𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

Romeo? • Conor

This amazing idea was requested by PrincessEvie14 ! Hope I did it justice!
If you have any requests please dm me or comment them below!
Enjoy X
----

Y/n POV

Music blaring, girls screaming the lyrics, alcohol, the whole lot; my body buzzed with adrenaline. Joe and Caspar always held the best parties! My best friends were amazing. I'd known them for ages now.

"This is so cool!" I shout into Caspar's ear over the deafening music and he nods, taking a sip from his typical red party cup.

"Glad your enjoying it" He shoots me a wink before gazing around the crowded flat. "I'm gonna go find Jack"

"Okay" I laugh, definitely intoxicated.

Stumbling a little, I watch him disappear into the mass of party-goers. It's so awesome. I recommend.

The music was so loud that it made my skin tingle and my lungs feel weak. The bass thumped in time with my heart beat as though they were synced, filling me from head to toe with music. I liked this song.
Over the roar of music, distant chatter could be heard. I couldn't make out any words, but laughter rang in my ears and wouldn't seem to stop.

The song that was playing got louder, the DJ yelling "Everyone on the dance floor!" pulled me in and wouldn't let go.
I had no choice but to join the crowd, jumping in a huddled group of sweaty people.
Neon lights flashed everywhere like police sirens, but much more colourful.

"You look gorgeous" A soft whisper fills my right ear, sending chills down my spine. I pause, contemplate, then spin to face the person - my stare instantly drawn to their glowing sapphire eyes. Oh my god.

"Thanks!" I yell, looking him up and down. "You look great too"

"Thanks..er-"

"Y/n" I smile and he smiles widely. He's so cute.

"Conor"

"Care to dance with me Conor?" I raise an eyebrow and he nods cutely.
Yep, I'm drunk.

We proceed to dance and spin around. The lights were twinkling with every step as I spun in delicate circles, my dark dress billowing out. I love things like this, the pressure of Conor's warm hand on my back and the feeling of my small agile feet bouncing around the floor. I don't usually dance with strangers, but somehow it felt like we've known each other a life time.
We just...clicked?

"What brings a beautiful girl like you here for the night?" Conor asks, lifting my hand and I spin again, smiling like a mad woman.

"Caspar and Joe's friend" I reply simply, my eyes glued to Conor's amazing blue ones. Wow.

"Okay" He nods. "My other friend told me he was coming so I tagged along" He laughs and his nose scrunches up slightly. So adorable.

"I always do that" I laugh and sway my hips to the next song. "Got to love a good house party"

"Sure do" He smiles and his face comes closer to mine, our eyes interlocked on each other's. I've known this guy an hour and I'm about to kiss him. I don't care. He's....different.

Just as I feel his warm breath and his lips brush against my own-

"Y/n!" Someone grabs my arm and I'm pulled away from Conor, stumbling over with every step.

I'm hit with arms, bags, full cups of alcohol. You name it.

After what feels like years of being dragged through the crowd, I'm pulled into the 'quieter' kitchen away from the commotion.