Against all Rules (wlw)

Chapter 9 - Try to forget - Olivia

Even though I just told my teacher to go fuck herself, I'm feeling pretty great. The sun is shining bright, and the weather is perfect for a tour on my bike. My mood instantly gets better as the wind hits my face. As soon as I reach the end of town and turn in onto the highway, I speed up harshly. The speed takes my worries with it.

When I arrive home, it's already dark outside. The streets are crowded with people who want to go out. Probably I'll go into a nearby bar too. Having nothing to do at weekends always makes me think I wasted it. Nightclubs are my thing. The feeling of losing control, paired with drunkenness and music, makes me forget.  It makes me forget the pain and everything that happened. It sets my mind free. For a moment, I can feel alive.

The smell of sweaty people fills my nose as I walk into the club. A  few people are dancing to "Don't Stop the Music"  from Robyn. It's still too early for the dancefloor to be crowded. Most of the people are drinking at the bar. Automatically, I start to scan the room for pretty women. Next to the couch, in one of the armchairs, I see someone matching my taste. Most of the time, I get what I want, so I just walk over there to try my luck.

"Hey, would you mind if I offer you a beer?" I smile, handing her a one. She turns away from her friend group to look at me with glowing eyes. "Would be stupid to ignore an offer like that, coming from a woman like you." She winks at me seductively. It's the jackpot for me. "Great. Nice to meet you. I'm Liv." She takes my hand with a tempting gesture. "Even nicer to meet you! I'm Sina. Let's go over there, don't you think?" Sina points to one of the empty spots in the club's corner. People only go there to make out. Seems I got what I wanted a lot sooner than expected. I sit down next to her and automatically put my hand on her knee. Just about now, I realize the similarity to Sarah. God, that woman really won't get out of my head. "You with me?" Sina asks. "Yeah shit, I was just thinking about... never mind. What were you saying?" Her face shows that she must be a little confused. "Well, I was starting to get to know you, but it appears that's not really what you have in mind." Shit, am I that pathetic? She's pretty, obviously not dumb, and for sure, she's hot as fuck. While all I can do, is thinking about someone I really hate.

"Maybe I need to apologize. Getting to know someone is not exactly what I'm looking for right now. Perhaps it's better if you go back to your friends. Except there might be a chance for me to take you home tonight?" She starts to smile. " Sweetie, I was joking. I'm not looking for someone to ride into the sunset with. You made it pretty clear from the start. I can tell there's something or someone on your mind, but that's none of my business. What do you say, wanna hop on the dancefloor?" "Let's fucking do that.", is all I reply. Sina grabs my hand and drags me to the meanwhile crowded space.

Slowly the music enters my body and fills me with joy. Sina is a great dancer. The two of us fit together perfectly. The songs drag us into a trance. Rubbing hips together, exploring each other's bodies. Just like I want it. From drink to drink, we are getting more loose and wild.

About 1 am, after a lot of dancing and wild making-out sessions, we decide to head home. It's not that crowded anymore since many people already headed home. We took a few drinks, and those shots at the end left me feeling drunk. Obviously, I can take more than Sina cause she sticks to me with her arm around my waist and won't let go. As we leave the club, I hand her my leather jacket cause I wanna smoke one before we go. There's no chance I'm gonna dispense with my after-party cigarette.

The smoke fills my lungs and makes me inhale deeply. We are standing a little bit offside. Through the weak lights, I can see a group of some people leaving. Sina is still not moving from my side and started caressing my neck with kisses. That's one of my most sensitive areas, and my body immediately responds. I turn to face her and press my lips onto hers. By now, I'm already really turned on. This is only making it worse. She definitely knows what to do. The kiss turns into a little more as I lead my hands up her legs, sliding up her dress. Her hands are resting on my hips, carefully squeezing from pleasure.

Suddenly, a loud noise catches my attention. It's just the group from before, fooling around. My gaze wanders over those people. There seem to be two couples and three obviously drunk women. Just when I'm about to look away, one of the women makes eye contact with me. I stop the kiss even faster than realizing who now is almost standing in front of me.