Oh, that tiny dress

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"If you don't wanna break his heart, girl, where the fuck is he then?"

"If you don't wanna break his heart, girl, where the fuck is he then?"

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BILL'S POV

I help the girl up from my lap, her hair was all over the place but once I got her on her feet again, her hair fell perfectly behind her exposed shoulders.

"You okay beautiful?" I whisper down into her ear. I get no response, her head stays down feeling embarrassed from what just happened.

I take my hand and lift her chin up to look at me. I finally make eye contact with the blonde girl. Her piercing green eyes staring right into mine. The black of her eyeshadow made her eyes sparkle in this dimmed club. 

She stays silent while trying to figure me out, little does she know I'm doing the same. I begin to graze her jaw with my index finger while my thumb stays rested on her chin. Her doe eyes holding onto the tension forming between us. 

I begin to smirk at the interaction we were in the middle of and I bit my bottom lip. We only talked with our eyes. I tilted my head narrowing my eyes down waiting for her to say anything.

She starts to sway back and forth as we finally break eye contact. She begins to fall into me and I quickly put my arms under her so she doesn't hit the floor. 

"Shit!" I mumble to myself.

I lay her down onto the velvet couch where she had fallen on me moments ago. 

I pull her dress down as it started to ride up her thighs. Damn her skin was soft. 

I look at our table to find water as I hear a girls voice yell behind me. The brown haired girl runs over to our section holding Tom's hand behind her.

"Blake? What happened?" She grabs the blonde haired girls arm shaking it, then looks to me concerned.

"She tripped on the stair and then passed out." I tell her the girl who I'm assuming is her friend she cam here with. She grabs the water out of my hands while still trying to wake the girl up.

"Bill, who is this girl?" Tom says to me while focusing his attention on the girl. 

"I have no idea, I didn't even get her name it all happened so fast." I say back to him.

"Blake, Blake Raegan." The brunette says sitting next to the blonde trying to cool her off.

I like that name.

"We should probably get her home." Tom says to me and I nod back.

"She will be okay in a bit, she passes out a lot when she gets nervous. Thank you for catching her." The brunette says.

I smile and chuckle thinking about what I just heard. Why was she nervous? I thought to myself.

BLAKE'S POV

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