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*i think he knows - taylor swift playing*
"i understand. hey why don't we go on another date- was it a date..?" *elijah smiles* "yeah it was." "where do you want to go? i only moved to new orleans a couple months ago." "is it too soon to go to a party?" *elijah asks* "no it's not. let's do it." *you both go back to your house to get ready. your in your room getting the nicest dress you have.* "are you nearly done darling?" *elijah asks giving you butterflies* "yep i'm coming out." *you come out and elijah looks starstruck* "is it too much? it's too much isn't it?" *you frantically ask* "n-no it's... beautiful."
"well we should get going." "yeah." *you both arrive at the bustling party* "elijah do you know where the drinks are?" "yeah." *you both go to the drink area* "what would you like?" *the bartender asks* "whatever's cheapest." *elijah grabs your back* "aloy. get what you want." "are you sure?" "of course." "um okay. just a margarita please." *you never really liked alcohol. you liked to be in your own mind, calm. and also your dad was a raging alcoholic. you never wanted to become him.* "coming right up." *you and elijah share a few drinks* "hey elijah. where's the bathroom?" "follow me." *you follow elijah and quickly go to the bathroom and as you get out elijah pulls you into a random room.* "what?!? elijah why'd you do that?!" *you try and keep eye contact with him, but between your alcohol and your dizziness, you couldn't.* "shh. just. let me do this."
*elijah says as your breath hitches. he kisses you and trails his big hands down your body as you do his. he starts grinding his body against yours in a effort to give himself some friction.* "can we?" "yes."
