The Night We Met

Chapter 1- The First Encounter

Isabella's POV
"didn't i already tell you that i hate coming to clubs?" i speak irritated and she glances at me squirming her eyes at me

"and don't you already know bella that i love coming here" she speaks in a dim voice as she holds the glass near her face

"plus thing is the only way of me going through every day in that shitty office" she speaks with hatred but nods her face in disagreement.

"not today, let's go" she grabs my hand and we make our way through the dance floor hardly managing to pass between the sweaty people dancing the night off

"jenn-" i try to speak but i bump right into someone, apologizing i move around trying to spot jenny but lose sight of her

"god" i walk towards a corner irritated and take a vacant seat on the couch

"hey beautiful" a drunk young man pats me on the shoulder trying to grab my attention. "you wanna d-ance with me" he speaks stuttering a little, his breath reeking of

alcohol. i scan my eyes around him straightening my shoulders in the process

"uh no, i'm good. Thankyou" i speak then shift my body away from him no longer maintaining eye contact.

"hey" the guy says again touching me, this time his hand stays on my arm.

"do you wanna have a drink with me?" he says as he offers me a sparkling glass and i inhale the scent suspicously

"no thankyou" i speak a little irritated this time and turn my eyes away from him trying to find jenny

i feel his hand still on my arm so i jerk my hand a little but instead of removing his hand, he drops his hand further down my body tracing his fingers through my dress leaving a uncomfortable gesture.

"can you move?" i raise my voice a little in case he can't hear me properly but he just passes me a smile. he brings his face closer to mine and i push my face away until i can no longer back off. i immediately stand up and he stands beside me

"you wanna go with me finally?" he scans my body with his eyes that are sparkling and passes me a mischevious grin

"in your fucking dreams" i say on his face and turn my head away from him

he grabs my hand roughly making it pain and stops me.

"Ain't i asking you nicely?" he says a little angry and it makes me a little angry but a little scared too.

unable to think of what to do i try to scan jenny
he slips his hand around my waist and stands beside me

"what the fuck is wrong with you?" i shout this time but only a few faces turn that too turn back to their dancing

"i just told you NO like 4 times, go away already" i say pissed and roll my eyes at him

"you-dare how, why did you shout at me" he tries saying half drunk and i jerk my hand away from him.

"you don't know who i am?" he says in a loud voice and i flinch at his tone.

before i can think of anything else, a fist beside me launches and lands right at the drunk guy's eye who stumbles and falls.

i look beside me to see a stranger standing with no expression on his face.

"i'm just trying to have a nice drink" he says through gritted teeth and looks at the drunk guy who finally manages to get up

"NOW who are you?" he says louder and i struggle to maintain my calm.

the stranger gives him a long look then turn his back on him and takes a step away.