save me from myself

pretty brown eyes

CHAPTER 2

I sit up, deciding to do something that will get my mind off things.

since i live in new york city, theres a lot of places i can go to just get out for a little bit. I stand up to wiggle into my black skinny jeans and put on my white converse. then i slip on my green jacket over my white v-neck. i walk out the door ignoring franks curious stare and his calling my name after i slammed the door shut.

the cold November air violently hit my face bringing me to life. i crossed my arms and rubbed my cold shoulders. i dont know where im going. all i know is that i need out.

i make my way down the road, my shoes making a clacking noise on the cement. i decide to make a right at the next road, then i started making random turns just to see where i would find myself.

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the bright lights of the cities buildings shine in my eyes, making me squint. i enter the bar, passing as a twenty one year old pretty impressively if i do say so myself.

"strawberry lime margarita please, no salt." i smile to the bartender as he nods and begins making the drink. i scan my eyes around the club, taking in all the unknown faces. i turn back to the bar to find my drink siting in front of me.

"thanks" i say with a small smirk to the bartender.

let me just say that this bartender was incredibly stunning. he has big chocolatey eyes, dirty blond hair that slightly falls over his forehead. he cant be older then what, 22?

i peer to his name tag that reads 'jordan' i smile to myself as i watch him make more drinks. i take in his full body, from his grey vans to his light blue jeans and his casual black v-neck. a full sleeve of tattoos on his left arm. damn.

.a guy like this must be taken, why bother making myself drool over him, right?

i shift my position to get a look at all the other men in the club. but none of them really caught eye like this mysterious 'jordan'.

"so what is a pretty girl like you doing here all alone?" jordan says to me, immediantly making me whip my body back around to make sure hes actually talking to me.

and trust me, he is. i almost melt when i looked into his eyes and at his smirk.

"hah" i chuckle awkwardly, say something kelsey! jesus christ.

"ya know, just felt like being alone i guess." i smile over to him, slightly biting my lip in a flirtatious way.

thata girl.

"ohh, i get it. everyone has those kinds of days, dont they?" jordan smiles back at me.

"so whats your name?"

"kelsey, and i take it that youre jordan?" i say as i point to his name tag.

" howd you know?" jordan says with a teasing smile.

i bite my lip and smile back.

i was engulfed in his eyes and immersed with the thought of him.

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