A Match Made in Hell

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Ah, there he is.

The most gorgeous boy in the world.

Again, out clubbing at 1 am, alone, not caring about anyone else around him. Dancing his heart out and moving gracefully to the beat of the song like it was the only thing that mattered. Like he ruled the damn world and didn't even bother to turn around and glance at the people around him.

I watched the tipsy boy sing the words to the song as he swayed his hips to the beat of it, looking better than ever while doing it.

Holy shit I don't even know the boy's name.

The boy was still dancing to the song like his life depended on it, not to mention the song was coming to an end.

On the dance floor, a gorgeous girl with red hair was dancing with another girl who I assumed was her best friend or something, was talking to a guy who had just approached them. Maybe they knew eachother?

I zoned out and continued to stare at the tall male smirking at the girl and reaching out for her hips. I could see her friend glance at the red haired girl and make a disgusted face. The girl just nodded slowly, trying to tell her friend about how she was uncomfortable.

The short girl stepped back and pretended to start a conversation with her friend without glancing at the man. He stepped forward and grabbed her face, causing the girl to slap him across the face. Lots turned their heads to stare at the three, including the gorgeous boy. The music turned down and suddenly everyone was staring at her.

I couldn't hear exactly what they were saying, but I could tell the man said 'oh come on,' by the way his lips were moving. As he stepped closer to the girl, reaching his hand out for her waist, I saw her step back and watched her start yelling something with a mad expression on her face.

It's your time to shine, Nicholas.

I ran to where the three were with a cup in my hand, I quickly wrapped my arm around the girl's shoulder, not exactly touching it unless she'd feel uncomfortable.

"Hey babe! I've been looking for you for so long. Here, I got you a drink. I smiled at the girl I didn't know without exactly looking at her face, I turned to the man, faking a confused expression and furrowing my eyebrows. "Who's this guy?"

"I'm so glad you're back, my love. This guy was trying to touch me."

"Oh was he?" I looked at the man and tried to put on the scariest impression I had and prayed to the Lord that it wouldn't seem embarrassing and it didn't. I mean, I'm the boss in a group of about thousand people that basically kill people for a living, obviously it wasn't so hard.

The man just stepped back and rolled his eyes, "you could have just told me you had a boyfriend, you slut." He started to walk away but I ran to him, grabbing his collar and swinging my fist at his face, causing people to gasp.

"Step near her again and I'll slit your throat."

I let go of him and the man fell to the ground with a thud, I glanced at the crowd, seeing people smiling and grinning. Some were just shocked. I wrapped my arm around the girl and dragged her out of the place, her friend ran behind as, almost falling to the ground in laughter.

"Holy shit dude that was awesome." The blonde girl said.

"Yeah thanks for th-" The girl's smile dropped as she stared at my face.

"Anastasia?"

"Nicholas?!" Her jaw dropped as she smiled and pulled me in for a hug. I immediately hugged her back. "What a small world we live in." I confirmed.