Astrid Conner. Tall, beautiful, confident. Almost perfect. She was everything a girl wanted to be. But her life was a mess. Her parents died and she has to live on her own, next to mom's best friend and her smoking hot son. How will this work out fo...
I finally got to my cousins place and right after I did I tried to call Astrid. Surprisingly there was no answer...note the sarcasm.
I went out to go find her. I was gonna search everywhere no matter how long it takes. I can't let her get hurt. Not again.
ASTRID.
We were dancing, drinking, and flirting with every cute guy we saw. This was what I needed. You see, I'm a party animal. I need alcohol and parties in my life. I'm not the innocent girl that I used to be.
I was dancing on the dance floor with Sarah and Jane, when all of a sudden I felt something slip around my waist and spun me around.
I looked up to see a really, really, really hot guy. Have I mentioned how hot he is?
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He had a tall well built body, dark hair, and these amazing blue green eyes, and a million dollar smile that could blow your mind.
I gave him a smirk and slipped out of his arms. I walked away, making sure to sway my ass, and went to the middle of the dance floor. I started dancing and then all of a sudden my favorite song came up.
I started swaying to the beat and just enjoyed myself. I looked back at the guy and saw that he was looking at me confused.
I gave him a smirk and called him over. When he got to me, I slighty pushed him away and then the beat dropped and I started throwing all my best dance moves at him.
Suddenly he started to dance with me, and might I say he was good. Real good. I was dancing, and all of a sudden I was pulled closer to him, and we danced as one.
It was like we knew each other and how we moved. It felt amazing. It was like he could read me without knowing me.
It was absurd I know, but it felt right. I felt alive, I felt like I could do anything.
When the song ended, our positions were really close.
My leg was hitched up his waist, his hand holding it there. My arms were around his neck, and he had one hand around my waist. Our foreheads were leaning against each other, and I felt his breath on my lips.
I saw him leaning in, and I turned my cheek so he kissed it instead of my lips. I heard him groan, and I chuckled. I slipped out of his grip, and walked outside.
I didn't know what happened back there, but I knew that as soon as he tried to kiss me, I felt uncomfortable. I felt like I was cheating, but on who?
I leaned against a wall, a little further away from the club. I needed some air. I needed to think. Really think this time.
After about 15 min, I started walking back to the club.
