Not even a complete hour had passed and I began to feel light headed. During that hour, I had too many drinks. Marissa left to dance with a guy, who was hot.
Nathan sat down by my side, watching me with amusement. He never stopped me as I downed more drinks, which for once, was very grateful. I knew what was happening around me, I just didn't know what actions I did.
I drank the last of my Sex on The Beach, setting the glass onto the table. My eyes stayed trained on Marissa, the way she knew the exact way how to move her body against that dude.
For once, I wanted her confidence. To drag out Nathan on the floor and show him what I can do. Problem is, I have nothing to show him. It would only lead me to fool myself.
The more I pondered on about it the more I doubted myself. Nathan placed his hand onto my thigh, which I didn't mind tonight. All of my doubt along with hesitation suddenly disappeared.
Before my mimd could process what my own body was doing, Nathan and I were on the dance floor. I have to admit, Nathan knew how to move against me.
My back turned to him as he rubbed himself against me. I let the alcohol control me, to take me away. My body began to move to the beat, not caring if I looked stupid anymore.
When I heard Nathan groan, I knew I was doing something right. "Fuck Charlotte, keep doing that and I might just take you in the bathroom." Nathan hissed into my ear.
My cheeks became red at the thought. Nathan placed his hands onto my hips, giving them a tight squeeze. The song changed, Nathan deciding that this song isn't for him, so he sat us down.
He grabbed my waist, sitting me down on top of his lap. I bit my lip, looking down. "The things you could do with that body." He mumbled in my ear, kissing my neck.
I felt his hard on press against me. He's gonna wanna take me home with him tonight and Marissa isn't going to let either of us go. I turned my head to kiss his lips softly.
"I'm gonna go get us drinks. Stay here, beautiful." I got off him as he went to the bar. My eyes wandered around, looking for Marissa. She was probably around dancing with a random guy.
I searched for my phone then remembered that Marissa had stuffed it inside her bra. A few minutes had passed and Nathan still wasn't back with the drinks.
"What is a beautiful girl like you sitting here all alone?" The voice startled me. My head turned to look at where the voice came from. I met eyes with these mesmerizing green eyes.
"I'm waiting for my boyfriend." I muttered, loud enough for him to hear what I said. I stared at his features. His face had looked like if it was sculpted by a god, I'm not even kidding.
His might have been long but holy shit, he made it work. His body was well built, plus he was tall which made his appearance even more better. He smiled, showing off that he had two deep dimples on either side of his face.
This man in front me is a sex god. "Boyfriend aye? How old are you love?" Right then and there I knew his accent was foreign. I don't know how I didn't catch his accent at first. Maybe I was too busy staring at his beautiful face.
Every time he spoke, I got chills down my spine. "I'm 21." I told him. He nodded, holding his hands behind his back.
"What's your name?"
"My name is Charlotte. What about yours?"
He smirked. His eyes flickered up and so did mine. Nathan came back with two drinks in his hand. He looked between the man and I, nervousness written all over his features.
"Amazing club, Mr. Styles." Nathan nodded his head towards 'Mr. Styles.' My mouth hung wide open. That's his boss. When he said, young to be managing things I didn't know he meant this young.
"Thank you Nathan. I'll see you at work Monday morning. Have a nice night you two. Charlotte." He sent a small smile my way, leaving the two of us alone.
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Sorry for my late update, school has started and unfortunately, my brain has stopped working. Thank you for all the support and getting this book to 1k reads. You guys are amazing. Aria x
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