this was definitely the best night of my life. i am at a dope ass after party with nick and i've already met chris pratt. i cannot even fathom who else i am going to meet tonight.
we walk in and all eyes are on us. i see a group of guys and they all start to whisper. they don't look they are famous or anything. i see them mouth the words, "damn she looks good." i smirk a little, giving them a slight glance to let them know that i'm with nick.
we can barely get through the crowd, so nick grabs my hand and leads be through the tight space with a huge smile on his face. we finally reach a place that is open space, and it seems to be some kind of dance floor. it wasn't really me, but it would have to do.
"dance with me," he says while holding his hand out towards me.
"i don't know i'm not very good. at all actually," i respond not actually knowing if i liked my answer. i did want to dance, but i really did not want to embarrass myself.
"c'mon. i know you want to."
"fine. i guess i could pull out some moves." I guess he knew me better than i did. i think that's why i felt such a strong pull to nick. i'm so happy to have found someone who knows me better than me. i think that's what everyone wants, and i was glad to have it.
he takes my hand and leads me to the middle of the floor. he starts to just slightly sway and leads me along with what he is doing. then he starts to put his hands on my hips and sways them for me. i look him in the eyes and he brings his eyes up from my hips to give me a smartass looks like he knew i could get into it.
the beat starts to get better and all of a sudden he starts to dip me and spin me and such. people start to move away from us to give us room to do our elaborate dance that i was basically just following nick for. he lead like crazy and people were amazed. it looked like paparazzi had snuck in to take pictures, and they started taking pictures of us like kim kardashian had just got a butt lift. luckily, i looked good.
at the end of the song nick held me close to him and paused and waited for the crowd to cheer, which they did, and there was some major cheering going on. i guess we looked good even though i was like a noodle and nick was just moving me wherever i was supposed to be.
the crowd started to go back to their normal places on the dance floor. all of a sudden i feel someone firmly, and i mean FIRMLY grasp my butt . of course, i thought it was nick being nick.
"nick!," i laughed.
"what. did i do something wrong?"
"yes, that was a painful ass grab buddy."
"i didn't grab your ass, lydia."
what the shit.
i look at nick and he looks back at me. he was serious. it wasn't him. i start to look around and catch the stare of someone across the dance floor. what the hell. he looked so familiar, but i couldn't quite put my finger on it. i think it was like brian or ben or...
no. dammit. it was bobby burke. the kid had a crush on me since the seventh grade. all he's ever done is hit on me and not even in a nice way. all he does is make sexual comments like it will make me date him or something but it really made me disgusted.
"everything ok?" nick asked.
"yeah," i said, "it's just... how did bobby burke get into this after party?"
"oh his dad owns this club. i've been to a ton of parties here and somehow he always gets in. he always brings his friends, too."
then i realized that he was with the group of guys who were talking about me when we first walked in. i look back over and he is still making deep eye contact with me.
"oh, that should be against the rules. it's a private party, right?" i say, trying to get my eyes of bobby.
"yeah, people have complained, but he never changed his ways, i guess."
i haven't seen bobby since he went to a different high school than i did. of course i got the occasional tweet or dm from him, but i thought that it was just going to be that until i was far, far away from him during college. but i guess that wasn't the case
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me and nick were on our way out, and of course, me being the slowest person to ever walk the earth, i had to go to the bathroom. 'good one lydia. now nick has to wait for you. great job,' i thought to myself.
"nick, babe, i'm running to the bathroom," i yell out to him while he continues to walk out the door.
"sure thing. i'm gonna be in the car. its right out back,' he yells back to me.
good, he's not mad. i start to head towards the bathrooms when i feel a sudden pinch on my butt.
bobby. it was too obvious.
i turn around and see bobby with the biggest smirk on his face. "hey, lydia baby. how you been?" he asks, slowly grabbing my hips.
"i'm fine," no i'm not, "how about you bobby?" it is extremely impossible for me to be mean, even to someone who has been mean to me for a long time.
"i'm A1, baby."
at this point his hands are grasping my waist and i am being squeezed into his chest like we are about to tango or something. i put my hands on his, indicating that i would like him to remove them asap. i guess he didn't get the point.
before i knew it i was being pushed against the wall with him planting kisses up and down both sides of my neck. i wanted to scream, but i thought maybe if i just asked him politely to get off me, he would get the point.
"bobby, bobby," i say, lightly pushing him off me.
"what, i know you like it," he says grinning an evil grin.
"no, bobby, i don't. i'm sorry. i have a boyfriend now. i can't do this."
"your joking right."
"no bobby, i'm dating nick robinson, the one from grammar school."
"how could you?"
"excuse me? how could i what?" i ask, having no idea what he could be talking about.
"date someone else. you were mine lydia. you knew that," he said coming more and more towards me.
i was not his and never was his. why would he say that?
"when did we establish that i was yours?" i ask out of confusion.
"when i first saw you in that sexy volleyball uniform. i knew you would become a star one day lydia."
"excuse me. i haven't seen you in four years, bobby."
"oh, lydia, but i've seen you."
that was the last thing i heard before i felt a sharp pain in my cheek and everything went dark.
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Electric Feel//Nick Robinson
FanfictionYour last thought as a lame senior is that you would find the best guy you've ever met. and the best part, hes nick robinson.