Intoxication - a state of mind that overpowers one's control from seeing the good from bad, the pure from evil, love from hatred.
Two people both suffering in opposite ways, yet both dealing in sync - the road to proximity and happiness takes time...
There she goes, her hips sway as she walks out the room.
Fuck her ass looks so fucking good with the white lace clinging to her tanned skin.
"bro you good?" slim's voice shouts placing his hand on my shoulder, drink in the other hand.
I nod trying to form words to make a sentence, my dick is so fucking hard, it's throbbing in my jeans.
The amount of lap dances bitches have given me, in or out of a strip club, nothing has ever topped that.
I reach to pull her black cap down so it sits on my head properly, she must had forgot she put it on me.
Makes me even more fucking hard.
Slim's hand shakes my shoulder making me realise how much of an idiot I must look staring into space. I cough shaking my thoughts off lighting the joint up again and turning my attention to the loud music vibrating through the walls.
"dude you smitten right now" Rook calls out, I push his shoulder causing him to stumble backwards a little.
"the fuck" I say laughing, knowing his right. defo need to fuck with her again, I can hardly remember last night but I know she was good.
Olivia'sPOV
I drag the makeup wipe over my face in the changing room, a smile on my face from the buzz of tonight's memories.
I got him good.
I climb out of my bodysuit and pull on some joggers with a white crop.
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I slip my black heeled boots on again, tie my hair up and begin to walk out through the back exit.
My ands type a quick message to louis telling him to come round in the morning to come shopping.
"yo" I hear a male voice call from behind, a brown haired boy with tattoos up his neck turns round the corner of the venue, the wind blows through his hairs.
Soon a large group of males follow behind him, the group that was in the VIP section.
I stop walking and wait for the brown haired boy to catch up with me. They look so happy.
"yo?" I question staring into his eyes, I'm linear with his height with my heels on.
"shut the fuck up rook" blue eyed boy pushes against him, I smirk thinking about earlier.
"nahhh" the brown haired boy says, Rook, I'm guessing his name is. His accent is clear.
"what's your name?" blue eyes asks with his arm hanging over Rooks shoulder.
"you don't need to know" I say turning on my heel to walk towards my car.
Howling and wolf whistles fills my ears making me laugh. I unlock my car shoving my backpack in the boot. Why he wants to know my name I have no idea, never mix business with pleasure not matter what job you have. It never ends well.
"Kells" a voice calls making me jump, I didn't release he followed me. Eager.
Kells...must be a nickname, it suits him.
"Cool" I say as he leans against my car door, blocking me from getting to the drivers seat.
His laughter fills the space between us, it brings a smile to my lips.
"Your stubborn" he states, I hum in response taking a step closer to him.
I place my hands on the cool metal either side of him, his fall to my waist.
"You don't know the half of it" I say, smirking.
My hands grasp onto his shirt pulling him closer, I have enough strength to turn us both around so I'm then one against the car. I slide the cap off his head, revealing his blonde messy hair.
He goes to close the distance again, but I'm to quick I open the car door, jump in, put the car into reverse and drive off leaving him struck in the dark car park.
