In the Club...

Jai Brooks Imagine...

(Y/B/F/N) = Your Best Friends Name

I was sat in the new LA club with (Y/B/F/N), we were just sat up at the bar on the stools having a drink and laugh, she had been away for a few weeks and this was our catch up evening where we'd tell each other all the latest news and gossip. "Just popping to the toilet" she smiled, hopping of the chair and picking up her bag, "Okay" I responded, flashing back a smile. As (Y/B/F/N) headed towards the toilet, I picked up my drink and swivelled around on my chair to face the whole room that was behind me, looking in fascination at all the different types of people that came here to enjoy a drink. My eyes scanned the room slowly when one boy caught my eye, he was sitting with four other boys, they were all chatting and laughing but this boy looked straight at me, looking like he wasn't paying attention to them and his only thoughts were about me, weird.

This boy had dark hair and deep brown eyes that you could easily get lost into if you looked into long enough. Between his thumb and forefinger he held a long Shisha pipe, my eyes narrowed, wow - he was hot. His arm slowly lifted and he brought the pipe to his soft looking lips, he inhaled the smoke, his movements were slow like liquid which made him appear even more sexy then he was. A moment or two later, he slowly exhaled the smoke, giving a smirk as he did so, his posture was so relaxed, like he was trying to be seductive - it was defiantly working. The smoke eventually disappeared yet he still held the pipe, not once did he break the stare. I smiled a little to myself as I was desperate to know his name, as I did this, his eyebrow raised a little, almost like he knew what i was thinking.