at me and then he smirked. This is not good.

"Dear sweet Juliet, I ask you to be my date for the night where I can escort you for dinner and a night of romance where we will make sweet love to one another. You shouting out-"

I quickly covered his mouth, my eyes widening when I realise what he was saying.

"Okay okay I'll go with you. That's enough." I quickly say.

Owen smirked victoriously.

" Told ya not to mess with the King."

And that's how I landed myself with the devil on a date. It was a quite a night, I must say.

To be continued---