No control

*Music*

Mary's POV

Francis and I are getting ready to go to the party. I'm wearing a short tight dress that hugs my curves perfectly, I'm wearing my hair down. I'm looking in the mirror and I'm staring at myself. I would've seen myself like this a year ago or say a few months ago, and now here I am, having the hottest boyfriend you could ever get, and that's it.

I'm walking out of the bathroom seeing Francis standing by the balcony doors, I walk to him and rest my hand on his shoulder. He quickly turns his head around and immediately smiles when he sees me.

"You look... Perfect." He breathed out in my air, I blushed at the gesture and rested my hand on the back of his head.

"You're going like that?" I ask Francis. He's wearing a suit with a tie, to a party? Seriously? He looks at me and then at his outfit.

"What's wrong with this?" He asks, confused. I let out a breath.

"Try losing this," I say, while taking off the tie and I can feel his eyes at me. "Now this, and you're ready to go." I say while unbuttoning the first three buttons of his blouse. I blush at it while I'm doing it, I just want to take it off him but I can't. He smiles at me and he rests his hands on my lower back, he;s staring at me and he looks so hot.

"Shall we be on our way?" Francis asks me, I nod and before I know it we're in the car and I'm giving Francis directions on how to get to the club. He held my hand the entire ride, I like it. His hands are so much bigger than mine. I text Kenna to let her now where almost there. Francis parks the car and we walk into the club. People are dancing, screaming, drinking, making-out just like usual, Francis and I are trying to make our way through the crowd, I see Bash and Kenna standing in the corner drinking their drinks. They wave at us, I waved back at ordered some drinks as well.

"Mary!" Kenna shouted, she already smelled like alcohol. We walked to her and Bash. Francis held my drink while I hugged Kenna.

"Kenna, how many drinks have you had?" I ask her.

"I don't know, try 7 or 8." I let out a laugh, I feel Francis resting his hand around my waist as he drinks and talks to Bash.

"Mary this is our song!" Kenna says enthusiastically and pulls me to the dance floor before I can do anything. I find myself dancing on the dance floor. Everyone is singing hard to the lyrics, I look up when the song is finished and see Francis staring at me, he winks and I bite my lip. Bash and Francis walk up to us,

I walk towards Francis and pull him to me. He rests his hands on my lower back and I on his neck while a slow song plays. Suddenly the music changed and everybody started dancing fanatically. Francis spun me around so that my back was pressed to his chest while we danced to the rhythm of the song.

"I'm going to the bathroom." I said after dancing for half an hour. Francis pecked my lips and let me out of his grip, I walked into the bathroom.

When I walked back I was suddenly pushed against a wall. A man stood in front of me holding my hips tightly.

"Let go of me!" I practically screamed, no one could hear it, the music was too loud.

"What is such a pretty girl doing here alone?" The man said.

"I'm not alone." I said, my eyes were searching for Francis or Kenna, I saw neither of them.

"Your not? I don't see anyone here next to you." Just when I wanted to say something someone spoke.

"Then you're blind." Francis said and punched him in the back of his head. He lost his balance and tripped over his own feet which made him fall.

I rushed into Francis' arms and he hugged me tightly. Francis wanted to kick him, but I stopped him.

"Are you alright?" He asked as we walked out of the bar, I wanted some fresh air.

"Yes, I'm fine. Can we go back to your house?" I asked. He nodded and rested one of his hands on my waist.

He went back into the club to get my purse and coat and then we both walked hand in hand back to the car, I texted Kenna that I was leaving with Francis, so that she wouldn't get worried.

Francis opened the car door for me and walked over to the other side and stepped in. My eyes found Francis' hand that was covered in blood. I grabbed his hand and he pulled it away.

"Francis," I said, he started the car and ignored me. "Francis, give me your hand." I said, this time he obeyed and gave me his bloody hand, I searched for some wet tissues in my purse and then tried to clean the blood. There was a small cut but it was nothing bad, luckily it already stopped bleeding because I didn't have any bandages.

"What are we doing tomorrow?" I asked, trying to get rid of this awkward silence that was going on now. He quickly glanced at me before his eyes were back on the road.

"You can decide." He said emotionlessly. I swallowed before speaking again.

"What do you want to do?"

"I don't care." He said before getting out, because we had already arrived at his house. He opened the door and walked inside, leaving the door open for me. When I got in...

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So I think I have a lot of apologizing to do. First, I'm sorry for not updating the story, I have been really busy and I don't have any plot now, so I'm just trying to find something that makes sense, secondly, I lost my Frary addiction, don't forget, I still love them and probably always will, but now I'm just so focused on school and I started reading books that weren't frary involved so I started to get a thing for that. Of course I will try to finish this story as soon as possible but as I already mentioned I don't have any ideas for the plot, so if you have any suggestions please let me know! I would really appreciate them! (Also I'm planning on editing this story but first I'll finish it. Or at least try to finish it.)

Sorry guys,

-B