𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬

chapter 3

this chapter starts off as little bit more information and background on saffron before anyone gets confused 😜

saffrons pov:

i never thought i would be sat at a club. growing up i have always been the type of girl to stay in and study - not by choice of corse. For the matter of fact, my parents would rip my ear off about how they wanted me to do well. They wanted me to be some big doctor or nurse or something like them, but i always knew deep down that wasn't me. It's always been salt to a wound knowing i am no longer in contact with them, because of although they were constantly nagging about them wanting me to do well, they loved me. They were everything you would want as parents and i never went without. I know i can never get in contact with them again as they strongly contradict what i do.

I love Ava and i wanted her to have a good time, so i decided to bring my book 'fearless'. For a normal person they would regard this book as a 'typical cheesy love story'. About 2 opposites attracting each other, and everything else you would expect from this kind of book. But to me, this book is about love at first sight. Totally unrealistic i thought at first, but maybe it's possible like in the book. It also proves that love is scary but you have to be fearless and let love find you.

my thoughts get pushed away when i'm suddenly snapped back into reality, "what do you say, you want to go to the bar and get a drink?" the nameless, dreamy man says whilst staring into my lifeless soul. I don't even know what i'm saying as i can't string a sentence together due to me being lost in his ocean blue, starry eyes.

"yh sure, why not" why the hell did i say that? i don't even know this man. what if he kidnaps me? Ava isn't even anywhere to be seen - what if i never see her again? No i need her to come and save me so i can get away. Okay that's what i'm going to do, whilst sat at the bar with dreamy handsome man, i'll go toilet and call ava and escape whilst i still can.

"come on then love" he says as he gets up to lead the way looking back at me. i quite literally have no choice now but to follow him.

As we get to the bar, it's full of half naked women and desperate sweaty men hoping to get lucky. Ew. He orders himself a vodka red bull whilst i personally go for a vodka lemonade. basic i know, but it just tastes so good.

"what's your name then" he says over the loud seductive music, not once breaking eye contact.

"saffron" i smile and say with a tight nod.

"cute name. I like that. Saffron, has a cute ring to it." he says whilst smirking with his gaze still on my eyes.

Normally i would be creeped out but he is really good looking, he also has this kind of charm about him. I'm pretty sure my cheeks have become i permanent shade of pink due to these factors so i take a sip of my drink in hopes he hasn't noticed - but judging by his smirk, he definitely has.

"this is the part where you ask for my name" he implies with a slight chuckle coming from his kissable lips. No. No no no no. i can't be thinking like this. it must be the drink right? i have to go home soon and sleep it off.

"oh right, what is your name?" i say slightly embarrassed, his charm has completely stopped my brain from being able to think properly.

"Louis love" there was something about the way he spoke that made my stomach arise with an unfamiliar feeling.

before i even got another word out, Louis beat me to it "Okay, let's skip all the small talk. Would you like to join me on the dance floor? A pretty girl like you must know some moves."

Shit. Well why not i guess. "Okay" is all i managed to get out with a light giggle.

The song 'Do i wanna know' by Arctic Monkeys starts to play as his veiny hand brushes mine and intertwines with it. He leads me to the stuffed dance floor which is fall with sweaty bodies grinding against each other. I tried to think about where Ava was, but all of them though were pushed aside by the handsome man in front of me dragging me along.

He stares at me and smiles, this is just the drink kicking in, Right? It has to be. Before i can bare another thought, he takes his hand and slowly draws them down my back whilst dancing to the beat before they meet my hips - which were craving for his touch. we sway to the music as my hands reach up to his neck and interlocking with each other. Not once did we break eye contact.

With my hands still on his neck, and his still with a tight grip on my waist, he turns my body now so my back is tightly pressed against his hard chest. To the rhythm of the music, i sway my hips side to side.

"let's just get out of here aye" his hot breathe grazes against my ear.

"fuck it" i whispered back.