***Hope you like it!!!! My first one!! Comment please!!!!***
"C'mon Christa! You love this song!" I look up an see my three best friends waving at me signaling me to come to the dance floor. I look around and all I see are people, most drunk, grinding on each other. In response to their gesture I shake my head and they start to return back to the center of the room.
I was sitting in my regular seat at the bar. I twist back around to order another water. I was getting really tired so I started across the room towards the exit. I was almost there until I felt someone grab my waste. I turned around expecting to see some, old creep who had just had too many drinks but instead found a younger looking face with dimples on either side of his full grin. He bent down to my level and whispered in my ear "Im Harry.." after a couple seconds he added "you have a name? Or can i call you mine?" I peeled his hands from my hips and started back to my objective, the exit. What a creep. I turned, took a couple of steps and was surprised when I found myself spinning into the guy's arms. They were huge from his muscles and to be honest, I got kinda scared. I gasped and looked up at this mysterious boy. "What is this guys problem?" He chuckled at my reaction to his aggressiveness and showed off the adorable dimples i had seen before and flashed his perfect smile. I tried to pull away but failed over and over again. He looked down at me and stared straight into my eyes. His eyes were a green that I have never seen in my life. I was amazed, i then felt his big hands on my back slowly moving and quickly sprinted towards the door. "Wait!" I heard him exclaim as I basically ran out the door. Believe me when i say i dont run so this was a surprise for everyone.
When i got out of the club, there were people on the sidewalk making out or smoking. A couple of the guys i had seen were nice looking and didnt really fit in in this environment. Some were staring at me and that made me kind of uncomfortable since i was only wearing a cute pink cami and a pair of white ripped shorts. I was wearing heels so if they came at me, i wouldnt have a chance. Thankfully they didnt.
I got to my car on the other side of the lot, looked down and noticed... I forgot my handbag. "Damn" i said under my breath. I turned around to go back and get it, but came face to face with the guy from the club. Great, just great. I looked at what he was holding in his large sized hands and noticed it was my small, pink hand bag. I reached for it but didnt succeed. He was now holding it out of my reach. Since im already short, this made it even harder to reach it. I looked at him. He was smiling for a while showing me, once again, his adorable dimples. Finally he spoke "I didn't get your name.." I looked straight into his eyes, still pissed off about him not giving my bag back. Then said "I didn't give it." His eyes widen with surprise at my comeback. I grabbed my bag and turned around to my car. I was searching for my keys, I know I put them in here somewhere! I heard a light chuckle from behind me and then a jingle. He has them. I turned to face him and held out my hand gesturing him to give me the keys. "Name." was all he said. I was not going to fall into this little game he was expecting me to play. After a couple of seconds he stuck the keys in his pockets and said "I guess you need a ride then and it just so happens that I have a car just across the street.." "no." I said very bluntly. "Then I guess you can walk..." he said with a smirk planted across his face. Its freezing and I live too far away. I looked at him for a few seconds and gave in and answered "Fine. But don't try and pull anything funny." he chuckled took my bag and replied "No promises." then winked. What a player!! I rolled my eyes. We walked to his car and he opened the passenger side door. I got in and noticed how nice his car was. He jogged over to the drivers side and hopped in. I grabbed my bag out of his lap and stuck my hand out for the keys. He smiled seeing my gesture. "Can I have a name now?" he looked over at me. When I didn't answer he cranked the car and started driving. after a few awkward minutes of silence, I spoke up and said "I live right over-" "I know." I looked at him. He was focused on the road. I looked back out the window. I felt something on my knee. Thinking it was my bag, I thought nothing of it. Then, it started getting higher and higher. I quickly looked down to find a massive hand creeping up my leg, reaching my upper thigh. I gasped and smacked it off. He looked over at me and chuckled. A slight blush was overcoming my cheeks. "Stop, I said nothing finny!" His chuckling died down a little. My eyesight went back to the window and then wondered over to his body. Dern. His muscles...wait! Stop! He's a creep...nothing more. But I couldn't stop staring. There's so much to observe. His soft curls, his cute dimples, his muscles...but nothing compared to his eyes. Oh my gosh! He just saw me staring at him! So embarrassing! he started laughing. "You know if you give me your name you could see more than this..." Uh, gross! "I'm good..." he smiled and I couldn't help but stare at his beautiful dimples. We got to my apartment and just sat there. I looked at him. "Are you going to unlock the door so I can get out?" "Are you going to give me your name?" Is he for real?! "Why do you want it so badly?" "Because, I saw you first," he leaned over to my ear and whispered "and your mine" im not going to lie, i was scared. i had just met this guy, what did he mean by 'your mine.' he then unlocked the door and let me out. Staring at the black car driving out of sight gave me time to recuperate and think of what he was talking about. In my head I thought I'd, fortunatly, never see him again...but my heart told me different.
