I close my eyes and shut my mind off, letting my intoxicated body take over. I feel strong hands place themselves on my hips but pay no attention to it, moving my body slowly and seductively. I finally turn around to face my dance partner and he is pretty average, not exactly the sex god I was looking for but he'll do for the moment.
"Hey gorgeous, wanna get out of here?" He smirks co*ckily. His cologne attacks my nostrils. He's definitely overdoing it.
"Why don't we just keep dancing a little while longer love?" I reply into his ear over the loud music. I further prove my point by turning back around and grinding my ass into his front. He grabs at my hips hungrily.
I'm not going to f*ck this loser, but I might as well tease him a little before I ditch him. I look across the room as we dance together, and make eye contact with a brown haired boy. He's far more gorgeous than the guy behind me , and that hair ugh. I would love to pull on those locks. He looks back at me with the same hunger and smirks.
That smirk.
f*ck me, that smirk is doing things to me. He says something to his friend but continues to watch me with those beautiful eyes.
The game begins.
I take my dancing up a notch, raking my hands up and down my curves, playing with my hair, swaying my hips against the creeps front. I can tell he's getting too excited, poor guy doesn't even know he's being used.
See AlsoA tale of red hair and freckles - Chapter 2 - RedRivalK - Harry PotterTHE NAME OF THE ROSE - SILO.PUBLeap of Faith (Catch Me, If You Can) - Chapter 12 - alighterwood, ErinWantsToWrite - BatmanI face him and run my hands up and down his chest, looking back at the brown haired boy. He's mesmerized, his mouth opened slightly.
Time to reel him in.
I plant one kiss on the loser's jaw and leave, ignoring his protests and calls to get my attention. He'll get over it. I walk towards the beautiful boy and wink, but I don't stop to say hi. I step outside the club and lean against the brick wall. I pull out another joint from my bra and put it in between my glossed lips, waiting patiently.
If I've done my job right, and I usually do, my target will come running out any second. Just on time I see a head of floppy hair searching around, and when he makes eye contact with me he smiles again.
I smirk back mischievously and he takes a place next to me on the brick wall, which is starting to dig into my exposed skin.
"Got a light?" I ask, raising my brow. "Yeah sure," the boy replies. Even his voice is sexy.
He holds the lighter up to my mouth and I inhale the smoke deeply, closing my eyes in content.
I breathe the smoke out and look back over, feeling eyes on me. He's staring curiously at me as I smoke the joint. We stand in comfortable silence as I take another hit and relax a little.
I pass the joint to him and he inhales deeply as well. I take this moment to get a good look at him up close. He has golden tan skin, honey brown eyes, some cute freckles along his nose and a fresh scar on his chin. I won't deny that I was completely attracted to him, but I don't know if he is a f*ck or a fling just yet.
"I'm Freddie by the way, what's your name?" He questions, trying to keep me in his company longer as the joint runs out.
"Violet, I just moved here." I reply, trying to be mysterious.
His eyes get wider at my statement and says "you're an American? What are you doing here then?" He smiles jokingly.
I smile back and shrug, not wanting to tell my whole painful story to this beautiful stranger.
"Alright keep your secrets then, just thought you could use someone to show you around. I know all the best parties and pubs in town." He smiles proudly.
That could be nice actually, I'm not too fond of wandering the streets every night looking for the nearest rave.
"Ok then Freddie, I just might have to take you up in that offer sometime." He beams excitedly and you give a cheeky grin.
What is this guy doing to me! I'm grinning like a little school girl. I'm Violet Carter for f*cks sake. I can't get too attached to this boy, I can already tell he's going to be a hard one to leave once I have him.
I need to get out of here before I get sucked in.
"Ok Freds, I think I'm going to head out, but nice meeting you yeah?" I don't want to leave him but it must be done. Right?
He looks disappointed, and I feel like I just kicked a kitten. "Oh alright then, I guess I'll see you 'round?"
"See you around." I reply, masking my sadness.
Why am I so sad?! I met this guy litterally two seconds ago. Violet snap out of it!!!
I look at his face, and lean in to give him a kiss on the cheek. My lipgloss leaves a stain and I smirk, turning and walking away. I feel his eyes on my back and as I turn the corner I let out a sigh.
Maybe Bristol isn't as boring as I thought?
