Last to know (Mesut Özil fanfic)

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Before you start reading it, I'm afraid there are some chapters missing, I'm really sorry about that. I started on Tumblr and somehow I forgot to copy some of it :/ If im able ill fix it sometime soon x 



CHAPTER 1

The loud music of the DJ was preventing him from listening to his cousin and his friends, the alcohol was rushing through his body, through every single vein under his skin and the heat of the club was getting a bit unbearable.

He looked down at the drink he had in his hands and finished it with one large sip, feeling the electricity of the alcohol inside his throat. As his eyes began to look up again, someone was snapping its fingers in front of him.

"Are you there bro?" His cousin's hand was on his thigh, squeezing it "Do you want another drink?"

"Maybe later" He flashed him a smile.

"Why don't you go to the dance floor and take a chick at home?" His cousin suggested with a playful smile on his face "What's your number of these last two months?"

He burst out laughing realising about what he was talking about "Just 12"

"Make it 13 tonight!"

He looked down at his drink once again and shook it, making the small cube of ice that was inside, hit the glass. He glared around the club, analyzing everything and every girl his eyes met. Next to the bar, a dark-haired girl was talking in a lively way to her, he supposed, blonde friend. His eyes followed her profile, body and down to her long and crossed legs, with black high heels at the end. She raised her arm and moved her hair to the back of her ear. The girl's head moved, and her eyes met his.

A tiny smile appeared on his face, something was telling him that she was the next girl of his list. The girl jumped out from the seat she was sitting in and made her way to him, pushing the bodies that were dancing blocking the way.

He chuckled at himself and waited until he felt a warm touch on the back of his neck. Those long legs he was looking at before, were now crossed by his side. He looked up at her, dark hair and pretty facial features "Hey there"

"How's the night going?" The girl asked with a side smile on her face "I think I saw you before on tv or something"

"Really?" He said with a fake tone of surprise "I've never appeared on tv" He lied letting a small laugh out of his mouth.

"I'm Julia" The dark-haired girl introduced herself.

"You can call me Mesut or Özil, you choose"

"What a liar!" The girl, now named Julia, said "Of course you have appeared on tv, you are a football player right?"

"I suppose" Mesut laughed.

"I like football players" Julia smiled at him "You know?"

"I like pretty girls like you" Mesut smiled back "You know?"

Julia chuckled to herself looking down "It's pretty boring here, why don't we talk in another place?"

Mesut giggled, she wasn't patient at all, Julia was the next name on his list "My place?"

"Why not?"

Mesut nodded and slowly got up from the seat "Serdar" He leaned towards his cousin's ear who turned his head surprised "I'm going home, and the list went up to 13" Mesut smiled proudly to him.

Serdar's eyes looked for the dark-haired girl, who was looking at them with a smile on her face "She looks good, have fun"

"Hell yeah she looks good" Mesut shared a fist bump with his cousin "Are you sure they will drive you home?"

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 17, 2016 ⏰

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