Inspired by Zara Larsson's new song Ain't my Fault..love it.
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Parties were not your scene, but your best friend decided to drag you out for a night on the town, seeing your job was taking over your life. She bought you a new outfit and everything!
"Are you sure I should be here? I could be home drinking wine, catching up on Bachelor in Paradise!" You said as you both got out of the car, walking towards the club.
"That's your idea of a night of fun?" She laughed. "Okay, if you feel uncomfortable we can leave and do whatever you want to do."
"Thank you." You lightly smiled as you were hoping this wouldn't go too well, so you can hit up Cold Stone.
You two walk into the club, surprised that it wasn't as hopping as you expected.
"I'm gonna go get us some drinks. Wait here." Your friend said as you looked around the club.
Every guy looked sleazy and easy, which you know not to judge a book by its cover, but you just couldn't help it. None of them were attractive either. Before you knew it, your friend had your drinks so you turned your attention back to her.
"Any eye candy?" She asked handing you a hard lemonade
"Sadly n...." You stopped mid thought as a very attractive man with longish hair walked past your table.
"You good?" Your friend asked.
"Look at him, he's like a God!" You couldn't stop looking at him.
"Then I think you should go talk to him!" She gave you a grin.
"I can't talk to him!" You put your head into your hands.
She got up and pulled you with her. Before you knew it, you were next to the hot guy.
"Yes you can. Do it." She walked away and made her way through the club.
"Hey." You said, trying to gather up some confidence.
"Hey what's up, I'm Rocky."
"Y/N" you smiled, feeling some adrenaline running through your veins.
"You're cute, wanna dance?" He asked. You didn't say anything, you just got in front of him and starting to dance.
You two were continuing to flirt all night, and you knew it wasn't the alcohol, because one drink is nothing. You even started to grind on him at the right moments.
"Wow you're a little fireball aren't you?" He asked grabbing your hips.
"It ain't my fault you're turning me on." You giggled, than stopped in your tracks after what you just said. "I mean..."
He shook his head and laughed. "Hey, nothing wrong with that, I could say the same thing."
You two were starting to get tired and your friend was nowhere to be seen.
"Did you come with anyone?" He asked.
"I did, but I can't find her...." You were annoyed.
"I don't usually take girls home, but would you want to come with me? I'm not a creepy weirdo and I live with my brother and sister." He asked, being sincere.
"Sure." You smiled and he took your hand.
You never thought clubs were your style, but making out with a hot guy just a few hours after you met, made you glad you were dragged out for the evening.
