He walked in and my heart started racing. Of all the people in this crowded room. I only saw him. He was wearing a white snapback , Grey hoodie, and black fitted jeans. I was mostly excited because he was hot and looked young. I was thinking 15. I didn't realize I was starring at him until I felt a pull on my arm and jumped.
"Mierda Justin!" I said as he spun me to face him.
"Sorry to scare you." He chuckled
"Dance with me kylie?"I sighed and agreed. It was a bachata song. I love bachata. The song was an Ellie Goulding song with a bachata beat. I swung my hips and Justin turned me. He kept making faces and I just laughed and smiled. He spun me out and I fell into somebody's chest pretty hard.
"Omg I'm so sorry!" I frantically apologized before looking up. His hazel eyes pierced into me. He gave me an impressed look and he placed his hand on my shoulder to steady me.
"It's okay beautiful. I'm Tristan Rivera, and you are?" His deep voice gave me a shiver down my spine. Did he just call me beautiful? Oh my lord. Then I realized I was starring at him and he was waiting for an answer.
"OH! Kylie Roman."
"Gorgeous name for a gorgeous girl" he smiled I looked down and blushed.
"I'll catch you later Kylie. We're gonna dance." He said lifting my chin from the floor. Oh god."Don't think I didn't see that." A familiar voice came from behind me.
"I don't know what you're talking about nor do I care." I said with a look and turned to grab my water.
"You know exactly wha.." I cut him off
"Shhhhhhh...shut the fuck uuuuup" I said dragging the u and popping the p with a finger to my lips. We started laughing and he smirked.Omg. Who is Tristan? He hasn't been here before.. at least not when I'm here. He called me beautiful and gorgeous. There are so many beautiful girls here. I mean I'm the youngest by a lot.
My favorite song came on and I looked over towards the dj. Tristan's moving in my direction.
"Kylie, would you like to dance with me?" He said with one hand behind his neck and the other out for me to grab. He looked nervous.
"Yeah, Of course" I spoke taking his hand. We danced for 3 songs straight. After that he stayed pretty close to me. I kept catching him looking at me and smiling. I had to try so hard not to do some dumb shit. I'm so surprised that I didn't fall on my face yet."Kylie.." a tired raspy voice called. It's like 1 am so I understand the tiredness. I turned around to Tristan.
"Can I get your number before I leave?" Butterflies burst in my stomach.
"Um... ye..yeah here" I stutter.
"Great, thanks beautiful" he hugged me and kissed my cheek. I turned red and he smirked and left. Then someone pulled me out the back door.
"What the fuck!!" I scream
"Aw did I scare you darling? You should be" his arms on either side of my face cornering me against the wall..
•••I know such a boring chapter. But you gotta set up the story right babes. I hope you'll enjoy my first wattpad story. Don't forget to comment. Love youuu❤.
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The Bad Boys Who Dance
Random13 year old Kylie Roman is a dancer. She learned to love it from a young age in her Puerto Rican family. Kylie one of the youngest dancers didn't look 13. She could easily pass for 17 or even 20. Tristan Rivera. Very mysterious bad boy and dancer. W...