I slipped into a short, very tight red dress. Thick straps on my shoulders, cut down low revealing just a bit of cleavage. I let my hair fall naturally, very straight. Everyone always tells me I look older when I wear it straight. I gave myself a smokey eye look, gold over my eyelid to enhance my eyes.
"Ow! Sexy!" Tara wolf whistled at me. She sported a long sleeve tight black dress. Simple. But to die for hit pink stilettos made it pop. Diamond earrings with a matching necklace laid perfectly on her slightly tanned skin. The italian in her shows more towards the summer time.
"Well look at you miss thang!" I winked.
Hours passing felt like minutes. The time was flying by. The party was beginning. Music blared, strobe lights flashed, the feeling of letting go kicked in. In a way parties were my relief. I got to have fun, just forget about everything for just a little while.
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After about an hour & a half I started feeling the buzz. The alcohol started to kick in. I jerked my head around as someone pulled on my shoulder.
"I told you we'd show!" Liam yelled over the music. He was with someone. Tall, blonde hair. Deep blue adorable eyes. I assumed it was Niall by the description Liam had given me a few days back. "This is Niall." Liam winked. I just glared at him.
I figured I'd be nice to him, maybe he'd be fun. "Wanna dance?" I looked into Niall's eyes as Liam went for a drink.
"Uhh...sure!" He has a thick Irish accent. I thought they were all British? Who knows. I took his hands in mine to guide him, as I had to make the first move. I turned to put my backside to him, but his body stiffened. He was just...to shy for me.
"I'm gonna go get a drink!" I shouted over the music. I needed to get away. I walked to the other side of the house where the kitchen is, I grabbed a wine cooler, I didn't want to be drunk yet. As I walked back out a guy I didn't recognize caught my attention. He was so mysterious. I was taken back as our eyes locked on one another. His emerald color eyes had left me breathless. Thick curls laid over his forehead. He wore a grey button up shirt that showed off his muscular shoulders. A smirk was present to his face, he stared walking toward me.
"Care to dance, babe?" His raspy- yet sexy- voice let out. I just smiled as he led us out.
He immediately spun me around, making my backside push into his frontside. His hands roughly gripped my hips, pushing me farther into him as I continued to grind on him. I started to feel a bulge in his pants, knowing exactly what it was.
"Come on." I winked as I pulled on his hand. We walked out to the kitchen, I grabbed a bottle of Blue Wave vodka & guided him to the back door. We walked outside, full of giggles. I knew exactly what I wanted. We walked ten steps to my house, since nobody's there. As soon as we got in I put the bottle on the table & pushed him up against the wall. A dark smile appeared on his face. I knew he wanted me just as bad as I yearned for him too.
"Mmm." He groaned gripping my hips again. His hand traveled down to my butt, slightly squeezing.
"You're arse looks great in that dress, babe." British accent, even hotter. Is he... Liam's friend? Who knows, right now I just don't care.
His hands traveled up my dress to my inner thigh, running his finger on my skin. His hands were so warm against my cold legs. I moaned out in appreciation.
(Harry's POV)
Hearing her moan was like music to my ears. I was dominant. We grabbed the vodka & headed to her bedroom. Clearly she musn't of been drunk enough, but she's so fit. For some reason watching her pull the bottle to her lips, was such a turn on.
She is truly sexy. That dress just shows her off perfectly. But I think the better word for her would be beautiful. Her bright blue iris's could leave you speechless, her long blonde locks fall perfectly around her face, perfectly long legs, What more could one man ask for? For personal preference, she has a perfect bust with a complimenting bottom too.
We went straight to her bed, she pushed me down to immediately to straddle my lap. Her lips quickly came down on mine preventing me from speaking. They parted together, working magically. As she pulled back slightly for air started to speak. "What's your name?"
"Lindsey." She said abruptly pushing her lips back to mine. Her hands moved to my shirt, but her lips didn't leave mine. She started unbuttoning it, then threw it to the floor. I decided to reverse the roles. I turned us over, her laying flat on the bed, i rested on m elbows so my weight wasn't on top of her. I started to push her dress up slowly, revealing her black lacy underwear. She looked like she was getting impatient, as if she just wasn't use to going slow.
I looked into her beautiful icy blue eyes & saw so much pain & hurt submerged into them, she's hot on the outside but her inside is cold & souless. It just...intrigued me. For some reason I had the urge to find out more about her. I wanted to know who she really was. I've known the girl for only an hour or so but it's like she puts me in a daze. "Your eyes...they tell a story." I breathed. Her eyes darkened, looking mad.
"Shut up & kiss me." She growled. I obeyed, she's not much of a talker. Her tongue grazed my bottom lip asking for entrance, I accepted the invitation as our tongues fought for dominance. I let my tongue explore the rest of her mouth, but after a few moments I pulled back. I finally pulled her dress off her, leaving her in just undergarments. She started fiddling with my belt soon after. My pants were tugged down, Just thin material separating us.
"I want to know your story." I breathed. After I spoke this time she sat up. Her face was expressionless.
"I think you should leave." She stood up, stumbling her intoxicated body over to the bathroom. I picked up her phone to text myself her number, she's not getting away this easily. I started dressing myself, but all I could think was how baffled with her I was.
