Only You - Artem Markelov

Chapter 1

Still unsure about the whole situation, Amaya follows Ella into the party. She doesn't even really know why she decided to come to this party as she wasn't usually one to party, but somehow Ella managed to convince her. It's already pretty busy, people dancing everywhere, most with a drink in their hand.

"You want a drink?" Ella asks as Amaya looks around if she can see anyone familiar.

"Yeah, just get me whatever you're having," she replies and Ella nods before walking away, giving Amaya the chance to scan the crowd a little better. Some people already look very drunk, something Amaya has sworn would never happen to her.

Suddenly she feels like someone is looking at her. She looks around to see who it is that's looking at her when her eyes fall on a tall, handsome boy, not too far away from her. It feels like his eyes are looking right through you, making you blush.

"Here's your drink," Ella says, snapping Amaya out of her thoughts.

"Thanks," she says, smiling at her as she takes it from her. She looks back to where the boy was standing, but to her surprise, he's not there anymore.

"What is it?" Ella asks when she sees Amaya looking around.

"Nothing, it's just that there was this guy who was looking at me a moment ago and now I don't see him anywhere."

"You sure you haven't had any alcohol yet," Ella chuckles, making Amaya roll her eyes.

"Let's just dance," she says as she moves to the dance floor, Ella following closely behind her. They start to move to the rhythm of the music, forgetting about everything else going on in their lives.

Suddenly Amaya feels a hand on her back, making her jump a little. She looks to see who touched her and is surprised to see the boy from earlier standing behind her.

"Hey," she says, startled by the intensity of his dark eyes.

"Hey, can I dance with you?" he asks and Amaya nods, not finding the words to reply. He smiles before starting to move to the music, wrapping his arm around Amaya's waist as he does. Amaya sees Ella looking at her with a smirk on her face, making her roll her eyes. Ella chuckles before disappearing into the crowd to give Amaya some privacy.

Amaya feels the still anonymous boy move behind her and she can't help but move along with him, swaying her hips to the same rhythm as him. The boy presses himself a little closer against her, which only encourages her to sway her hips a bit more. She doesn't even know where this is coming from, normally she would need at least a couple of drinks to do something like this. This boy just makes her feel comfortable for some reason.

"You want another drink?" Amaya hears his deep voice whisper in her ear.

"Sure," she replies, shivering as she feels his hot breath against her skin.

"What do you want?"

"Surprise me," Amaya says and the boy nods before disappearing int the crowd. Ella makes her way back over with a wide grin on her face.

"Soo... who's mister hottie?" she asks, making Amaya blush.

"No idea," she admits, causing Ella to gasp.

"You don't know him? Girl, what has gotten into you?"

"I don't know, I just feel comfortable around him."

"Yeah, I can tell."

"I probably won't ever see him again after tonight so who cares."

"True, enjoy your night girl," Ella says, winking at Amaya before disappearing into the crowd again.

"Here you go," Amaya hears a familiar deep voice say, making her smile as she turns around, facing the anonymous boy.

"Thank you," she says as she takes the shot that he brought from him.

"To a night filled with lots of fun," the boy says as he holds up his shot.

"Cheers," Amaya says as she clinks her glass with his. They throw back their shots, both shivering at the feeling of the alcohol going down their throats. The boy puts their glasses away somewhere before pulling Amaya close again.

"You look so sexy baby girl," he whispers in her ear.

"I can say the same about you," Amaya replies as she lets her hand slide over his chest, feeling his well-defined chest underneath his shirt. The thought of what his body might look like makes her moan softly. But he heard it. And he loves the sound of it. His hands make their way to her sides, slowly sliding down until they rest on her ass, softly squeezing it.

"Let it out baby girl," the boy says when he sees Amaya is trying to keep quiet. To push her over the edge, he presses his lips against her neck, slightly sucking on her skin. This is all that is needed to make Amaya moan softly again.

"Good girl," he whispers in her ear, making her knees feel weak. She has no idea what this boy is doing to her, but she likes it and she doesn't want it to stop. But it still bothers her that she has no idea who he is. She doesn't even know his name.

"Who are you?" she asks, but the boy doesn't respond. He just keeps kissing her neck, which makes it hard for her to concentrate.

"Someone who wants to make you feel good," the boy replies and for Amaya, that is enough for now. She continues to dance with him, pausing every now and then for a drink.

"Do you want to get out of here?" the boy asks and Amaya nods before she can stop herself.

"I just need to go tell my friend, wait for me outside?" she asks and the boy nods. Amaya heads to where she saw Ella last and luckily she's still there.

"Hey girl," Ella greets her with a big smile on her face.

"I'm leaving," Amaya says, making Ella's eyes widen.

"What! Why? What did the Mr. Hottie do?"

"Nothing. Yet," Amaya says as she blushes, causing Ella to smirk.

"Enjoy your night girl," she says, making Amaya roll her eyes.

"See you tomorrow," she says before walking outside, where the boy is still waiting for her. He smiles when he sees her, holding out his hand for her to take. Instead of walking with her, he pulls her towards him and kisses her deeply. It takes a second for Amaya to respond, but when she does, she knows she's in for one hell of a night.