To Be Loved By You - Brad Simpson Fanfiction

Chapter Twenty-Six

A/N: I'm so exited about this one!! What do you think??

Long gone are the worries about my dress being too short. The alcohol has taken control of my mind and the music is pulsating through my veins. I lean against Connor's shoulder as he's talking to a man I don't know that's come over with a friend of his about an hour ago. We've been talking for a while whilst Tris, James and Brad have been off somewhere else some time ago.

We're all pretty smashed.

The man Connor's talking to is really nice. His name's Jim, he does music too and the two boys have been talking about all kinds of technical stuff that I have no idea about. Jim's friend has been rather quiet. His presence really makes up for it though. He's gorgeous. His dark beard is perfectly trimmed and a small smile is tucking at his lips every now and then, showing of his white teeth. I try to make out his eye color when Jim nods at me. 'Your girlfriend here seems to be eyeing up Matheo a bit', he says to Connor whilst he pads his friends back.

Matheo.

What a beautiful name.

'Oh she's not my girlfriend', Connor laughs. Matheo smiles a little brighter this time and I can't help but feel the heat rise to my cheeks.

I have been starring at him.

When I hide my face in my hands and I chuckle of embarrassment I feel someone sit down beside me. It's Matheo. He leans in so I can understand him better over the loud music.

'I was contemplating to ask you to come dancing with me for the past hour.' His Spanish accent makes my heart skip a beat.

'How about you ask me now?'

He grins at me, then he holds out his hand for me to take and pulls me with him. I turn around and see Connor wink at me. I stick my tongue out at him before I keep following Matheo. I try my best not to stumble over my own feet and keep giggling. When we get to the dance floor where it's much more cramped he puts his hand on my lower back. I feel the goosebumps on my arms arising. We find a good spot and start dancing. Metheo puts his hands on my hips and pulls me a little closer. His aftershave is stinging and his grip is a little too tight but I'm too drunk to care. I let him sway me around to the music whilst I place my arms on his shoulders and link my hands behind his neck. My heart is bumping against my chest. What the hell am I doing here. I will have to tell Maya about this. She's gonna flip out.

My thoughts are pulled form my best friend and back to the situation I am in when Matheo leans in. 'You're incredibly hot. I can't believe that Connor guy just let me go with you.'

I giggle.

Again.

'He has a girlfriend.'

Matheo nods. 'That explains it.' He winks at me and I bury my face in his chest this time.

So much aftershave.

Matheo uses the opportunity to pull me even closer, his hands travel down my hips and onto my butt. My whole body tenses but he doesn't seem to notice. He squeezes my butt a little and I'm really not sure whether I like it. But the alcohol is fogging my brain and I don't think about it anymore and let it happen. I let Matheo brush his lips past my ears and whisper sweet nothing into them. I feel his hot breath on my neck and let him gently suck my skin. I can tell there's gonna be a spot tomorrow.

I've not let anyone touch me like this since Luke. But I can't think straight enough to fully realize that. Realize what's happening.

'Should we go somewhere else?', Matheo whispers. I don't say anything, I just let him pull me with him. This time I can't stop myself from stumbling. He pulls me to a small floor by the toilets and presses me up against the wall. He's so much closer to me now but I still can't make out his eye color. I feel like everything around my is suddenly black and white.  I can feel his hands all over my body, his lips now touching mine. His breathing is going faster. I feel it, but I don't see anything anymore.