Unpredictable Love

Chapter 81

Chapter 81

Karleigh's POV

Strobe lights cloud my vision and the dress I selected for tonight was a mistake. The material is itchy and skin tight, and it's attracting way too much male attention for my liking.

I follow closely behind Ang as she makes her way towards the bar. She sways her hips as she walks, and numerous guys crane their necks to watch her cross the room.

Ang takes a seat on one of the bar stools and I sit beside her as she orders her alcoholic beverage. Angelyse looks over at me.

"Get what you want." She demands.

"Water." I tell the bartender, Ang glares at me incredulously. "Anything but water." She restates.

"Fine, coke." I say, plastering on a sarcastic smile.

Angelyse huffs and grabs her drink, walking off towards the dance floor, leaving me alone at the bar. I laugh and roll my eyes at her childish tantrum that she just attempted to throw.

I spin around on my bar stool and watch the people dance in the crowd, all of their bodies swaying individually but it looks like one unified movement.

A set of dark eyes meet mine and I raise a challenging brow at the handsome male eyeing me. He lifts his hands summoning me towards the dance floor. I'm prepared to blow the guy off and turn back around to the bar, but something about him captivates me. His hair is brown with messy curls that remind me of Harry's.

Harry wants me to move on so badly, I'll show Harry I'm moving on, even though he's states away.

I hop off of the stool and move towards the guy, moving my hips sexily the same way I used to before I met Harry. The guys firm hands lock on my hips and I grind myself up against him. His fingertips dig into my waist, and I can feel his warm breath on my neck.

The guy grabs my hips firmly and spins me around, my front now pressed against his chest. His lips press against my neck sucking and nipping harshly as I grind my body against his. This doesn't feel the same as when Harry kisses me, Harry's touch is much more passionate. The guy moves his lips atop of mine and his tongue dives into my mouth, his hand grabbing my ass firmly. The taste of his tongue in my mouth isn't pleasant, especially in comparison to Harry's. Shoving the thoughts of Harry aside, I tangle my fingers in his curls as I would normally do to Harry. The feel of his curls between my fingers is odd, his curls aren't soft like Harry's. Panic builds in my chest and I rip my lips away from his, turning back around so my ass is pressed to his bulging crotch.

His hot hands slither up my inner thigh, gripping tightly. My breath is picking up, and I'm panicking.

"Why don't you come to the bathroom with me baby." The unnamed man murmurs to me in my ear. Discomfort rushes through me as I realize my impulsive actions. I whip around to face him, firmly shoving his greedy arms away from my body. My eyes bore into his, and I start to take in his facial features more thoroughly.

He's not as attractive as I originally thought him to be, and his hair is nothing like Harry's now that I concentrate on it. The guy's eyes are looking at me strangely.

"I'm sorry, I've got to go..." I blurt and rush off before he can stop me. Scanning over the crowd, I search for Ang. Dark, unmistakeable hair catches my attention and I speed towards her, pushing people out of my way to reach her.

"Ang!" I hiss at her, tugging her away from the group of people she was chatting with. She whirls around to look at me, confusion in her eyes.

"What's the matter?" She casually asks me.