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Emily's POV
date- September 5, 2015
outfit posted on emilys.wattpad - instagram.Cold nights and dark alleys. That's where most of my time at three am was, knowing no one cared.
Nothing but garbage cans and a light here and there, but nothing else filled this alley. I'm coming home from the club, which is basically every night or every other night. But I don't really drink, I go to just go and this is the way I take home.
But this night I had a little to much to drink. I haven't had a drink in about a month.
There was a figure standing on the end of the alleyway and they didn't notice me because they kept starring down at a phone screen, but when I came up closer they stopped. The only thing you could smell on this man was alcohol.
"H-hey," he slurred, holding onto the wall for balance.
"Hello," I said as he pulled out two cigarettes and a lighter.
He lit one of the cigarettes then handed me one; I didn't argue, I just put it between my lips then blew out the smoke.
"What are you, you doing wondering around these streets at night pretty lady," he said.
I looked around and saw no one as he put his lighter in his pocket.
"Coming home from that club Duskies down the street, I take, take this way home," I said, slurring a bit.
A man ran down the alley in full speed then a cop car came down the alley, and the boy and I ran without thinking. We went from alley to alley when we finally came to this gas station that was deserted.
I could see his facial features and he looked like a kid my age. He had brown hair that went up in the front a little bit with brown eyes and one was lazy, and he was strongly built. He was very attractive.
"You never answered me," he said with a low voice.
His voice was different, but very adorable.
"What did you ask me?" I said as he sat on the ground.
"I, I think I said something about why are you out."
"Oh I answered you before the cops came. I was coming from Duskies."
"How old are you?"
"I am eighteen, how old are you?" I asked him.
"I'm nineteen. How you get in there?"
"I know a guy," I said, and he nodded.
"Could, could he get me in?" He asked, and I shrugged.
"I'm S-Shawn," he said, waving to me.
"My names Emily. Look, I should get home. It was nice meeting you."
"Could I get your number?"
"Sure, give me your phone," I said as he handed it to me, and I gave him my phone for him to type his number in.
I typed it in and he said awesome, then I left. almost seconds later, I got a text.
From- shawn︎❤︎
It's ShawnTo- shawn❤︎
I see that, why the heart by your name?From- shawn❤︎
Because u love me ;)To- shawn❤︎
just met you, kid. ;)From- shawn❤︎
ever hear of love at first sight? :)
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