(*Sorry for any mistakes!*)
#imagine
It's Friday night and you and your friends decide to go clubbing. You put on a tight fitting red dress with black vans. Your hair is straightened, falling past your shoulders and your make up is what you normally wear, except you wear bright red lipstick to tie everything together. Your friends suggest you wear heels but you can't dance very well in heels nor can you stand in them for long periods of time.
You all drive to the club in your car and the drive takes no longer than 20 minutes. When you get there, you all show the bouncer your fake I.D.s and he lets you in.
The music blasts throughout the entire place, making everything seem to shake. All your friends drag you to go get a drink, and you being the designated driver, just order a virgin strawberry daiquiri.
"Hey," a voice comes from behind you. You turn around to see a boy that looks about your age.
"Hi," you respond with a smile.
He points to the seat next to you. "Anyone sitting here?" You shake your head and he sits down. "I'm Austin!" He yells over the music which seems to have gotten louder.
"(Y/N)! Nice to meet you," you giggle.
"(Y/N).. That's a pretty name, to accompany a very pretty face."
You feel your cheeks burn and you bite your lip. Not knowing how to respond, you don't and finish off your drink.
"Can I buy you one?"
You shake your head. "No, thanks. I'm gonna go dance."
You leave your seat and make your way over to where everyone else is dancing. You jump up and down and sway your hips to the beat. One of your friends comes to dance by you along with a few other girls and a couple boys. You're all dancing and having a great time. As you continue to sway your hips, you feel a pair of hands wrap around your waist from behind and a body grind against yours. You bite your lip and smirk at the touch.
"You're a great dancer," the guy tells you.
"You're a great partner!" The guy laughs and continues to dance with you.
You place your hands on top of his to hold them there, and your friend smirks at you. You shrug and smile and she winks at you. The guy behind you turns you around and you wrap your arms around his neck and keep dancing with him. He's a tall, tan boy with brown hair and blue eyes. He has a great smile but his eyes make you melt.
"I never got your name?"
"Oh, I'm Brandon," he says and smiles. He leans in and kisses your neck. "How about you beautiful?"
"(Y/N)," you stutter out, feeling slightly uncomfortable with the touch.
"Pretty name."
Brandon slides his hands down to your ass and squeezes. You gasp and remove yourself from him.
"I'm gonna go find someone else to dance with now." You turn around and start to walk away when your arm is grabbed and pulled back.
"You aren't going anywhere.." Brandon kisses your neck and you try to pull away but he doesn't let go.
You close your eyes and squeeze them shut as he starts to feel you up. Then, without warning, someone pulls you away from him and into their arms.
"Don't touch my girlfriend like that!" An angry voice shouts.
"Girlfriend? I doubt it. Not the way she was dancing."
A hand grabs your arm and tries to pull you away from whoever is holding you, and you're released by both the hugger and Brandon. You look over to see Austin punching Brandon and knocking him down.
"I said," you hear him sneer, "don't touch my girlfriend."
Austin walks back over to you, grabs your hand and pulls you to a room in the club that's quiet enough so you don't have to yell.
"Are you okay?" Austin looks at you with concern.
You nod. "Yeah, I'm fine. Thank you." You kiss his cheek and give him a tight hug.
He hugs back. "I couldn't let such a beautiful girl be touched like that, especially when I could tell you weren't comfortable."
You pull away and smile at him.
"What can I do to make it up to you?"
He shrugs and then smirks. "Let me but you a drink?"
You smile and nod. "Okay, is that all?" He just nods. "How about... I let you buy me a drink.. And then we can come back in here?"
"And do what?"
You chuckle lightly and walk over to him. You press your lips to his and then pull back.
"What I plan on doing, starts with that." You wink.
His eyes widen and then he nods. "Let's get that drink then!"
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