Imagine Eric complimenting you on your new piercing.
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"You look hot girl!" Christina tells you, as you look at your new nose piercing in the mirror. It was a free day for Dauntless initiates, and you decided to get your first piercing as a Dauntless you were absolutely in love with it. Tris got her ears pierced and Christina got a cartilage piercing.
You let out a little squeal, "Dauntless are having a party later tonight, we should totally go to show off our new piercings."
The three of you get ready to go to the party. You curl your hair and wear a short black skater dress with a back cutout. Feeling sexy as hell.
The three of you walk into the bar for the party; the place is full of loud music and sweaty bodies.
A guy leaning against the wall on the other side of the room catches your attention, Eric, the youngest Dauntless leader, and one of your trainers. He's a complete asshole, but you can't help but have a crush on him.
He looks like a god standing there in his tight dark t-shirt, and the flashing lights illuminate his muscles in such a way that you think you might just pass out. But maybe that's just the alcohol in your body.
"Y/N? Hello?" Christina says waving a hand in your face.
"Huh? Oh sorry, I got distracted," You say too quickly.
"I can tell," Christina giggles, "who are you looking at?"
"Nobody!" You say defensively.
You stand facing Tris and Christina, laughing and swaying to the music. When you suddenly feel someone slap your ass, you gasp and Christina and Tris look at you not knowing what happened. Their eyes widen when they see who's behind you.
Before you are able to turn around to see who it is, he steps forward looking at you, Eric.
What the hell?
He grabs your chin and turns your face towards him, you can smell the alcohol on his breath when he says, "Nice piercing sweetheart, makes you looks more Dauntless."
He winks before walking away.
"What was that about?" Tris asks, at the same time Christina says, "What the fuck."
Your heart is beating out of your chest and you just shrug your shoulder before walking out of the bar. You need to get some fresh air.
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From book-boys-are-my-guilty-pleasure on Tumblr.
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les sequelles - Eric Coulter 1
أدب الهواةa compilation of stories i have found on tumblr. Please note: None of the stories in this book are written by me. The original writers are from tumblr and their accounts are stated at the end of each post. This book does have explicit content like...
