My Celebrity Crush

Chapter 1

"Woo, yeah!" Everybody screams around me as the DJ plays,"living on a prayer. " I can feel my body vibrate with every kick of base that blasts from the speakers that surround the club. I look down to the watch on my wrist. it's 2am, and I can feel my eyes getting heavy.

"Come on, girl, dance with me," Holly shouts into my ear, I wave my hands in front of me as I respond back. "I think I am done for tonight Holz, I am drunk, hungry and i want to go home".

I walk my way through the crowd and out the front door. I am met with a flush of cold wind sending shivers down my spine. "Miss, do you need me to call you an Uber?" I looked over to the security guard and declined his offer. "No, it's fine, I don't live far."

I throw my bag over my shoulder and grip it tightly into my hands. As I reach the park, I walk past a group of drunken men, I begin to pick up my pace when one of them shouts out to me.
"Hey sexy, what's a girl like you doing out here alone?"
A shiver runs down my spine, I needed to get away. My walk turned into a pace, and my pace turned into a power walk as I noticed one of them following me.

My hands begin to sweat and shake, my feet are hurting from my heels, and I'm freezing. "Why are you running? I won't hurt you!" he yells again. I looked behind me, and he was getting closer, I needed to get away and fast.

As I scan the park for an exit strategy, I see a shirtless guy working out on the gym equipment. I check behind me again to see the drunken man stumbling behind me. I run towards the gym and do something I never thought I'd ever have to do.

"Hi, uh, excuses me, could you kiss me?" he looks down to me, confused. "Kiss me quickly," I say again. He leans down and places his soft, full lips against mine. His hand rose from his side and cupped the side of my face. Our kiss begins to become more passionate, and i find myself not wanting to pull away. He then lifted me, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. Suddenly, he pushed my back against the wall of the public bathrooms and pushed his leg up to support me.

I feel my body ignite and become involuntarily wet. As our kiss continued a small moan leaves my mouth, he breaks the kiss and trails small kisses along my neck, I look over to the drunken man watching our heated moment, he then yells "Agh Fuck you" and he walks back to his crowd of friends.

The stranger I just kissed moved from my neck when he heard the drunken man scream. I unwrap my legs from his waist, and he places my feet gently onto the ground. "Thank you, and im sorry I really am. That guy started following me, and I just took a chance on you and hoped for the best."

He stood there silent, staring at me. it was hard to make out his appearance from the lack of lighting over the park this late at night. The only lights that shone were the street lights and the moon. After a moment of awkwardness between two strangers, I was caught off guard by his comment. "Just be careful next time, will you, maybe stick to the footpath along the road where it's more lit up and safer, then you won't have to go around kissing strangers."

I nod my head in agreement to his straightforward comment about my poor lack of judgment. "Yes, you're right. Once again, I am sorry, and thank you. "

As I walk away from him and back towards my apartment, I hear him groan, I look back to him and see his hands up in his hair as he paces the length of the outdoor gym. He throws his hands down, steadies himself, and swings his fist into the plastic park bin, knocking it over and spilling its contents.

I finally reach my apartment, and im greeted by George, the door man. "Good evening, Miss Grace. How was your night?" As I enter the door, I hold up a bag with noodle soup and wait for George to grab it.

"it was fine until some dude tried to follow me, so I kissed a random guy working out so the stalker would leave me alone, and now feeding my most beloved door, man." I respond as he grabs the bag and smiles. "Have a good sleep, Miss Grace." I look over to George once more. "Goodnight George"

I reach my door and shuffle through my bag, trying to find my keys. "Miss Grace," a voice behind me says, making me jump, dropping the keys to the floor. I pick them up and turn to George. "You scared the Shit out of me, George, don't do that," and I lay a playful slap on his arm.

"These came for you, miss, I'm sorry." he hands me a bouquet of flowers with a note attached to them, "Thank you, George, good night," and I enter my apartment. I lift the note from the flowers (You are beautiful like these flowers). I place the flowers into water and throw my bag onto the floor. Who sent me these flowers, and how do they know where I live?

After my shower, I lay naked on my bed, replaying the amazing kiss I had just had with a stranger. The thought of it sent my body spiralling with pleasure, I've never felt like this before. It felt foreign and those flowers, who is this man.