Just Engaged || Completed

Part 1

y/n's speaks:

My eardrums were tearing apart due to the sound of partying. I was finally enjoying my existence forgetting myself, my past. I closed my eyes sinking myself into the loud music. I was brought back to reality when a hand patted my back. I turned back as I opened my eyes and turned back to see who it was. It was Shelly. My friend. I hugged her as I was totally enjoying my life right then.

"Enjoying?" she asked.

"Totally" I screamed still dancing.

Shelly was my friend. My best friend. She is a journalist and a person to always try things different living her life to her fullest. She never saved money for herself. I have always been her priority. She was the person who was with me through my thick and thins. My family of course supported me, but still I needed a person to cheer me up and to bring me out of the depressed life state. Unlike my family who was crying with me, Shelly was the person to make me stop being depressed about what has happened. She brought me to this club to make me feel how the real world is. She pulled me towards the bar counter and gave me a drink.

"Shelly... What? No... I'm not drinking. You know I don't drink" I said widening my eyes.

"And you think I don't know that? Come on. You have not been to a club like this, nor worn a dress like this. So why not this?" she said.

After throwing a few tantrums, however she forced me and I was neither in a mood to be a good daughter nor a good decent wife. I wanted to forget everything. I wanted to be a completely different person that day. I tried the drink whatever she gave me in one gulp. I thought it would burn my throat as that is what I saw in movies when people who drink for the first would react. But it was completely fine and though it didn't taste that good, I felt good. I felt superior to my old self as I was trying something out of my line.

After a few drinks, I felt myself losing my mind. Shelly thought that I would be a kind of person who would just shut myself after few drinks and fall asleep. Maybe I was. But that day... that day was different. I started dancing with all my might and lost myself. She was still happy for me.

She left me dancing there and she went to get herself another drink. As I was again losing myself in the loud music, now with a bit (maybe a lot) of alcohol, I lost my balance falling on a tall figure who caught me on time. I looked at him with a stupid smirk while he was still holding me.

Before I could open my mouth, he uttered the exact words that were about to slip out of my mouth. "Single?" he asked raising his eyebrows.

"What do you think?" I asked and bit my lower lip.

We both looked at each other's eyes for few moments and we both can feel the pain that we were undergoing underneath this happy face now. At a spark of the moment, we both grabbed each other's face and started kissing. As we were kissing, both of us could taste the salty tears that escaped both of our eyes. I thought I was the one to cry and he thought it was him. We both pulled off to witness that both of us were crying.

Now, he came closer to me slowly, placed his left hand on the side of my neck and slowly brought it upwards, while placing his right hand on my waist. I went closer to him. He looked down at me as I raised my head and placed both of my hands behind his neck and we kissed again. But this time, more passionately and slowly.

I knew what was going to happen next. He guided me to a private room and I gladly accepted it. But suddenly I remembered Shelly. So, I just excused myself from the stranger to inform Shelly that I was and will be fine for the night. She was excited but also warned me to be safe. I nodded and we both hugged as I ran towards him sloppily.

We both were clearly drunk. We were not in our senses but we needed it badly. We both shared a deep sorrow that no one could witness. But both of us could say it from the way our eyes spoke. I want this. We want this. Just one night, to forget everything. I was not y/n that day. I wanted it and was not even sure that if I would even regret it later. But it was not the only thing that I would regret doing in my life. So... I went for it. 

The Stranger speaks:

I saw her running to me sloppily while I was on my way to rescue her from falling. But I was already drunk hard that we both fell down. I didn't want anyone to know who I was. I was already in enough problems that I didn't want another one to handle. I hid my face by hugging her tight, while I pulled out my mask and wore it.

I guided her to the private room that I booked prior. I had booked it just for my personal space to get drunk that night. But when I was about to return to the room, that is when I saw her. I didn't even remember how she was. All I knew was, she was wearing a knee length black satin dress. Not much of her skin was revealed which made me wonder, how would it be to reveal it, little by little, inch by inch.

While I opened the door, she stopped me.

"Umm... Mr.Stranger. Since this is going to be a one-time... umm... thing, like... no strings attached, its better if we not know each other. So better we don't switch on the lights" she said in her drunken voice.

I agreed. I agreed because that was what I actually wanted. Not because that it was a one-time thing. But because I didn't want to reveal myself.

And then, there we stood, in front of the bed kissing each other. She unbuttoned my shirt, while I was unzipping her slowly still kissing. Now she was removing my belt in a haste. She wasn't sure how to remove it while I wasn't sure how to further remove her dress.

"First time?" I asked with a smirk.

"Yes" she said with a grin.

"Me too" I returned the grin.

"So, I think we both can remove our dresses on our own" she said laughing while I agreed.