"Your Mine."- Wilbur Soot|SMUT

Chapter 1

(Your a girl in this story btw) I was going to a pub with my friends Karl and Nick. We had been besties for like 12 years and we were all 24, except me. I was only 22. So we became friends when Karl and Nick were 12 in 7th grade and I was 10 in 5th grade. We had been close ever since our parents became friends. The pub was extremely loud. The flashing lights and booming music was crazy but I loved it.

As soon as I walked in a bunch of guys stared at me instantly but I just ignored it. I get stares all the time by men and women but it's alright because the first person I saw was a man standing by the bar, atleast 23 and about 6'5. Dam, he was so. Fucking. Hot. The way he looked at me just had me down on my knees right there(not in that way). He had a bud wieser in his hand and he stopped dead in his tracks to look at me. His jaw dropped just like I wanted too but i kept myself together.

I was wearing ripped jeans and a black crop-top with a high ponytail and my eyeliner looked really good that day. I didn't have my glasses on like I normally did, I had put in my contacts. He was wearing some worn out blue jeans and a knitted sweater with a white collar. He had curly brown hair that stook out from his tan beanie. I never had felt so in love before. When he picked his jaw up he smirked and walked towards me after handing his drink to his friend. Karl and Nick had already went over to one of the couches in the corner and were talking. This fine ass man walked over to me and asked me, "What's your name hun?" Hun. HE JUST CALLED ME HUN. THIS FINE ASS MOTHER FUCKING 6'5 MAN IS TALKING TO ME. "My names y/n" I said that as chill as possibly even though I was panicking on the inside. "That name is kinda hot-" he covered his mouth ad if he didnt mean to day that and said, "I mean that's pretty!" I giggled and said "Well thank you! What's yours pretty boy?" His eyes widened as I said that and stuttered out a few words. "Mi-mine? Oh it-I-its Wi-Wilbur" I giggled a little and confidently said "Well can I get your number pretty boy?" He didnt hesitate to give me his phone and say "Here, you can type it in" I grabbed his phone and typed in my number. When I finished putting it in I gave it back to him with a seductive smile and said "Text me later pretty boy". "Of course hun, just for you" He said that so damn confidently and then he pulled me in by me waist where my hands were on his chest and our lips were almost touching. He smelt so good I just couldn't. He let me go, winked at me, and then walked over to his friends again. I walked over to Karl and Nick and told. Them. Everything.