His Heart

Chapter 5

I lost track of the amount of drinks after about 5 of them. They were just too good. how could something so strong taste so sweet.

It was like drinking a shirley temple.

I walk onto the dance floor and spot Cleo grinding on some random guy I have never seen before.

I get this random throbbing down below and It feels almost painful but also a mix of pleasure at the same time.

I was about to walk out of the room to see if I could find my brother in another room. That was until I felt a hand on my wrist pulling me into his chest.

He was shorter than Noah by a few inches, but still taller than me and had some blue dyed hair. I was trying to figure out the color of his eyes but they looked so black and glossed over.

I reached up to touch his hair and he whispered something in my ear. I could not make out his words, and was too distracted by the feeling of his hair on my finger tips to care.

Something about feeling someone's hair feels so nice and calming. I swear you forget all your problems by feeling someone's hair.

He pulls me close by the hips and starts grinding against my ass, I feel the throbbing turn into pleasure and can't help but let out some small moans from the touch as I wrap my hands around his neck from behind.

I have not felt anything like this since before my trip to LA and I think that my craving for pleasure is taking over my sense of common sense as I realize I have no idea who this man is.

But like Cleo always tells me, I need to branch out and have fun.

As I look at Cleo she is giving me a thumbs up and I can see how high she is based off of her dilated eyes.

Typical Cleo.

As the guy runs his hands up my thighs, I feel a slight pressure on my wrist and am pulled away.

Austin. Crap.

Suddenly I feel a bit more sober.

"What the hell are you doing Annabella!?"

Uh oh. He looks mad.

And he only uses my full name when I am in trouble.

I just look back at him with a dazed expression and he grabs my cheeks and looks into my eyes. "Fuck. You're wasted, aren't you? Did Cleo do this?"

I shake my head.

For once me getting drunk was all my own fault. And that one guy for suggesting that delicious mixture of alcohole and sweetness.

Where is that guy?

I need to thank him for making my night so great.

I turn my head looking for the guy to thank him when Austin grabs my chin, gently but still enough to force me to look him in the eyes. All I can mutter out is a small "Huh?"

"Stay here" He looks me in the eyes and then walks over and climbs on top of one of the tables. "ALRIGHT, EVERYONE OUT, PARTIES OVER!" People start to grunt and cuss at his words but he just gets off the table and people start walking out as he comes over to me and grabs my wrist. "Come on"

He leads me up the stairs into a bedroom and I can tell from the picture of me and him on the nightstand that it is his room

"You can stay here for tonight, but tomorrow you are on the couch. Got it?" I nod my head and walk over and sit on the bed. "My clothes are in the closet if you want to change into any of them in the morning. Night sis."

He walks out and I lay on my back on the bed. It's soft and feels like a cloud. I grab my phone from my purse and text Cleo goodnight before putting it on the nightstand.

Before I get the chance to take off my shoes, Sleep overcomes me and my eyes slowly shut, Sleep then takes me on this mattress from heaven.

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