We found us | Book 1

Blurry eyes

Evi:
I stand in front of Bill's house and ring the doorbell.
Tom opens the door and we greet each other with a quick kiss on the cheek.
"Are you guys ready?"
Tom gestures for me to come inside and shakes his head. "You know Bill, just a-"
He swallows the last word when I give him a fake angry look.
I follow him to the living room where Georg and Gustav are. I greet them and just stand there awkwardly. Why am I like this? I saw them before, why am I being shy?
"You can sit down." Tom says with a smile on his face. "Would you like something to drink? Knowing Bill, it will probably take at least half an hour."
I sigh and sit down next to Gustav. "Gladly then."
"White or red?"
"White please."
Tom stands up and disappears towards the kitchen.
"Ready for the tour?" I try to start a conversation and look at Georh and Gustav. Thankfully it didn't take long before Tom came back with the glass of wine. I gratefully accept the glass and immediately take a big sip.
Georg is now talking extensively about their time in the studio and about their plans during the tour. I listen attentively, even though Bill has already told me everything in detail.
"So we had to make a choice and ultimately decided to-" Georg is interrupted by Bill who enters the living room. I look at him and a spontaneous smile appears on my face.
I feel my cheeks getting stained with a pink blush and quickly take another sip of wine.
Georg continues the conversation but if I'm honest, I only hear half of it. I am distracted by Bill who sits on the edge of my seat and is gently stroking my back.

We walk into the club and Tom and Gustav walk straight to the bar for drinks.
After the two glasses of wine I just drank, I'm already half drunk and a lot looser and more social than an hour ago.
I'm busy talking to Georg and when Tom pushes a drink into my hands I immediately take a sip. Bill comes up next to me and subtly places his hand on my lower back, all too aware of the fact that we have to be careful in public.
We all walk onto the dance floor and as usual, Tom quickly found someone to dance with. Georg and Gustav get their dance moves on and Bill tries to follow them. I look at the spectacle in front of me with a smile, empty my glass and place it on the table next to me.
Soon a new drink is held in front of me.
I want to accept it, but I'm surprised when it's not Tom or Bill, but someone I don't know at all.
"Hello, my name is Mitch." He gestures for me to take the drink. I look doubtfully at Bill, who doesn't realize anything yet, and hesitantly accept the drink.
"Thank you, I'm Evi."
"Are you single?" He asks and looks at me intently.
"Yes, no! It's complicated.."
"I like complicated." He looks at me with a grin and comes closer. He looks straight into my eyes and I look away uncomfortably.
"Do you live near here?"
I nod and look at Bill.
"Do you want to dance?"
I look back at him, his eyes still fixed on me, as if I'm the only person in the room.
He leans towards me, puts his hand on my side and whispers in my ear: "This dress looks gorgeous on you." I swallow the lump in my throat and take a step back.
"I need to use the restroom." I put the glass down on the table, quickly turn around and start walk towards the restroom.
I put myself in a booth and lock it. A sigh leaves my mouth and I run my hand through my hair. I'll stand in the booth for a while, until I think it's been long enough.
After a few minutes I loosen the booth and open it. When I take a step forward to walk out, I bump into someone and startle.
Before I can see who it is I am pushed back into the booth.

"Bi-" Before I can fully say his name he presses his lips on mine and pushes me against the side of the booth. He runs one hand through my hair and puts the other around my waist to pull me closer to him. He forces his tongue inside my mouth and I willingly open it more.
I throw my arms around his neck. He slides his hand over my side, stops the kiss and looks at me. "You look beautiful."
I lower my eyes somewhat shyly.
"Who was that?" He asks somewhat hesitantly.
"Mitch."
"Mitch?" He repeats to me. I shrug my shoulders and look at him. "Jealous?"
I look at him with a small grin on my face and pull him a little closer to me.
Without saying anything else he presses a kiss on my lips, a kiss on my cheek and then presses his lips in my neck.
A quiet moan leaves my mouth when he slides his hand over my side and gently sucks my neck.
When he pulls his lips away from my neck I open my eyes. I look straight into his beautiful brown eyes, which let me drown in them every time again. He slides a hand under my dress and slides a finger just under the edge of my panties. I quickly grab his arm and shake my head.
"Not here."
He looks at me inquisitively for a moment and then pulls his hand away. He presses a soft kiss on my lips and then pulls me out of the booth behind him.
When we enter the crowd, he let's go of my hand and we rejoin the rest.

It doesn't take long before Mitch comes up to me again and tries to start a conversation.
He pushes a drink into my hands again and this time I accept it. He pulls me away from the rest and starts dancing around me confidently.
I can't help but laugh at his dance moves and move along to the rhythm of the music.
I finish my drink while dancing and it hits me harder than I thought it would. I look at the half empty glass. It's a drink I've never had before.
The room around me starts to spin and I stagger towards the exit, thinking some fresh air will help. I stumble outside and walk away from the exit, away from a group of people. What did I just drink? I ask myself as I feel increasingly worse.
"Everthing okay?" I hear someone ask and I look at the direction of the sound. I lean against the wall and Mitch comes standing next to me.
I can't get a word out and everything around me starts to become more and more of a blur.
"You're really pretty." He whispers in my ear and presses a kiss just next to my lips.
I can barely react and I feel his hands touching me. It takes all my effort to keep my eyes open and I close them for a moment.
"You are so Beautiful." He whispers again.
I open my eyes and everything around me is even more blurry.
I try to push his hands away, but I have no strength left. I try to call for help, but I can't make a sound.
I try to keep my eyes open, but the exhaustion is too much and I give in.
Suddenly I no longer feel the strong hands on my body and because they kept me up, I fall to the ground.
Two strong hands lift me back up and I open my eyes as good as I can.
"Bill." I say weakly and close my eyes again.