steal my girl | dua + bella

iv

I waited at the bus stop for the Vienna Metro. I had to get home to see my family in Pasadena. I sat alone in an uncomfortable metal chair with my head phones in. I listened to Katy Perry's album, Teenage Dream, so that I could feel something again.

"Is this seat taken?" A beautiful dark haired girl, with a British accent asked.

"No, you can sit here." I smiled.

She sat down and turned on phone. I didn't mean to stalk her but I noticed she was texting someone. The person was asking for money, she kept saying that she wasn't going to give him any.

She turned around and looked at me suddenly.

"So where are you headed?" She asked me.

"Pasadena."

"Same! I used to live there. My aunt lives there so I go back often to visit. And you?" She asked.

"Family. My whole family lives there. I moved to LA because my girlfriend - ex girlfriend lives here." I explained.

"That's too bad. I'm bisexual too - unless you are a Lesbian... than not too" She said confusingly.

"I'm bisexual." I laughed.

She smiled and stared at me deeply. She was pretty, prettier that Sydney and Sydney was one of the most beautiful girls I've ever seen. She was also hot. Sydney wasn't hot. Syd was cute. But this girl was also cute.

She was so polite and outgoing that I forgot all about Sydney for a while, even though she was always on my mind. This girl smiled so much, and her laugh was so contagious. She also has the perfect body. She doesn't have any red flags, unlike Sydney.

The first red flag was that she stuck her hand in my pants within the first 30 minutes that we met.
We only dated for a year, well I wouldn't say dated... I guess we were just having sex for that last couple months.

"You're really pretty" I said to her.

"No you!" She said.

We both laughed. She saw that I had three cats as my wallpaper.

"Who are those?" She asked.

"My kitties, Luna, Lily, and Larry" I laughed.

"Oh my god are they triplets?!"

"They are"

We talked for a little while. I really got to know her.

"I love that tattoo" She said.

She put her finger on my thigh, on my tattoo that has a middle finger.

"My girlfriend - ex girlfriend! I have got to stop saying that! Anyways, she said it was the first red flag when she met me." I said.

"Oh wow. Well I have one like that." She said.

My eyes widened.

"Show me!"

"Well then follow me." She ordered.

She got up and walked towards to Women's bathrooms. She pulled me into a stall and locked the door.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to do anything stupid or kinky" She laughed.

I felt comfortable, I wasn't scared, I felt like I knew her for a thousand years. If someone else did this to me, I would have a full blown panic attack.

She turned her back to me and lifted her shirt, revealing the big "fuck you" tattoo with a middle finger on her back, partially covered by her bra.

"I love that." I laughed.

I slid my hand on her back, causing it to slightly arch.

"Well I guess we're done here." She said as she turned around and pulled her shirt down.

We stared at each other for second. We got closely and closely and then before I knew it, her lips were on mine.

She kissed me softly, like Syd, but she seemed like she would be a better lover than Sydney.

"Wow" She said.

"You're a good kisser" I said.

Soon, we were on the Metro. We were sitting next to each other and we just showed each other stupid Instagram posts the whole time. She followed me and stalked my page, I did the same to her. I also learnt that her name is Dua.