Violetta One Shots!

"Wait, what's your name?" Camcesca /64/

LolliVLover thanks for the suggestion. Quoting from the one shot are the new titles. What do you think? Enjoy!

FRAN POV

The sound of music blasting through speakers fill my ears. I pray that I will not be deaf tomorrow. After all, it was a club, the music was supposed to loud, the sound of glasses being slammed on the sodden bar table for a refill was like another type of music.

It was the usual club. I sigh as I take another sip of my Long Island ice tea. The alcohol burning my throat as I swallow it. I try looking for the friend I had come with, Violetta but she not be seen. Probably screwing a guy in the back room.

The weird part about this club, was that there were rooms upstairs. People say it's because it was a hotel, but they didn't really mind at all. For those hormone crazed people, it was great.

"Francesca! You are still here!" Violetta shrieks and I shrug.

"How many times do we need to go to a club for the fact that I don't like clubs, to get into your head?" I ask her and she playfully glares.

"Please, just for once loosen up," Violetta pleads and I scoff.

"I am having Long Island  ice tea. It's actually a huge step up. So be happy," I cross my arms over my chest.

Violetta groans and walks away from me. Did she seriously walk away from me?

"Can I buy you a drink?" A voice asks, a female voice.

I turn around on the chair and face a girl with fiery red hair. She gives me a toothy grin and then gestures to my basically empty glass.

"Um yes please," I say politely. "Uh I'll-" She cuts me off with her hand.

"I'll surprise you," She winks cheekily.

She whispers something to the bartender and then sits down, twirling a lock of her red hair in her fingers. The drinks come and the red head tells me to close my eyes. She blocks my nose and puts the brim of the glass at my lips. I part my lips, she tips the alcohol slightly and it pours down my throat.

This was a different burning sensation to the one with the ice tea. It was a mix between the burning, and the pleasure of the pain. It was different to what I liked, out of my comfort zone. I knew that this was a bad choice, but then a voice enters my head. Just for once loosen up.

"Mm, what was that?" I ask and she pats my arm leaning into my ear.

"It's a secret sweetheart,"

"So you wanna dance?" I ask gathering all the courage and  confidence in me.

"I thought you'd never ask," The red head grins.

I quickly jug down the rest of the drink and feel the alcohol dear through me. It brings my body back to life giving me full energy. I take the girl's hand sending tingles through my body. She licks her lips and I think of my lips on hers. I shiver at the thought.

She pulls me to the dancefloor, we never moved to the middle just near the middle. He hand moves onto my waist and I don't stop her.

It's probably the alcohol. Francesca stop! You are not thinking straight!

My conscience tells me but I don't listen. I just focus on the red haired beauty in front of me. I pull her closer and begin swinging my head around, swaying my arms. My hair flies all over, and she copies me. It looked like  fire watching her hair fling around.

We end up bumping each other's head. We clutch out foreheads and when we look up our faces were inches apart. I could feel her nose brush against mine. I push my head forwards and kiss her lips fiercely. She instantly kisses me back.

I moan into the kiss, tasting some lingering alcohol on her lips. Our lips fit together perfectly and moved in synch. Before it could go further she broke away, I frowned and she smirked when saw it.

"I think we could take this to a room," The red head whispers and I nod eagerly.

We exit the dancefloor and run up the stairs. We enter the first available room, I close the door and then I'm pushed against the door. She begins kissing me again, this time more aggressively and with even more passion. I move hands to her back and unzip her dress. It falls down and she does the same to me.

Woah, I felt in love.

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My eyes flutter open as my head begins to throb. I rub my eyes and look to the side to see a red head, memories of last night entering my mind in flashes. I grab my clothes that had been discarded on the floor and run to the bathroom. I put on my clothes and exit the room and see a glimpse of red before the door clothes.  I rush over and open it, seeing the girl walk away from me.

"Wait, what's your name?" I call. She turns around and grins at me.

"Camilla,"

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What do you think? I've had the idea for a while. Sorry if I mistakenly said Cami in the chapter before the end, I get forgetful. But I mean you all knew it was her.

Tell me what you think! Requests are open!

~ Lexy 😈

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