It was a Saturday night, you and your friends were going out. They were taking their boyfriends, unlucky for you, you didn't have a boyfriend.
You go into a club called 'the boulevard' (A/N: made it up). It's buzzing, loads of people around and music blasting in your ears! Your friends grab seats near the bar. They begin drinking, ordering loads of drinks. You really didn't want to drink a lot because you felt left out and wanted to go home. About two hours passed and you went to go up to the bar to order a drink. At this point your friends were shit-faced drunk dancing on the dance floor. You catch eyes with this boy so instead of going back to your friends, you sit down hoping he notices you.
The bartender gives you your drink and you sit checking you phone. Until your interrupted by the boy.
"Hi." he says
Your not one to small talk but you go with it
"Hi I'm Y/N, aren't you Joe weller?"
"Yeah, how come your alone in a club like this?" Joe asked.
"Well I'm not, see those idiots over there dancing? I was with them but I gave up they all have boyfriends and I just felt like they shut me out." You explain.
"Yep they look pretty wasted."
You laugh and smile at Joe. You end up talking for the rest of the night and have a great time you and Joe get a bit tipsy but not drunk.
All of a sudden Joe leans in towards you, you don't let him stop. You smell the alcohol from his breath on your skin. Joe's lips softly attach to yours.
You kiss him back and the kiss becomes passionate. He pulls away and grabs your hand. You have no clue where your going but you trust him. He takes you outside and down the street to his house. He unlocks the door and you carry on the kiss you had longed to carry on. You can't remember what happened that night but you have thoughts. All you know is that you woke up in Joe's bed and as you were leaving found Joe asleep on the sofa.
