Hunter Hayes Imagines

#19: Leave With Me Tonight

Hunter's POV:
I didn't know her whatsoever. Not her name. Not her likes and dislikes. Not her tiny quirks. Although, there was one thing I did know for certain. She was someone special. I sat at one end of there bar while she sat somewhere in the middle. I noticed her glance at the man staring down at his phone beside her, completely oblivious of the gorgeous girl sitting next to him. I could tell in her sparkling brown eyes that she was pleading silently for his attention. How could a man be that rude to a woman? If that were me, my focus would be on her for the entire night. No exceptions. I let my focus drift away from her, only for a minute though as I took another sip of my beer, letting the liquid make it's way down my throat, absorbing every ounce of its taste. I glanced at the girl who looked more upset now. She stared down at her shiny black nails and half empty glass of alcohol, forcing tears to stay on the brim of her eyelids. It took every bit of respect for me not to walk towards her, and handle this my way letting her have true fun for the remainder of her evening.

Libby's POV:
"Please Brandon. I want to dance with you." I whispered in my boyfriends ear, trying to sound seductive, in hopes he would finally give in. "Baby, can't you see I'm busy?" He said sternly. I only nodded, sighing softy. He rolled his eyes before returning to the 'important' things on phone. Tonight is my twenty-second birthday. Didn't I deserve to have some fun for a night? According to Brandon, I guess fun wasn't allowed. I glanced to my right, and noticed a cute blonde looking my way. I blushed accidentally. Was he actually giving me some sort of attention? That hadn't happened to me in forever. There was something about him. Maybe it was his captivating blue eyes. Or the way he slicked his hair back. Or the smirk that could melt any woman's heart. Either way, there was just something that drew me to him, even though I couldn't name exactly what it was.

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"I'm leaving." Brandon said, "Call me when you're ready to come home." I sighed. "Brandon, It's one night. Can't we have some fun? Please." "I have work to do. Remember? I said we could come to the club for an hour, that's it." He said sternly. "When I agreed to that, it's because I thought you'd put down you phone so that we could enjoy each other for a while Bran. Not sit like we're enemies at the bar all night long." I shot back. Annoyance was showing through him now, "Come on Libby. Stop being so dramatic." "I'm not being dramatic Brandon!! I only want you to have love and respect for me." He rolled his eyes, "I do love and respect you." "No you don't!! If you did, you'd actually act like I'm your girlfriend tonight, instead of utterly ignoring me." "Whatever Libby." Brandon said, getting the last word before grabbing his jacket and heading for the exit.

Hunter's POV:
I glanced over again to notice that the man she was with had gotten up and left through the nearest exit. She sighed before slamming her phone onto the bar and sitting back on the stool. I watched as she took another sip of her drink, tapping her fingers against the top of the bar. The pink lip gloss that she wore stained the edge of her glass. She bit her lip cautiously before finally looking my way, almost nervous, as if she would get In trouble if someone saw our eyes meet. I smirked slightly before sipping my beer again. I looked away only for a minute and before I knew what was happening, she grabbed me by the arm, pulling me off the stool, making me stand up. She grabbed my face in her hands and kissed me, slow and hard. I didn't waste any time before kissing her back the same way. Her lips tasted like red wine and a fruity margarita, mixing in with the beer stained taste on mine. She giggled after pulling away slightly, her lips still able to graze against mine. I bit my lip gently, causing her to blush. "I'm Libby." She said with a soft yet seductive tone. "I'm Hunter." I replied, the tone of my voice matching hers. "Wanna get out of here with me?" She whispered on my lips. "That's what I've wanted all night." I admitted. She smirked before grabbing my hand and pulling me out of the bar. I guess the gorgeous girl is leaving with me.